The Poet’s Calendar (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
January Janus am I; oldest of potentates; Forward I look, and backward, and below I count, as god of avenues ...
Poems about crows (31 Poems)
Hiawatha’s Lamentation (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
In those days the Evil Spirits, All the Manitos of mischief, Fearing Hiawatha's wisdom, And his love for Chibiabos, Jealous ...
The White Man’s Foot (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
In his lodge beside a river, Close beside a frozen river, Sat an old man, sad and lonely. White his ...
Hiawatha And Mudjekeewis (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
Out of childhood into manhood Now had grown my Hiawatha, Skilled in all the craft of hunters, Learned in all ...
Blessing The Cornfields (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
Sing, O Song of Hiawatha, Of the happy days that followed, In the land of the Ojibways, In the pleasant ...
TO THE DRIVING CLOUD (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
Gloomy and dark art thou, O chief of the mighty Omahas; Gloomy and dark as the driving cloud, whose name ...
Oonts (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Wot makes the soldier's 'eart to penk, wot makes 'im to perspire? It isn't standin' up to charge nor lyin' ...
The English Flag (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Above the portico a flag-staff, bearing the Union Jack, remained fluttering in the flames for some time, but ultimately when ...
Delilah (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
We have another viceroy now, -- those days are dead and done Of Delilah Aberyswith and depraved Ulysses Gunne. Delilah ...
The Breath Of Night (Randall Jarrell Poem)
The moon rises. The red cubs rolling In the ferns by the rotten oak Stare over a marsh and a ...
Gioconda And Si-Ya-U (Nazim Hikmet Poem)
to the memory of my friend SI-YA-U, whose head was cut off in Shanghai A CLAIM Renowned Leonardo's world-famous "La ...
The Early Purges (Seamus Heaney Poem)
I was six when I first saw kittens drown. Dan Taggart pitched them, 'the scraggy wee shits', Into a bucket; ...
he and the hilltown (Rg Gregory Poem)
when they look into his mind they find a hill town somewhat surprised they go off to their learned books ...
San Sepolcro (Jorie Graham Poem)
In this blue light I can take you there, snow having made me a world of bone seen through to. ...
Long ago (Eugene Field Poem)
I once knew all the birds that came And nested in our orchard trees; For every flower I had a ...
Friar Philip’s Geese (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
IF these gay tales give pleasure to the FAIR, The honour's great conferred, I'm well aware; Yet, why suppose the ...
October (Robert Frost Poem)
O hushed October morning mild, Thy leaves have ripened to the fall; Tomorrow's wind, if it be wild, Should waste ...
Sleep Spaces (Robert Desnos Poem)
In the night there are of course the seven wonders of the world and the greatness tragedy and enchantment. Forests ...
September’s Baccalaureate (Emily Dickinson Poems)
September's Baccalaureate A combination is Of Crickets -- Crows -- and Retrospects And a dissembling Breeze That hints without assuming ...
Fame is a fickle food (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Fame is a fickle food Upon a shifting plate Whose table once a Guest but not The second time is ...
November (John Clare Poem)
The landscape sleeps in mist from morn till noon; And, if the sun looks through, 'tis with a face Beamless ...
Autumn Birds (John Clare Poem)
The wild duck startles like a sudden thought, And heron slow as if it might be caught. The flopping crows ...
Five Ways To Kill A Man (Edwin Brock Poem)
There are many cumbersome ways to kill a man. You can make him carry a plank of wood to the ...
Georgic on Memory (Erin Belieu Poem)
Make your daily monument the Ego, use a masochist's epistemology of shame and dog-eared certainty that others less exacting might ...
They end their flight (Yosa Buson Poem)
They end their flight one by one--- crows at dusk. (Yosa Buson)
Five Ways To Kill A Man (Andre Breton Poem)
There are many cumbersome ways to kill a man. You can make him carry a plank of wood to the ...
Dream Song 24: Oh servant Henry lectured till (John Berryman Poem)
Oh servant Henry lectured till the crows commenced and then he bulbed his voice & lectured on some more. This ...
History Of The Night (Jorge Luis Borges Poem)
Throughout the course of the generations men constructed the night. At first she was blindness; thorns raking bare feet, fear ...
For Osip Mandelstam (Anna Akhmatova Poem)
And the town is frozen solid in a vice, Trees, walls, snow, beneath a glass. Over crystal, on slippery tracks ...
March Elegy (Anna Akhmatova Poem)
I have enough treasures from the past to last me longer than I need, or want. You know as well ...