Where bells no more affright the morn (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Where bells no more affright the morn -- Where scrabble never comes -- Where very nimble Gentlemen Are forced to ...
Poems about landscape (51 Poems)
The Soul’s distinct connection (Emily Dickinson Poems)
The Soul's distinct connection With immortality Is best disclosed by Danger Or quick Calamity -- As Lightning on a Landscape ...
The Angle of a Landscape (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Angle of a Landscape -- That every time I wake -- Between my Curtain and the Wall Upon an ...
Like Men and Women Shadows walk (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Like Men and Women Shadows walk Upon the Hills Today -- With here and there a mighty Bow Or trailing ...
It’s thoughts — and just One Heart (Emily Dickinson Poems)
It's thoughts -- and just One Heart -- And Old Sunshine -- about -- Make frugal -- Ones -- Content ...
It will be Summer — eventually. (Emily Dickinson Poem)
It will be Summer -- eventually. Ladies -- with parasols -- Sauntering Gentlemen -- with Canes -- And little Girls ...
If the foolish, call them “flowers” (Emily Dickinson Poem)
If the foolish, call them "flowers" -- Need the wiser, tell? If the Savants "Classify" them It is just as ...
A Lady red — amid the Hill (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A Lady red -- amid the Hill Her annual secret keeps! A Lady white, within the Field In placid Lily ...
There’s a certain Slant of light, (Emily Dickinson Poems)
There's a certain Slant of light, Winter Afternoons -- That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes -- Heavenly Hurt, ...
“Sic transit gloria mundi” (Emily Dickinson Poem)
"Sic transit gloria mundi," "How doth the busy bee," "Dum vivimus vivamus," I stay mine enemy! Oh "veni, vidi, vici!" ...
Rangipo Desert (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Whangaehu waters, hot-spilled from the cauldron of Crater Lake, swirling mud-green from the cup between Tahurangi and Pyramid Peak, sulphurous, ...
A Crystalline Awakening (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
A crystalline awakening on the plateau, the crisp air as brittle as new celery snaps with expectancy. The cold clings ...
Landscapes (Andree Chedid Poem)
Behind faces and gestures We remain mute And spoken words heavy With what we ignore or keep silent Betray us ...
Song to the Evening Star (Thomas Campbell Poem)
1 Star that bringest home the bee, 2 And sett'st the weary labourer free! 3 If any star shed peace, ...
To the Evening Star (Thomas Campbell Poem)
Star that bringest home the bee, And sett'st the weary labourer free! If any star shed peace, 'tis thou, That ...
Ode to the Memory of Burns (Thomas Campbell Poem)
Soul of the Poet ! wheresoe'er, Reclaimed from earth, thy genius plume Her wings of immortality ; Suspend thy harp ...
Lines (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
With many a pause and oft reverted eye I climb the Coomb's ascent: sweet songsters near Warble in shade their ...
Brockley Coomb (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Lines composed while climbing the left ascent of Brockley Coomb, May 1795 With many a pause and oft reverted eye ...
The Lime-tree Bower my Prison [Addressed to Charles Lamb, o (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Well, they are gone, and here must I remain, This lime-tree bower my prison! I have lost Beauties and feelings, ...
Reflections On Having Left A Place Of Retirement (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Low was our pretty Cot : our tallest Rose Peep'd at the chamber-window. We could hear At silent noon, and ...
This Lime-Tree Bower, My Prison (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Well, they are gone, and here must I remain, This lime-tree bower my prison! I have lost Beauties and feelings, ...
November (John Clare Poem)
The landscape sleeps in mist from morn till noon; And, if the sun looks through, 'tis with a face Beamless ...
The Winter’s Spring (John Clare Poems)
The winter comes; I walk alone, I want no bird to sing; To those who keep their hearts their own ...
Madmen (Billy Collins Poem)
They say you can jinx a poem if you talk about it before it is done. If you let it ...
Snow Day (Billy Collins Poem)
Today we woke up to a revolution of snow, its white flag waving over everything, the landscape vanished, not a ...
PROMISE (Bhaskar Roy Barman Poem)
Bhaskar Roy Barman The scene lacked for the manifestation characteristic of a scene. though the scene was promised a revealing ...
Landscapes (John Burnside Poem)
Behind faces and gestures We remain mute And spoken words heavy With what we ignore or keep silent Betray us ...
XII. Written at a Convent. (William Lisle Bowles Poem)
IF chance some pensive stranger, hither led, His bosom glowing from majestic views, The gorgeous dome, or the proud landscape's ...
VI. Evening, as slow thy placid shades descend… (William Lisle Bowles Poem)
EVENING, as slow thy placid shades descend, Veiling with gentlest hush the landscape still, The lonely battlement, and farthest hill ...
Languid, And Sad, And Slow, From Day To Day (William Lisle Bowles Poem)
Languid, and sad, and slow, from day to day I journey on, yet pensive turn to view (Where the rich ...