Out of The Annexe (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
It grew out of the Annexe and our Corps in a world at peace while our army trained, magnificent in ...
Poems about embrace (51 Poems)
Night’s sentinel (Ivan Donn Carswell Poems)
Even tonight will pass into memory's oblivion, doomed, despite an ardent reunion of once estranged yet precisely matched parts, to ...
A Song of Departure (Li Ching Chao Poem)
Warm rain and soft breeze by turns Have just broken And driven away the chill. Moist as the pussy willows, ...
A Hymn to the Name and Honour of the Admirable Saint Teresa (Richard Crashaw Poem)
LOVE, thou are absolute, sole Lord Of life and death. To prove the word, We'll now appeal to none of ...
Ode to Winter (Thomas Campbell Poem)
When first the fiery-mantled sun His heavenly race begun to run; Round the earth and ocean blue, His children four ...
Gertrude of Wyoming (Thomas Campbell Poem)
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
Boo to Buddha (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
So it is eighteen years, Helena, since we met! A season so endears, Nor you nor I forget The fresh ...
Boo to Buddha (Aleister Crowley Poem)
So it is eighteen years, Helena, since we met! A season so endears, Nor you nor I forget The fresh ...
The Blossing Of The Solitary Date-Tree (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Beneath the blaze of a tropical sun the mountain peaks are the Thrones of Frost, through the absence of objects ...
To The Rev. George Coleridge (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Notus in fratres animi paterni. Hor. Carm. lib.II.2. A bless?d lot hath he, who having passed His youth and early ...
Love (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his ...
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!- ...
The Shroud of Color (Countee Cullen Poem)
"Lord, being dark," I said, "I cannot bear The further touch of earth, the scented air; Lord, being dark, forewilled ...
thought for Thursday (Jonathan Bohrn Poem)
Tomorrow's Thursday again, swept with the days' meandering flow: this, that, and the week goes, hearing time splash through cracks. ...
A poem on divine revelation (Hugh Henry Brackenridge Poem)
This is a day of happiness, sweet peace, And heavenly sunshine; upon which conven'd In full assembly fair, once more ...
To Marianne Moore (Carlos Barbarito Poem)
If the idea of immortality is excluded, there remains dust, grass, water that forms puddles, the branch from which the ...
The Growth of Love (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
From ‘The Testament of Beauty’ (Robert Seymour Bridges Poems)
'Twas at that hour of beauty when the setting sun squandereth his cloudy bed with rosy hues, to flood his ...
Parting (Bertolt Brecht Poem)
We embrace. Rich cloth under my fingers While yours touch poor fabric. A quick embrace You were invited for dinner ...
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 ...
Thanatopsis (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
To him who in the love of nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language; for ...
Inscription for the Entrance to a Wood (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
Stranger, if thou hast learned a truth which needs No school of long experience, that the world Is full of ...
The Wayfarers (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Is it the hour? We leave this resting-place Made fair by one another for a while. Now, for a god-speed, ...
Dead Men’s Love (Rupert Brooke Poems)
There was a damned successful Poet; There was a Woman like the Sun. And they were dead. They did not ...
The Old Vicarage, Granchester (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Just now the lilac is in bloom, All before my little room; And in my flower-beds, I think, Smile the ...
Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front (Wendell Berry Poem)
Love the quick profit, the annual raise, vacation with pay. Want more of everything ready-made. Be afraid to know your ...
Another (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
Phoebus make haste, the day's too long, be gone, The silent night's the fittest time for moan; But stay this ...
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 ...
To M. S. G. (Lord Byron Poem)
Whene'er I view those lips of thine, Their hue invites my fervent kiss; Yet, I forego that bliss divine, Alas! ...
And Thou Art Dead, As Young and Fair (Lord Byron Poem)
And thou art dead, as young and fair As aught of mortal birth; And form so soft, and charms so ...