Nell Flaherty’s Drake (Anonymous Poems)
MY NAME it is Nell, right candid I tell,And I live near a dell I ne'er will deny,I had a ...
Poems about hughes (21 Poems)
A Home in Dakar (Margaret Danner Poems)
When the African Arts,home again,became host of the hour,their essence breezed into holidays,holidays for thosedressed in their tans, browns, and ...
Dream Song 172 (John Berryman Poems)
Your face broods from my table, Suicide.Your force came on like a torrent toward the endof agony and wrath.You were ...
The Rhetoric of Langston Hughes (Margaret Danner Poems)
While some "rap" over this turmoilof who was Blackest firstand the ins and outs of the Spiritualsand the Bluesand how ...
The Coming Boat Race (E W Bowling Poems)
OXFORD. CAMBRIDGE. 1. R. T. RAIKES. ...
Limericks (Dante Gabriel Rossetti Poems)
THERE is a big artist named Val, The roughs' and the prize-fighters' pal: The mind of a groom And the ...
A Love Letter (C J Dennis Poems)
Dearest!You know you ever ARE the nearestTo my fond heart.Joking apart,I swear, by all the silly stars above you,Darling, I ...
In The Doldrums (C J Dennis Poems)
Friends!Have you, too, noticed that calm which descendsUpon affairs today?Search as we may,The papers have few things indeed to sayOf ...
The Dark Horse (C J Dennis Poems)
Do you know this mysterious, serious Watt --Who sits at the game with the cards in his sleeve; Watching and ...
It’s No Joke to One Bloke (C J Dennis Poems)
Dear Comrade: In the game of politicsA Senator gits quite enough of kicks Without 'is photer sittin' in the press ...
Fishing Song: To J.A. Froude and Tom Hughes (Charles Kingsley Poems)
Oh, Mr. Froude, how wise and good,To point us out this way to glory—They're no great shakes, those Snowdon Lakes,And ...
Langston Blues (Dudley Randall Poems)
Your lips were so laughingLangston manyour lips were so singingminstrel manhow death could touch themhard to understandYour lips that laughedand ...
The Sick Stockrider (Adam Lindsay Gordon Poem)
Hold hard, Ned! Lift me down once more, and lay me in the shade. Old man, you've had your work ...
New Hampshire (Robert Frost Poem)
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
Dream Song 172: Your face broods (John Berryman Poem)
Your face broods from my table, Suicide. Your force came on like a torrent toward the end of agony and ...
AN EVENING OF POETRY (Barry Tebb Poems)
Arriving for a reading an hour too early: Ruefully, the general manager stopped putting out the chairs. "You don't get ...
A CALL TO ARMS (Barry Tebb Poems)
It was like chucking-out time In a rough Victorian pub Cherubic Dylan was first to go Lachrymose but with a ...
HUGHES’ VOICE IN MY HEAD (Barry Tebb Poems)
As soon as we crossed into Yorkshire Hughes' voice assailed me, unmistakable Gravel and honey, a raw celebration of rain ...
Jubilate Agno: Fragment B, Part 3 (Christopher Smart Poems)
For a Man is to be looked upon in that which he excells as on a prospect. For there be ...
Wirers (Siegfried Sassoon Poems)
'Pass it along, the wiring party's going out'- And yawning sentries mumble, 'Wirers going out.' Unravelling; twisting; hammering stakes with ...
Twelve Months After (Siegfried Sassoon Poems)
Hullo! here's my platoon, the lot I had last year. 'The war'll be over soon.' 'What 'opes?' 'No bloody fear!' ...