A Summer Day (Joanna Baillie Poems)
The dark-blue clouds of night in dusky lines,Drawn wide and streaky o'er the purer sky,Wear faint the morning purple on ...
Poems about linens (13 Poems)
A poem On Contentment (Janet Little Poems)
INSCRIBED TO JANET NICOL, A POOR OLD WAN-DERING WOMAN, WHO LIVES BY THE WALLAT LOUDOUN AND USED SOMETIMES TOBE VISITED ...
Jim Crow: The Sequel (June Jordan Poems)
An angry Black woman on the subject of the angry White man:We didn't always need affirmative actionWhen we broke this ...
Laterna Obscura (Henrikas Nagys Poems)
Together we trace the child's face in the first snow.Beneath wild raspberry branches my sister rocks her doll.Last night workmen ...
Not Here (Jane Kenyon Poems)
Searching for pillowcases trimmedwith lace that my mother-in-lawonce made, I open the chest of drawersupstairs to find that micehave chewed ...
Weaver (Leonardas Andriekus Poems)
If you finish the weaving, lay out your linensTo whiten under the birch;I will come home by them - twilight ...
Untitled #16 (Nijole Miliauskaite Poems)
my grandmother's monogramon the old-fashioned linen tableclothhemmed with a crocheted borderbleached and starched - like ice,my grandmother used to say, ...
Untitled #14 (Nijole Miliauskaite Poems)
in the damp placesnear the wellI search for horsetail - so my hairwould be light and shinyas silkI crumble oak ...
The Kalevala – Rune III (Elias Lonnrot Poems)
WAINAMOINEN AND YOUKAHAINEN.Wainamoinen, ancient minstrel,Passed his years in full contentment,On the meadows of Wainola,On the plains of Kalevala,Singing ever wondrous ...
The Kalevala – Rune XIV (Elias Lonnrot Poems)
DEATH OF LEMMINKAINEN.Lemminkainen, much disheartened,Deeply thought and long considered,What to do, what course to follow,Whether best to leave the wild-mooseIn ...
First Communions (Arthur Rimbaud Poems)
Truly, they're stupid, these village churchesWhere fifteen ugly chicks soiling the pillarsListen, trilling out their divine responses,To a black freak ...
The Silence of that Morning – 2 (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The silence of that morning the women going silently to the cold tomb Wondering how they would go to tend ...
Emily Dickinson (Linda Pastan Poems)
We think of hidden in a white dress among the folded linens and sachets of well-kept cupboards, or just out ...