The Most Beautiful Woman In Town (Charles Bukowski Poem)
Cass was the youngest and most beautiful of 5 sisters. Cass was the most beautiful girl in town. 1/2 Indian ...
Poems about keep (49 Poems)
Girl In A Miniskirt Reading The Bible Outside My Window (Charles Bukowski Poem)
Sunday, I am eating a grapefruit, church is over at the Russian Orthadox to the west. she is dark of ...
Manuelzinho (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Half squatter, half tenant (no rent)- a sort of inheritance; white, in your thirties now, and supposed to supply me ...
To The Whore Who Took My Poems (Charles Bukowski Poem)
some say we should keep personal remorse from the poem, stay abstract, and there is some reason in this, but ...
I Made A Mistake (Charles Bukowski Poem)
I reached up into the top of the closet and took out a pair of blue panties and showed them ...
Cape Breton (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Out on the high "bird islands," Ciboux and Hertford, the razorbill auks and the silly-looking puffins all stand with their ...
Strayed Crab (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
This is not my home. How did I get so far from water? It must be over that way somewhere. ...
Exchanging Hats (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Unfunny uncles who insist in trying on a lady's hat, --oh, even if the joke falls flat, we share your ...
The Man-Moth (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Man-Moth: Newspaper misprint for "mammoth." Here, above, cracks in the buldings are filled with battered moonlight. The whole shadow of ...
The Bight (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
At low tide like this how sheer the water is. White, crumbling ribs of marl protrude and ...
Questions of Travel (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
There are too many waterfalls here; the crowded streams hurry too rapidly down to the sea, and the pressure of ...
In The Waiting Room (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
In Worcester, Massachusetts, I went with Aunt Consuelo to keep her dentist's appointment and sat and waited for her in ...
Choose your obsessions… (Siddharth Anand Poem)
Choose your obsessions For they are unworthy possessions Trojan horses They bind you Without you realizing They hinder your natural ...
At His Grave (Alfred Austin Poem)
LEAVE me a little while alone, Here at his grave that still is strown With crumbling flower and wreath; The ...
Man in a Window (Ralph Angel Poem)
I don't know man trust is a precious thing a kind of humility Offer it to a snake and get ...
The House Of Dust: Part 04: 06: Cinema (Conrad Aiken Poem)
As evening falls, The walls grow luminous and warm, the walls Tremble and glow with the lives within them moving, ...
Nocturne Of Remembered Spring (Conrad Aiken Poem)
I. Moonlight silvers the tops of trees, Moonlight whitens the lilac shadowed wall And through the evening fall, Clearly, as ...
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. ...
Morning Song Of Senlin (Conrad Aiken Poem)
from Senlin: A Biography It is morning, Senlin says, and in the morning When the light drips through the shutters ...
In Snow (William Allingham Poem)
O English mother, in the ruddy glow Hugging your baby closer when outside You see the silent, soft, and cruel ...
Adieu to Belshanny (William Allingham Poem)
Adieu to Belashanny! where I was bred and born; Go where I may, I'll think of you, as sure as ...
The Sale of Saint Thomas (Lascelles Abercrombie Poem)
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
My Kingdom (Louisa May Alcott Poem)
A little kingdom I possess where thoughts and feelings dwell, And very hard I find the task of governing it ...
Inferno Canto03 (Dante Alighieri Poem)
Per me si va ne la citt? dolente, per me si va ne l'etterno dolore, per me si va tra ...
Rivulose (A. R. Ammons Poem)
You think the ridge hills flowing, breaking with ups and downs will, though, building constancy into the black foreground for ...
Identity (A. R. Ammons Poem)
1) An individual spider web identifies a species: an order of instinct prevails through all accidents of circumstance, though possibility ...
Self-Portrait in a Convex Mirror (John Ashbery Poem)
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
Lying in me (Anna Akhmatova Poem)
Lying in me, as though it were a white Stone in the depths of a well, is one Memory that ...
Ein Yahav (Yehuda Amichai Poem)
A night drive to Ein Yahav in the Arava Desert, a drive in the rain. Yes, in the rain. There ...
Progress (Matthew Arnold Poem)
The Master stood upon the mount, and taught. He saw a fire in his disciples' eyes; 'The old law', they ...