1777 (Amy Lowell Poem)
I The Trumpet-Vine Arbour The throats of the little red trumpet-flowers are wide open, And the clangour of brass beats ...
Poems about elbow (31 Poems)
An Embroidery (Denise Levertov Poem)
Rose Red's hair is brown as fur and shines in firelight as she prepares supper of honey and apples, curds ...
To Failure (Philip Larkin Poem)
You do not come dramatically, with dragons That rear up with my life between their paws And dash me butchered ...
Why Did I Dream Of You Last Night? (Philip Larkin Poem)
Why did I dream of you last night? Now morning is pushing back hair with grey light Memories strike home, ...
Endymion: Book I (John Keats Poem)
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
Hyperion (John Keats Poem)
BOOK I Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from ...
What Do You Do About Dry Periods In Your Writing? (Richard Jones Poem)
When the writing is going well, I am a prince in a desert palace, fountains flowing in the garden. I ...
Love’s Strategems (Donald Justice Poems)
But these maneuverings to avoid The touching of hands, These shifts to keep the eyes employed On objects more or ...
Chorus From Oedipus At Colonos (Anthony Hecht Poem)
What is unwisdom but the lusting after Longevity: to be old and full of days! For the vast and unremitting ...
The Lads in Their Hundreds (A. E. Housman Poem)
The lads in their hundreds to Ludlow come in for the fair, There's men from the barn and the forge ...
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 ...
Harry Ploughman (Gerard Manley Hopkins Poem)
Hard as hurdle arms, with a broth of goldish flue Breathed round; the rack of ribs; the scooped flank; lank ...
Keeping Going (Seamus Heaney Poem)
The piper coming from far away is you With a whitewash brush for a sporran Wobbling round you, a kitchen ...
the adventures (from frederick and the enchantress – dance drama) (Rg Gregory Poem)
(i) introduction his home in ruins his parents gone frederick seeks to reclaim his throne to the golden mountain he ...
MORNING LAMENT. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
OH thou cruel deadly-lovely maiden, Tell me what great sin have I committed, That thou keep'st me to the rack ...
The Hum of the Fan (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
All is quiet in the house, girls asleep, slowing down the only sound my fingers clicking these words the purr ...
A cat on a wire (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A short chain-link fence ran along the sidewalk in front of the old New Englander the short front yard just ...
The Mountain (Robert Frost Poem)
The mountain held the town as in a shadow I saw so much before I slept there once: I noticed ...
The ‘Ole in the Ark (Marriott Edgar Poems)
One evening at dusk as Noah stood on his Ark, Putting green oil in starboard side lamp, His wife came ...
Chaplinesque (Hart Crane Poem)
We will make our meek adjustments, Contented with such random consolations As the wind deposits In slithered and too ample ...
Christabel (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
A Prisoner in a Dungeon Deep (Anne Bronte Poem)
A prisoner in a dungeon deep Sat musing silently; His head was rested on his hand, His elbow on his ...
A list of some observation… (Joseph Brodsky Poem)
A list of some observation. In a corner, it's warm. A glance leaves an imprint on anything it's dwelt on. ...
Not What Was Meant (Bertolt Brecht Poem)
When the Academy of Arts demanded freedom Of artistic expression from narrow-minded bureaucrats There was a howl and a clamour ...
Thoughts On The Shape Of The Human Body (Rupert Brooke Poem)
How can we find? how can we rest? how can We, being gods, win joy, or peace, being man? We, ...
493. Song-Contented wi’ little, and cantie wi’ mair (Robert Burns Poems)
CONTENTED wi' little, and cantie wi' mair, Whene'er I forgather wi' Sorrow and Care, I gie them a skelp as ...
549. Epistle to Colonel de Peyster (Robert Burns Poem)
MY honor'd Colonel, deep I feel Your interest in the Poet's weal; Ah! now sma' heart hae I to speel ...
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 ...
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 ...
The Road That Runs Beside The River (Thomas Lux Poems)
follows the river as it bends along the valley floor, going the way it must. Where water goes, so goes ...