The Lost Child. Canto I. (George Jehoshaphat Mountain Poems)
I. OF all that men with zeal and ardour chace, Pour'd here and there on life's promiscuous ground,Some points are ...
Poems about evaporate (21 Poems)
Ye Wearie Wayfarer [A Dedication to the author of Holmby House” (Adam Lindsay Gordon Poems)
Fytte IBy Wood and Wold"Beneath the greenwood bough." — W. Scott.Lightly the breath of the spring wind blows, Though ...
The Old Leaven (Adam Lindsay Gordon Poems)
A DialogueMark:So, Maurice, you sail to-morrow, you say? And you may or may not return?Be sociable, man! for once in ...
The Mistress (Charlotte Dacre Poems)
To the Spirit of her Lover, Which, in the phrenzy occasioned by his loss, sheimagined to pursue continually her footsteps. ...
A Letter ToThe Same Person (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poems)
Sure of Success, to You I boldly write, Whilst Love do's ev'ry tender Line endite; Love, who is justly President ...
The Sun (Charles Baudelaire Poems)
Through the streets where at windows of old housesthe persian blinds hide secret luxuries,when the cruel sun strikes with redoubled ...
Cloud (Alfred Lichtenstein Poems)
A fog has destroyed the world so gently.Bloodless trees dissolve in smoke.And shadows hover where shrieks are heard.Burning beasts evaporate ...
The Vanity of Human Wishes (excerpts) (Samuel Johnson Poem)
1 Let observation with extensive view, 2 Survey mankind, from China to Peru; 3 Remark each anxious toil, each eager ...
Mollymook (Dale Harcombe Poem)
All week, in this rented house, sea spray and whispers of wind weave through the eucalypts, like a Sondheim melody. ...
The Guardian Angel Of The Little Utopia (Jorie Graham Poem)
Shall I move the flowers again? Shall I put them further to the left into the light? Win that fix ...
Widows (Louise Gluck Poem)
My mother's playing cards with my aunt, Spite and Malice, the family pastime, the game my grandmother taught all her ...
Where Is Your Bucket (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
I remember so clearly, the woman at the well challenging the One with immediate questions, thinking in the now, what ...
A Clutch of Pearls (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We snuck away outside after being in while they had a bit of lunch fresh rain hung in the air ...
June Morning (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Dawn on the lake The world is still. Water like a mirror. Land and water blur. Bold bright colors in ...
The Mandrake (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
FLORENTINE we now design to show;-- A greater blockhead ne'er appeared below; It seems a prudent woman he had wed, ...
Lady Love (Paul Eluard Poem)
She is standing on my eyelids And her hair is in my hair She has the color of my eye ...
It is an abhorrent thing (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
It is an abhorrent thing, this incarceration of your vulnerability, profoundly cruel in the way you were beaten to your ...
Memory (Michael Burch Poem)
A black ringlet curls to lie at the nape of her neck, glistening with sweat in the evaporate moonlight ... ...
M’Fingal – Canto IV (John Trumbull Poems)
Now Night came down, and rose full soon That patroness of rogues, the Moon; Beneath whose kind protecting ray, Wolves, ...
Wuthering Heights (Sylvia Plath Poems)
The horizons ring me like faggots, Tilted and disparate, and always unstable. Touched by a match, they might warm me, ...
Stings (Sylvia Plath Poems)
Bare-handed, I hand the combs. The man in white smiles, bare-handed, Our cheesecloth gauntlets neat and sweet, The throats of ...