A Poet Is Not a Jukebox (Dudley Randall Poems)
A poet is not a jukebox, so don't tell me what to write. I read a dear friend a poem ...
Poems about jukebox (8 Poems)
Summer (Conrad Potter Aiken Poems)
Absolute zero: the locust sings: summer's caught in eternity's rings: the rock explodes, the planet dies, we shovel up our ...
Deer Dancer (Joy Harjo Poem)
Nearly everyone had left that bar in the middle of winter except the hardcore.It was the coldest night of the ...
Death Of The Kapowsin Tavern (Richard Hugo Poem)
I can't ridge it back again from char. Not one board left. Only ash a cat explores and shattered glass ...
Howl (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves ...
Songs For A Colored Singer (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
I A washing hangs upon the line, but it's not mine. None of the things that I can see belong ...
Dreams (Lisa Zaran Poems)
It is later than late, the simmered down darkness of the jukebox hour. The hour of drunkenness and cigarettes. The ...
The Star-Apple Kingdom (Derek Walcott Poems)
There were still shards of an ancient pastoral in those shires of the island where the cattle drank their pools ...