Worthy Places (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
There were some worthy places where we could escape, avoid the heavy weight of living in a densely peopled space; ...
Poems about escape (51 Poems)
No conscience in escape (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Should you be allowed sole privilege of unconscionable martyrdom? This affliction is self-pity brought by suffering as penitent to unrequited ...
Days of the slow roll (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
It was the days of the slow roll, times when we dextrously dressed our hand-rolled cigarettes with a dearth of ...
On the Disastrous Spread of Aestheticism in all Classes (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
Impetuously I sprang from bed, Long before lunch was up, That I might drain the dizzy dew From the day's ...
A Catalpa Tree On West Twelfth Street (Amy Clampitt Poem)
While the sun stops, or seems to, to define a term for the indeterminable, the human aspect, here in the ...
Welcome Cross (William Cowper Poem)
'Tis my happiness below Not to live without the cross, But the Saviour's power to know, Sanctifying every loss; Trials ...
The Buddhist (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
There never was a face as fair as yours, A heart as true, a love as pure and keen. These ...
The Buddhist (Aleister Crowley Poem)
There never was a face as fair as yours, A heart as true, a love as pure and keen. These ...
The Friar’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. This worthy limitour, this noble Frere, He made always a manner louring cheer* *countenance Upon the Sompnour; but ...
The Three Voices (Lewis Carroll Poem)
The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze ...
Cleansings (Michael Burch Poem)
Walk here among the walking scepters. Learn inhuman patience. Flesh can only cleave to bone this tightly if their hearts ...
ABOUT WHAT RUNS AWAY (Luis Benitez Poem)
To think that Spinoza died polishing eyeglasses. That Blake got tired at a printer's shop waiting for that day's conversation ...
California Plush (Frank Bidart Poem)
The only thing I miss about Los Angeles is the Hollywood Freeway at midnight, windows down and radio blaring bearing ...
The Children Dancing (Laurence Binyon Poem)
Away, sad thoughts, and teasing Perplexities, away! Let other blood go freezing, We will be wise and gay. For here ...
Low Barometer (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
The south-wind strengthens to a gale, Across the moon the clouds fly fast, The house is smitten as with a ...
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 ...
Hymn To Death (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
Oh! could I hope the wise and pure in heart Might hear my song without a frown, nor deem My ...
He’s on the porch (Yosa Buson Poems)
He's on the porch, to escape the wife and kids-- how hot it is! (Yosa Buson)
Do not be ashamed (Wendell Berry Poem)
You will be walking some night in the comfortable dark of your yard and suddenly a great light will shine ...
Sonnet (Louise Bogan Poem)
Since you would claim the sources of my thought Recall the meshes whence it sprang unlimed, The reedy traps which ...
Part 10 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
The Siege of Corinth (Lord Byron Poem)
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
Mazeppa (Lord Byron Poem)
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
Bride of Abydos, The (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 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 Prisoner of Chillon (Lord Byron Poem)
I My hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have ...
Lara (Lord Byron Poem)
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Dream Song 41: If we sang in the wood (and Death is a German expert) (John Berryman Poem)
If we sang in the wood (and Death is a German expert) while snows flies, chill, after so frequent knew ...
Cleon (Robert Browning Poem)
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
Mesmerism (Robert Browning Poem)
I. All I believed is true! I am able yet All I want, to get By a method as strange ...