Judgment Day (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
Saint Peter stood, at Heaven's gate, All souls claims to adjudicate Saying to some souls, "Enter in!" "Go to Hell," ...
Poems about distance (50 Poems)
Guilty Of Dust (Frank Bidart Poem)
up or down from the infinite C E N T E R B R I M M I N G ...
All Distance (Erin Belieu Poem)
Writing from Boston, where sky is simply property, a flourish topping crowds of condos and historic real estate, I'm trying ...
Home (Anne Bronte Poem)
How brightly glistening in the sun The woodland ivy plays! While yonder beeches from their barks Reflect his silver rays. ...
I Wait For You… (Aleksandr Blok Poem)
I wait for you. The years in silence pass And as the image, one, I wait for you again. The ...
T?rnfallet (Joseph Brodsky Poem)
There is a meadow in Sweden where I lie smitten, eyes stained with clouds' white ins and outs. And about ...
Apostasy (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
THIS last denial of my faith, Thou, solemn Priest, hast heard; And, though upon my bed of death, I call ...
The Wife’s Will (Charlotte Bronte Poems)
SIT stilla worda breath may break (As light airs stir a sleeping lake,) The glassy calm that soothes my woes, ...
Mementos (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
ARRANGING long-locked drawers and shelves Of cabinets, shut up for years, What a strange task we've set ourselves ! How ...
Death (Emily Bronte Poem)
Death! that struck when I was most confiding In my certain faith of joy to be - Strike again, Time's ...
To Those Born After (Bertolt Brecht Poem)
To the cities I came in a time of disorder That was ruled by hunger. I sheltered with the people ...
The Charm Of 5:30 (David Berman Poem)
It's too nice a day to read a novel set in England. We're within inches of the perfect distance from ...
Imagining Defeat (David Berman Poem)
She woke me up at dawn, her suitcase like a little brown dog at her heels. I sat up and ...
The Fish (Rupert Brooke Poem)
In a cool curving world he lies And ripples with dark ecstasies. The kind luxurious lapse and steal Shapes all ...
Witness (Eavan Boland Poem)
Here is the city- its worn-down mountains, its grass and iron, its smoky coast seen from the high roads on ...
The Black Lace Fan My Mother Gave Me (Eavan Boland Poem)
It was the first gift he ever gave her, buying it for five five francs in the Galeries in pre-war ...
Outside History (Eavan Boland Poem)
These are outsiders, always. These stars- these iron inklings of an Irish January, whose light happened thousands of years before ...
Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
a novel by Richard Brautigan THE COVER FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA The cover for Trout Fishing in America is ...
Mazeppa (Lord Byron Poem)
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
The Bride of Abydos (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
The Vision of Judgment (Lord Byron Poem)
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
Lara (Lord Byron Poem)
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Stanzas To The Po (Lord Byron Poem)
River, that rollest by the ancient walls, Where dwells the lady of my love, when she Walks by thy brink, ...
The Dream (Lord Byron Poem)
I Our life is twofold; Sleep hath its own world, A boundary between the things misnamed Death and existence: Sleep ...
Dream Song 80: Op. posth. no. 3 (John Berryman Poem)
It's buried at a distance, on my insistence, buried. Weather's severe there, which it will not mind. I miss it. ...
Dream Song 122: He published his girl’s bottom in staid pages (John Berryman Poems)
He published his girl's bottom in staid pages of an old weekly. Where will next his rages ridiculous Henry land? ...
Over the Sea our Galleys Went (Robert Browning Poem)
Over the sea our galleys went, With cleaving prows in order brave, To a speeding wind and a bounding wave, ...
An Epistle Containing the Strange Medical Experience of Kar (Robert Browning Poem)
Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs, The not-incurious in God's handiwork (This man's-flesh he hath admirably made, Blown like a ...
The Wanderers (Robert Browning Poem)
OVER the sea our galleys went, With cleaving prows in order brave To a speeding wind and a bounding wave-- ...
The Flight Of The Duchess (Robert Browning Poem)
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...