The Boundary Rider (Thomas William Heney Poems)
THE BRIDLE reins hang loose in the hold of his lean left hand;As the tether gives, the horse bends browsing ...
Poems about infrequent (15 Poems)
On Leaving His Wife in Ihami (II) (Kakinomoto no Asomi Hitomaro Poems)
By Kara's cape(what sea-babble Kara hears)the seaweed risesfrom the ocean floorby ivy-clothed Ihami,and all along the sea sandsfloat fine sea-tangles.So, ...
Clearing (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
Before the wind, with rain-drowned stocks,The pleated crimson hollyhocks Are bending;And, smouldering in the breaking brown,Above the hills that edge the ...
Her Portrait (Francis Thompson Poems)
Oh, but the heavenly grammar did I holdOf that high speech which angels' tongues turn gold!So should her deathless beauty ...
When Nobody Listens (Franklin Pierce Adams Poems)
_At not at all infrequent spells I hear--and so do you--The tales that everybody tells And no one listens to._"You ...
The Snow Storm (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
No hawk hangs over in this air:The urgent snow is everywhere.The wing adroiter than a sailMust lean away from such ...
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 ...
Santa Fe In Winter (Deborah Ager Poem)
The city is closing for the night. Stores draw their blinds one by one, and it's dark again, save for ...
IX (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
Can it be right to give what I can give ? To let thee sit beneath the fall of tears ...
Sonnet 09 – Can it be right to give what I can give? (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
Can it be right to give what I can give? To let thee sit beneath the fall of tears As ...
Many Are Called (Edwin Arlington Robinson Poems)
The Lord Apollo, who has never died, Still holds alone his immemorial reign, Supreme in an impregnable domain That with ...
Isaac and Archibald (Edwin Arlington Robinson Poems)
(To Mrs. Henry Richards) Isaac and Archibald were two old men. I knew them, and I may have laughed at ...
Tasker Norcross (Edwin Arlington Robinson Poems)
"Whether all towns and all who live in them- So long as they be somewhere in this world That we ...
April 18 (Sylvia Plath Poems)
the slime of all my yesterdays rots in the hollow of my skull and if my stomach would contract because ...
The Snow Storm (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
No hawk hangs over in this air: The urgent snow is everywhere. The wing adroiter than a sail Must lean ...