Blending Concepts (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The name of the sermon the point of the message was "Our Highest Ideal" but it was the underlying subtext ...
Poems about dogs (37 Poems)
t of the Fifth Scene in the Second Act of Athalia (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Enter, as in the Temple of Jerusalem, ATHALIA, MATHAN, ABNER WHY, to our Wonder, in this Place is seen, ...
Ballad of the Army Carts (Tu Fu Poem)
The carts squeak and trundle, the horses whinny, the conscripts go by, each with a bow and arrows at his ...
New Hampshire (Robert Frost Poem)
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
West Riding (Ian Emberson Poem)
Bright sari in a darkened street - the lilting grey of Yorkshire sky; rust requiems for demolished mills - repeating ...
Kinky (Denise Duhamel Poem)
They decide to exchange heads. Barbie squeezes the small opening under her chin over Ken's bulging neck socket. His wide ...
At Corfu (Norman Dubie Poem)
In seventeen hundred, a much hated sultan visited us twice, finally dying of headaches in the south harbor. Ever since, ...
Battle (John Davidson Poem)
The war of words is done; The red-lipped cannon speak; The battle has begun. The web your speeches spun Tears ...
To Bessie Drennan (Mark Doty Poem)
Because she could find no one else to paint a picture of the old family place where she and her ...
Hudson’s Last Voyage (Henry Van Dyke Poems)
June 22, 1611 THE SHALLOP ON HUDSON BAY One sail in sight upon the lonely sea And only one, God ...
The wind drew off (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The wind drew off Like hungry dogs Defeated of a bone -- Through fissures in Volcanic cloud The yellow lightning ...
The Hunt (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
The hunt begins at a languid pace belying hysteria building in place, biding its time to menace the peace in ...
A Song of Defeat (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
The line breaks and the guns go under, The lords and the lackeys ride the plain; I draw deep breaths ...
A Birthday (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
"Aug." 10, 1911. Full moon to-night; and six and twenty years Since my full moon first broke from angel spheres! ...
A Birthday (Aleister Crowley Poem)
"Aug." 10, 1911. Full moon to-night; and six and twenty years Since my full moon first broke from angel spheres! ...
Melancholetta (Lewis Carroll Poem)
With saddest music all day long She soothed her secret sorrow: At night she sighed "I fear 'twas wrong Such ...
Study In Orange And White (Billy Collins Poem)
I knew that James Whistler was part of the Paris scene, but I was still surprised when I found the ...
Executive (John Betjeman Poem)
I am a young executive. No cuffs than mine are cleaner; I have a Slimline brief-case and I use the ...
Darkness (Lord Byron Poem)
I had a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguished, and the stars Did wander ...
Dream Song 57: In a state of chortle sin–once he reflected (John Berryman Poem)
In a state of chortle sinâ?"once he reflected, swilling tomato juiceâ?"live I, and did more than my thirstier years. To ...
Dream Song 75: Turning it over, considering (John Berryman Poem)
Turning it over, considering, like a madman Henry put forth a book. No harm resulted from this. Neither the menstruating ...
THE EYES OF BEAUTY (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
YOU are a sky of autumn, pale and rose; But all the sea of sadness in my blood Surges, and ...
SPLEEN (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
I'M like some king in whose corrupted veins Flows ag?d blood; who rules a land of rains; Who, young in ...
A Grammarian’s Funeral (Robert Browning Poems)
SHORTLY AFTER THE REVIVAL OF LEARNING IN EUROPE. Let us begin and carry up this corpse, Singing together. Leave we ...
Manuelzinho (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Half squatter, half tenant (no rent)- a sort of inheritance; white, in your thirties now, and supposed to supply me ...
The House Of Dust: Part 01: 06: Over the darkened city, the city of towers (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Over the darkened city, the city of towers, The city of a thousand gates, Over the gleaming terraced roofs, the ...
Senlin: His Dark Origins (Conrad Aiken Poem)
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
Senlin: His Futile Preoccupations (Conrad Aiken Poem)
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
The Scholar Gypsy (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes! No longer leave thy ...
Bored (Margaret Atwood Poem)
All those times I was bored out of my mind. Holding the log while he sawed it. Holding the string ...