Woodchucks (Maxine Kumin Poem)
Gassing the woodchucks didn't turn out right. The knockout bomb from the Feed and Grain Exchange was featured as merciful, ...
Poems about killer (21 Poems)
You Must n’t Swim… (Rudyard Kipling Poems)
You must n't swim till you're six weeks old, Or your head will be sunk by your heels; And summer ...
Outsong in the Jungle (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
For the sake of him who showed One wise Frog the Jungle-Road, Keep the Law the Man-Pack make For thy ...
The Law of the Jungle (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
(From The Jungle Book) Now this is the Law of the Jungle -- as old and as true as the ...
The Criminal V (Khalil Gibran Poem)
A young man of strong body, weakened by hunger, sat on the walker's portion of the street stretching his hand ...
A Poet’s Voice XV (Khalil Gibran Poems)
Part One The power of charity sows deep in my heart, and I reap and gather the wheat in bundles ...
Fruit Flies (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
He was a real lady killer a women's man for sure an entomologist in training he had fruit flies growing, ...
Vergissmeinnicht (Keith Douglas Poem)
Three weeks gone and the combatants gone returning over the nightmare ground we found the place again, and found the ...
Under Siege (Mahmoud Darwish Poem)
Here on the slopes of hills, facing the dusk and the cannon of time Close to the gardens of broken ...
The Worlds in this World (Laure-Anne Bosselaar Poem)
Doors were left open in heaven again: drafts wheeze, clouds wrap their ripped pages around roofs and trees. Like wet ...
Dream Song 265: I don’t know one damned butterfly from another (John Berryman Poems)
I don't know one damned butterfly from another my ignorance of the stars is formidable, also of dogs & ferns ...
The Burglar Of Babylon (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
On the fair green hills of Rio There grows a fearful stain: The poor who come to Rio And can't ...
Big Night On The Town (Charles Bukowski Poems)
drunk on the dark streets of some city, it's night, you're lost, where's your room? you enter a bar to ...
Death Wants More Death (Charles Bukowski Poems)
death wants more death, and its webs are full: I remember my father's garage, how child-like I would brush the ...
Hate (Carl Sandburg Poems)
ONE man killed another. The saying between them had been "I'd give you the shirt off my back." The killer ...
Fight (Carl Sandburg Poems)
RED drips from my chin where I have been eating. Not all the blood, nowhere near all, is wiped off ...
Ossawatomie (Carl Sandburg Poems)
I DON'T know how he came, shambling, dark, and strong. He stood in the city and told men: My people ...
Poem With Refrains (Robert Pinsky Poems)
The opening scene. The yellow, coal-fed fog Uncurling over the tainted city river, A young girl rowing and her anxious ...
A Tale Of The Thirteenth Floor (Ogden Nash Poems)
The hands of the clock were reaching high In an old midtown hotel; I name no name, but its sordid ...
All Night (Lisel Mueller Poems)
All night the knot in the shoelace waits for its liberation, and the match on the table packs its head ...
Baseball and Writing (Marianne Moore Poems)
Fanaticism?No.Writing is exciting and baseball is like writing. You can never tell with either how it will go or what ...