Poor Devil! (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
Well, I was tired of life; the silly folk, The tiresome noises, all the common things I loved once, crushed ...
Poems about iron (51 Poems)
Rain After a Vaudeville Show (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
The last pose flickered, failed. The screen's dead white Glared in a sudden flooding of harsh light Stabbing the eyes; ...
Witness (Eavan Boland Poem)
Here is the city- its worn-down mountains, its grass and iron, its smoky coast seen from the high roads on ...
Outside History (Eavan Boland Poem)
These are outsiders, always. These stars- these iron inklings of an Irish January, whose light happened thousands of years before ...
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 5 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing fancy. Somebody put some boards across the creek. That was it. The boards dammed ...
Mazeppa (Lord Byron Poem)
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
The Siege of Corinth (Lord Byron Poem)
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
The Giaour (Lord Byron Poem)
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
The Vision of Judgment (Lord Byron Poem)
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
The Prisoner of Chillon (Lord Byron Poem)
I My hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have ...
Dream Song 8: The weather was fine. They took away his teeth (John Berryman Poem)
The weather was fine. They took away his teeth, white & helpful; bothered his backhand; halved his green hair. They ...
That One (Jorge Luis Borges Poem)
Oh days devoted to the useless burden of putting out of mind the biography of a minor poet of the ...
A Serenade At The Villa (Robert Browning Poem)
I. That was I, you heard last night, When there rose no moon at all, Nor, to pierce the strained ...
Mesmerism (Robert Browning Poem)
I. All I believed is true! I am able yet All I want, to get By a method as strange ...
The Flight Of The Duchess (Robert Browning Poem)
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
Childe Roland To The Dark Tower Came (Robert Browning Poem)
I. My first thought was, he lied in every word, That hoary cripple, with malicious eye Askance to watch the ...
232. Song-The Day Returns (Robert Burns Poem)
THE DAY returns, my bosom burns, The blissful day we twa did meet: Tho' winter wild in tempest toil'd, Ne'er ...
247. Ode, Sacred to the Memory of Mrs. Oswald of Auchencruive (Robert Burns Poem)
DWELLER in yon dungeon dark, Hangman of creation! mark, Who in widow-weeds appears, Laden with unhonour'd years, Noosing with care ...
365. Lines on Fergusson, the Poet (Robert Burns Poem)
ILL-FATED genius! Heaven-taught Fergusson! What heart that feels and will not yield a tear, To think Life's sun did set ...
Seascape (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
This celestial seascape, with white herons got up as angels, flying high as they want and as far as they ...
The Moose (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
From narrow provinces of fish and bread and tea, home of the long tides where the bay leaves the sea ...
Sestina (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
September rain falls on the house. In the failing light, the old grandmother sits in the kitchen with the child ...
Love Lies Sleeping (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Earliest morning, switching all the tracks that cross the sky from cinder star to star, coupling the ends of streets ...
The Window (Conrad Aiken Poem)
She looks out in the blue morning and sees a whole wonderful world she looks out in the morning and ...
The House Of Dust: Part 02: 02: The Fulfilled Dream (Conrad Aiken Poem)
More towers must yet be built-more towers destroyed- Great rocks hoisted in air; And he must seek his bread in ...
Discordants (Conrad Aiken Poem)
I. (Bread and Music) Music I heard with you was more than music, And bread I broke with you was ...
Robin Redbreast (William Allingham Poem)
Good-bye, good-bye to Summer! For Summer's nearly done; The garden smiling faintly, Cool breezes in the sun; Our Thrushes now ...
Yad Mordechai (Yehuda Amichai Poem)
Yad Mordechai. Those who fell here still look out the windows like sick children who are not allowed outside to ...
Sohrab and Rustum (Matthew Arnold Poem)
And the first grey of morning fill'd the east, And the fog rose out of the Oxus stream. But all ...