Reunion (Carolyn Kizer Poem)
For more than thirty years we hadn't met. I remembered the bright query of your face, That single-minded look,intense and ...
Poems about interview (31 Poems)
Around the puddle (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The drying puddle of soda almost invisible to the eye like the oasis in the desert the ancient watering hole ...
The ants in our kitchen (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The ants in our kitchen walking round and round wondering what to do, what would E.O. Wilson think? Sugar ants ...
Liquid Words (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Liquid words spoken in the mist aerosol language complex and clear blended words drifting on the wind April 23, 2010 ...
Scent Messages (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Something to learn the intricacy of their language scent messages blowing in the wind Smells, not words chemical conversation scent, ...
Aerosol Messages (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The wondrous ant as many as us speaking to each other not in words, not with sight aerosol messages spoken ...
Beauty (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The question on "what is beauty" my mind immediately calling up the quote, "beauty is in the eye of the ...
Dogwoods of Yale (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A walk in spring to calm interview nerves smell of dogwood a burst of soft color, if pastels can burst, ...
Preparing (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Preparing for an interview is it the one, that I have been hoping for the one that I see myself ...
The Muleteer (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
THE Lombard princes oft pervade my mind; The present tale Boccace relates you'll find; Agiluf was the noble monarch's name; ...
King Candaules And The Doctor Of Laws (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
IN life oft ills from self-imprudence spring; As proof, Candaules' story we will bring; In folly's scenes the king was ...
Elegy XVI: On His Mistress (John Donne Poem)
By our first strange and fatal interview, By all desires which thereof did ensue, By our long starving hopes, by ...
Were it to be the last (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Were it to be the last How infinite would be What we did not suspect was marked -- Our final ...
Spring is the Period (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Spring is the Period Express from God. Among the other seasons Himself abide, But during March and April None stir ...
Image of Light, Adieu — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Image of Light, Adieu -- Thanks for the interview -- So long -- so short -- Preceptor of the whole ...
If anybody’s friend be dead (Emily Dickinson Poems)
If anybody's friend be dead It's sharpest of the theme The thinking how they walked alive -- At such and ...
His voice decrepit was with Joy — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
His voice decrepit was with Joy -- Her words did totter so How old the News of Love must be ...
A Visitor in Marl (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A Visitor in Marl -- Who influences Flowers -- Till they are orderly as Busts -- And Elegant -- as ...
‘Twas a long Parting — but the time (Emily Dickinson Poems)
'Twas a long Parting -- but the time For Interview -- had Come -- Before the Judgment Seat of God ...
A Charm invests a face (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A Charm invests a face Imperfectly beheld -- The Lady date not lift her Veil For fear it be dispelled ...
The only Ghost I ever saw (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The only Ghost I ever saw Was dressed in Mechlin -- so -- He wore no sandal on his foot ...
Uncommon common sense (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
The other day I listened to a man on the radio who made uncommon common sense, 'specially since it was ...
Phantasmagoria Canto I (The Trystyng ) (Lewis Carroll Poem)
ONE winter night, at half-past nine, Cold, tired, and cross, and muddy, I had come home, too late to dine, ...
Dream Song 55: Peter’s not friendly. He gives me sideways looks (John Berryman Poems)
Peter's not friendly. He gives me sideways looks. The architecture is far from reassuring. I feel uneasy. A pity,â?"the interview ...
A Soldier’s Reprieve (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
'Twas in the United States of America some years ago An aged father sat at his fireside with his heart ...
An Address to the Rev. George Gilfillan (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
All hail to the Rev. George Gilfillan of Dundee, He is the greatest preacher I did ever hear or see. ...
The Troubles of Matthew Mahoney (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
In a little town in Devonshire, in the mellow September moonlight, A gentleman passing along a street saw a pitiful ...
Modern Love XXXVI: My Lady unto Madam (George Meredith Poems)
My Lady unto Madam makes her bow. The charm of women is, that even while You're probed by them for ...
Paradise Lost: Book 06 (John Milton Poems)
All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued, Through Heaven's wide champain held his way; till Morn, Waked by the circling Hours, ...
Paradise Lost: Book 11 (John Milton Poems)
Undoubtedly he will relent, and turn From his displeasure; in whose look serene, When angry most he seemed and most ...