A Fit of Rhyme against Rhyme (Ben Jonson Poem)
Rhyme, the rack of finest wits, That expresseth but by fits True conceit, Spoiling senses of their treasure, Cozening judgment ...
Poems about invented (31 Poems)
Rune of the Finland Woman (Marilyn Hacker Poem)
For Sára Karig "You are so wise," the reindeer said, "you can bind the winds of the world in a ...
Another Awkward Stage Of Convalescence (Bob Hicok Poem)
Drunk, I kissed the moon where it stretched on the floor. I'd removed happiness from a green bottle, both sipped ...
Discontents In Devon (Robert Herrick Poem)
More discontents I never had Since I was born, than here; Where I have been, and still am, sad, In ...
the eyes that haunt me (Rg Gregory Poem)
there are eyes that refuse to exist in the fresh air - they are invented by the lies of paint ...
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 ...
An Apology for my fearfull temper (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
Tis true of courage I'm no mistress No Boadicia nor Thalestriss Nor shall I e'er be famed hereafter For such ...
Initial Love (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Venus, when her son was lost, Cried him up and down the coast, In hamlets, palaces, and parks, And told ...
Favrile (Mark Doty Poem)
Glassmakers, at century's end, compounded metallic lusters in reference to natural sheens (dragonfly and beetle wings, marbled light on kerosene) ...
Absalom And Achitophel (John Dryden Poem)
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
Television (Roald Dahl Poem)
The most important thing we've learned, So far as children are concerned, Is never, NEVER, NEVER let Them near your ...
“Mike Teavee…” (Roald Dahl Poem)
The most important thing we've learned, So far as children are concerned, Is never, NEVER, NEVER let Them near your ...
How soft this Prison is (Emily Dickinson Poem)
How soft this Prison is How sweet these sullen bars No Despot but the King of Down Invented this repose ...
America (Robert Creeley Poem)
America, you ode for reality! Give back the people you took. Let the sun shine again on the four corners ...
That Bright Chimeric Beast (Countee Cullen Poem)
That bright chimeric beast Conceived yet never born, Save in the poet's breast, The white-flanked unicorn, Never may be shaken ...
The Sea (Lewis Carroll Poem)
There are certain things -a spider, a ghost, The income-tax, gout, an umbrella for three - That I hate, but ...
A Sea Dirge (Lewis Carroll Poem)
There are certain things--as, a spider, a ghost, The income-tax, gout, an umbrella for three-- That I hate, but the ...
ABOUT WHAT RUNS AWAY (Luis Benitez Poem)
To think that Spinoza died polishing eyeglasses. That Blake got tired at a printer's shop waiting for that day's conversation ...
O Germany, Pale Mother! (Bertolt Brecht Poem)
Let others speak of her shame, I speak of my own. O Germany, pale mother! How soiled you are As ...
Part 10 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
Part 4 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
THE AUTOPSY OF TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA This is the autopsy of Trout Fishing in America as if Trout Fishing ...
A Letter From Li Po (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon. ...
Something For The Touts, The Nuns, The Grocery Clerks, And You . . . (Charles Bukowski Poems)
we have everything and we have nothing and some men do it in churches and some men do it by ...
To God the Father (Katherine Mansfield Poems)
To the little, pitiful God I make my prayer, The God with the long grey beard And flowing robe fastened ...
On Angels (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
All was taken away from you: white dresses, wings, even existence. Yet I believe you, messengers. There, where the world ...
Paradise Lost: Book 02 (John Milton Poems)
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
Paradise Lost: Book 09 (John Milton Poems)
No more of talk where God or Angel guest With Man, as with his friend, familiar us'd, To sit indulgent, ...
Paradise Lost: Book 04 (John Milton Poems)
O, for that warning voice, which he, who saw The Apocalypse, heard cry in Heaven aloud, Then when the Dragon, ...
For A Coming Extinction (W. S. Merwin Poems)
Gray whale Now that we are sinding you to The End That great god Tell him That we who follow ...
What Work Is (Philip Levine Poems)
We stand in the rain in a long line waiting at Ford Highland Park. For work. You know what work ...