Australia’s Peril (Henry Lawson Poems)
We must suffer, husband and father, we must suffer, daughter and son, For the wrong we have taken part in ...
Poems about machines (26 Poems)
For Australia (Henry Lawson Poem)
Now, with the wars of the world begun, they'll listen to you and me, Now while the frightened nations run ...
A Song of Travel (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Where's the lamp that Hero lit Once to call Leander home? Equal Time hath shovelled it 'Neath the wrack of ...
The Purse-Seine (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
Our sardine fishermen work at night in the dark of the moon; daylight or moonlight They could not tell where ...
new age (Rg Gregory Poem)
(i) how new the world is trying to find nerve in an old rind (ii) the bread is crumbled for ...
two spanish poems (Rg Gregory Poem)
(a) orihuela-time the sun in orihuela calms the dust and people glide about the streets at ease (problems left indoors ...
Song (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
The weight of the world is love. Under the burden of solitude, under the burden of dissatisfaction the weight, the ...
He Called for Her (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Waking in confusion, out of place, with machines beeping and connected our of his fitful sleep without her for a ...
War Song (John Davidson Poem)
In anguish we uplift A new unhallowed song: The race is to the swift; The battle to the strong. Of ...
If democratically elected (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
What is it with Hezbollah representing barely 15% of the Lebanese Parliament living outside the government immersed in an undeclared ...
Gregory Corso (Gregory Corso Poem)
Budger of history Brake of time You Bomb Toy of universe Grandest of all snatched sky I cannot hate you ...
1991-I (Wendell Berry Poem)
The year begins with war. Our bombs fall day and night, Hour after hour, by death Abroad appeasing wrath, Folly, ...
Sabbaths 2001 (Wendell Berry Poem)
I He wakes in darkness. All around are sounds of stones shifting, locks unlocking. As if some one had lifted ...
Part 5 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing fancy. Somebody put some boards across the creek. That was it. The boards dammed ...
All Watched Over by Machines of Loving Grace (Richard Brautigan Poem)
I like to think (and the sooner the better!) of a cybernetic meadow where mammels and computers live together in ...
Womanhood (Catherine Anderson Poem)
She slides over the hot upholstery of her mother's car, this schoolgirl of fifteen who loves humming & swaying with ...
We Ain’t Got No Money, Honey, But We Got Rain (Charles Bukowski Poems)
call it the greenhouse effect or whatever but it just doesn't rain like it used to. I particularly remember the ...
Shearing With a Hoe (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
The track that led to Carmody's is choked and overgrown, The suckers of the stringybark have made the place their ...
What Are Big Girls Made Of? (Marge Piercy Poems)
The construction of a woman: a woman is not made of flesh of bone and sinew belly and breasts, elbows ...
The Rape of the Lock (Alexander Pope Poems)
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
The Rape of the Lock: Canto 4 (Alexander Pope Poems)
But anxious cares the pensive nymph oppress'd, And secret passions labour'd in her breast. Not youthful kings in battle seiz'd ...
Night Shift (Sylvia Plath Poems)
It was not a heart, beating. That muted boom, that clangor Far off, not blood in the ears Drumming up ...
Australia Today 1916 (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
They came from the lower levels Deep down in the Brilliant mine; From the wastes where the whirlwind revels, Whirling ...
THE TERRESTRIAL (Vlanes Poems)
The air heaving like a wounded fish, breathing through its purplish sandy gills, letting in the salty gale, fluttering its ...
Artificer (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
Burning, he walks in the stream of flickering letters, clarinets, machines throbbing quicker than the heart, lopped-off heads, silk canvases, ...
To the United States Senate (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
And must the Senator from Illinois Be this squat thing, with blinking, half-closed eyes? This brazen gutter idol, reared to ...