Ode To Broken Things (Pablo Neruda Poems)
Things get broken at home like they were pushed by an invisible, deliberate smasher. It's not my hands or yours It wasn't the girls with their hard ...
Poems about fingernails (21 Poems)
A Grandson in Hoticeberg (Margaret Danner Poems)
A grandson isnotthe wing-sprouting cherubthat I, as doting grandmotherhave persisted in seeing and showing.A grandson is a hot ice berg.that cannot retain or disdain,with ...
In Memory of My Feelings (Frank O’Hara Poems)
My quietness has a man in it, he is transparentand he carries me quietly, like a gondola, through the streets.He ...
Possessions (Ken Smith Poems)
They spent my life plotting against me.With nothing to do but cultivate themselves,but to be there, aligning their shadows,they were ...
Sonnet XI (Pablo Neruda Poems)
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.Bread does not nourish me, dawn ...
And the Seventh Dream is the Dream of Isis (David Gascoyne Poems)
1white curtains of infinite fatiguedominating the starborn heritage of the colonies of St Franciswhite curtains of tortured destiniesinheriting the calamities ...
Entering A Life (Ernesto Trejo Poems)
Once I was in love & I think I loved that girlmuch more than she loved me. Would I heal?Would ...
I Am Visited By An Editor And A Poet (Charles Bukowski Poems)
I had just won $115 from the headshakers and was naked upon my bed listening to an opera by one ...
Goya (Conrad Potter Aiken Poems)
Goya drew a pig on a wall. The five-year-old hairdresser's son Saw, graved on a silver tray, The lion; and ...
On God: The Gravest Of Our Deficiency Diseases (Agnes Nemes Nagy Poems)
Admit it, my Lord, this just won't do. It just won't do to create like this. To put such an ...
Moo Cow Moo (Edmund Vance Cooke Poems)
My papa held me up to the Moo Cow MooSo close I could almost touch,And I fed him a couple ...
Magical Mystery Tour (Charles Bukowski Poems)
I am in this low-slung sports carpainted a deep, rich yellowdriving under an Italian sun.I have a British accent.I'm wearing ...
Bad Day At The Beauty Salon (Maggie Estep Poem)
I was a 20 year old unemployed receptionist with dyed orange dreadlocks sprouting out of my skull. I needed a ...
The Waste Land (T. S. Eliot Poem)
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
The Visible, The Untrue (Hart Crane Poem)
Yes, I being the terrible puppet of my dreams, shall lavish this on you- the dense mine of the orchid, ...
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. ...
Question And Answer (Charles Bukowski Poems)
he sat naked and drunk in a room of summer night, running the blade of the knife under his fingernails, ...
The Evil Eye (Anne Sexton Poems)
It comes oozing out of flowers at night, it comes out of the rain if a snake looks skyward, it ...
The Earth (Anne Sexton Poems)
God loafs around heaven, without a shape but He would like to smoke His cigar or bite His fingernails and ...
White (Charles Simic Poems)
A New Version: 1980 What is that little black thing I see there in the white? Walt Whitman One Out ...
Gentleman Alone (Pablo Neruda Poems)
The young maricones and the horny muchachas, The big fat widows delirious from insomnia, The young wives thirty hours' pregnant, ...