Sancta Maria, Succurre Miseris (Amy Lowell Poem)
Dear Virgin Mary, far away, Look down from Heaven while I pray. Open your golden casement high, And lean way ...
Poems about glint (27 Poems)
The Red Lacquer Music-Stand (Amy Lowell Poem)
A music-stand of crimson lacquer, long since brought In some fast clipper-ship from China, quaintly wrought With bossed and carven ...
The Cremona Violin (Amy Lowell Poem)
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
Climbing (Amy Lowell Poem)
High up in the apple tree climbing I go, With the sky above me, the earth below. Each branch is ...
Azure and Gold (Amy Lowell Poem)
April had covered the hills With flickering yellows and reds, The sparkle and coolness of snow Was blown from the ...
Australian Engineers (Henry Lawson Poem)
Ah, well! but the case seems hopeless, and the pen might write in vain; The people gabble of old things ...
The Intruder (Carolyn Kizer Poem)
My mother-- preferring the strange to the tame: Dove-note, bone marrow, deer dung, Frog's belly distended with finny young, Leaf-mould ...
On the Shore of the Loch (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In the land of my ancestors by the ruins, going down to the shore the waters of the loch against ...
Out behind our yard (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Out behind our yard in the far right corner just to the right beyond the boundary, the fences a disturbed ...
Pushpins in the Park (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Three clear anchors Thrust into living flesh glint in the spring light Left to rust Piercings, Scars - Sentries to ...
Strand (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A glint of gossamer Single strand, Bowed in the wind Tethered to branch and bench Undulating, snapping Refracting when still ...
The great journalist in spain (Eugene Field Poem)
Good editor Dana--God bless him, we say-- Will soon be afloat on the main, Will be steaming away Through the ...
Do you know who is thinking of you? (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
If you start out every day in the same old gloomy way it's little wonder what other people think of ...
Lepanto (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun, And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run; There ...
Café Talk (Thomas Blackburn Poem)
'Of course,' I said, 'we cannot hope to find What we are looking for in anyone; They glitter, maybe, but ...
The Wood Nymph (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
A glint of her hair or a flash of her shoulder - That is the most I can boast to ...
Dining-Room Tea (Rupert Brooke Poem)
When you were there, and you, and you, Happiness crowned the night; I too, Laughing and looking, one of all, ...
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 ...
Winged Man (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
The moon, a sweeping scimitar, dipped in the stormy straits, The dawn, a crimson cataract, burst through the eastern gates, ...
Invitation To Miss Marianne Moore (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
From Brooklyn, over the Brooklyn Bridge, on this fine morning, please come flying. In a cloud of fiery pale chemicals, ...
The Toy Band (Sir Henry Newbolt Poems)
A Song of the Great Retreat Dreary lay the long road, dreary lay the town, Lights out and never a ...
Ghoti (Heather McHugh Poems)
The gh comes from rough, the o from women's, and the ti from unmentionables--presto: there's the perfect English instance of ...
William Jones (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
Once in a while a curious weed unknown to me, Needing a name from my books; Once in a while ...
The Wanderer (John Masefield Poems)
ALL day they loitered by the resting ships, Telling their beauties over, taking stock; At night the verdict left my ...
Many Soldiers (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
The idea danced before us as a flag; The sound of martial music; The thrill of carrying a gun; Advancement ...
Inheritance-His (Audre Lorde Poems)
I. My face resembles your face less and less each day. When I was young no one mistook whose child ...
Drying Their Wings (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
What the Carpenter Said THE moon's a cottage with a door. Some folks can see it plain. Look, you may ...