A Country Life (Randall Jarrell Poem)
A bird that I don't know, Hunched on his light-pole like a scarecrow, Looks sideways out into the wheat The ...
Poems about dresses (31 Poems)
The Unpromised Land, Montgomery, Alabama (Andrew Hudgins Poem)
Despite the noon sun shimmering on Court Street, each day I leave my desk, and window-shop, waste time, and use ...
A Thought or Two on Reading Pomfret’s (James Henry Leigh Hunt Poems)
I have been reading Pomfret's "Choice" this spring, A pretty kind of--sort of--kind of thing, Not much a verse, and ...
DEATH-LAMENT OF THE NOBLE WIFE OF ASAN AGA. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
[From the Morlack.) WHAT is yonder white thing in the forest? Is it snow, or can it swans perchance be? ...
After the Presents (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
On the drive East on the way to Gramma's house presents unwrapped toys discovered Dressed in their Christmas dresses new ...
In their Winter Coats (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Warm in their new winter coats in the backseat on the way to Gramma's three angels dreaming Christmas carols on ...
Her Colors (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Utter incongruity jarred my drive to the coffeehouse My eye pulled to the cluster of prom dresses, dapper Dan's, bright ...
Three Treasures (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
They were today our three treasures happy and attentive compliant, well, enough enjoying the world and their company sisterly squabbles ...
The doll’s wooing (Eugene Field Poems)
The little French doll was a dear little doll Tricked out in the sweetest of dresses; Her eyes were of ...
The Old Man’s Calendar (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
OFT have I seen in wedlock with surprise, That most forgot from which true bliss would rise When marriage for ...
The Falcon (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
I RECOLLECT, that lately much I blamed, The sort of lover, avaricious named; And if in opposites we reason see, ...
Feronde (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
IN Eastern climes, by means considered new; The Mount's old-man, with terrors would pursue; His large domains howe'er were not ...
The Rubaiyat Of Omar Khayyam Of Naishapur (Edward Fitzgerald Poem)
1 Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of Night Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight: And ...
The Bistro Styx (Rita Dove Poem)
She was thinner, with a mannered gauntness as she paused just inside the double glass doors to survey the room, ...
We wear our sober Dresses when we die, (Emily Dickinson Poem)
We wear our sober Dresses when we die, But Summer, frilled as for a Holiday Adjourns her sigh -- (Emily ...
It’s coming — the postponeless Creature (Emily Dickinson Poems)
It's coming -- the postponeless Creature -- It gains the Block -- and now -- it gains the Door -- ...
Ballad Of The Despairing Husband (Robert Creeley Poem)
My wife and I lived all alone, contention was our only bone. I fought with her, she fought with me, ...
May (John Clare Poem)
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
Trebetherick (John Betjeman Poem)
We used to picnic where the thrift Grew deep and tufted to the edge; We saw the yellow foam flakes ...
The White Peacock (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
(France -- Ancient Regime.) I. Go away! Go away; I will not confess to you! His black biretta clings like ...
Part 7 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
Part 3 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
SEA, SEA RIDER The man who owned the bookstore was not magic. He was not a three-legged crow on the ...
Inheritance/Improvisation (Tiel Aisha Ansari Poem)
Inheritance. I wasn't raised to call myself Black, Indian, Chinese-- "You're human," said my parents. That was all. By the ...
Conversation (Ai Poem)
We smile at each other and I lean back against the wicker couch. How does it feel to be dead? ...
Memorial Day For The War Dead (Yehuda Amichai Poem)
Memorial day for the war dead. Add now the grief of all your losses to their grief, even of a ...
1. Song-Handsome Nell (Robert Burns Poems)
O ONCE I lov'd a bonie lass, Ay, and I love her still; And whilst that virtue warms my breast, ...
310. Tam o’ Shanter: A Tale (Robert Burns Poems)
WHEN chapman billies leave the street, And drouthy neibors, neibors, meet; As market days are wearing late, And folk begin ...
133. The Brigs of Ayr (Robert Burns Poems)
THE SIMPLE Bard, rough at the rustic plough, Learning his tuneful trade from ev'ry bough; The chanting linnet, or the ...
Tam O’Shanter (Robert Burns Poems)
A Tale "Of Brownyis and of Bogilis full is this Buke." -Gawin Douglas. When chapman billies leave the street, And ...
112. A Dream (Robert Burns Poems)
GUID-MORNIN' to our Majesty! May Heaven augment your blisses On ev'ry new birth-day ye see, A humble poet wishes. My ...