The Miseries of Man (Anne Killigrew Poem)
IN that so temperate Soil Arcadia nam'd, For fertile Pasturage by Poets fam'd; Stands a steep Hill, whose lofty jetting ...
Poems about noises (31 Poems)
Telephoning In Mexican Sunlight (Galway Kinnell Poem)
Talking with my beloved in New York I stood at the outdoor public telephone in Mexican sunlight, in my purple ...
The Testing-Tree (Stanley Kunitz Poem)
1 On my way home from school up tribal Providence Hill past the Academy ballpark where I could never hope ...
Endymion: Book II (John Keats Poem)
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
Lesson (Forrest Hamer Poem)
It was 1963 or 4, summer, and my father was driving our family from Ft. Hood to North Carolina in ...
A Hill (Anthony Hecht Poem)
In Italy, where this sort of thing can occur, I had a vision once - though you understand It was ...
The Sacrifice (George Herbert Poem)
Oh all ye, who pass by, whose eyes and mind To worldly things are sharp, but to me blind; To ...
The Sea And The Skylark (Gerard Manley Hopkins Poem)
On ear and ear two noises too old to end Trench-right, the tide that ramps against the shore; With a ...
adventure (Rg Gregory Poem)
just as the dusk comes hooting down through the shivering black leaves of the swinging trees we (the brave ones ...
sam swill (Rg Gregory Poem)
sam swill took a pill went blue ate stew had pains no brains sucked a date too late swallowed stone ...
crematorium-return (Rg Gregory Poem)
(to where the ashes of both my parents are strewn) i) ok the pair of you lie still what's disturbing ...
The Wild Iris (Louise Gluck Poem)
At the end of my suffering there was a door. Hear me out: that which you call death I remember. ...
Frankenstein (Edward Field Poem)
The monster has escaped from the dungeon where he was kept by the Baron, who made him with knobs sticking ...
Gus: The Theatre Cat (T. S. Eliot Poem)
Gus is the Cat at the Theatre Door. His name, as I ought to have told you before, Is really ...
Music (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I PRELUDE Daughter of Psyche, pledge of that last night When, pierced with pain and bitter-sweet delight, She knew her ...
The Rime Of The Ancient Mariner (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Part I It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 'By thy long grey beard and glittering ...
In Hilly-Wood (John Clare Poem)
How sweet to be thus nestling deep in boughs, Upon an ashen stoven pillowing me; Faintly are heard the ploughmen ...
November (John Clare Poem)
The landscape sleeps in mist from morn till noon; And, if the sun looks through, 'tis with a face Beamless ...
Autumn Birds (John Clare Poem)
The wild duck startles like a sudden thought, And heron slow as if it might be caught. The flopping crows ...
Badger (John Clare Poem)
When midnight comes a host of dogs and men Go out and track the badger to his den, And put ...
The house where I was born (01) (Yves Bonnefoy Poem)
I woke up, it was the house where I was born, Sea foam splashed against the rock, Not a single ...
The Strange Lady (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
The summer morn is bright and fresh, the birds are darting by, As if they loved to breast the breeze ...
Road and Hills (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
I shall go away To the brown hills, the quiet ones, The vast, the mountainous, the rolling, Sun-fired and drowsy! ...
Poor Devil! (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
Well, I was tired of life; the silly folk, The tiresome noises, all the common things I loved once, crushed ...
Mazeppa (Lord Byron Poem)
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
Dream Song 91: Op. posth. no. 14 (John Berryman Poem)
Noises from underground made gibber some others collected & dug henry up saying 'You are a sight.' Chilly, he muttered ...
Waring (Robert Browning Poem)
I What's become of Waring Since he gave us all the slip, Chose land-travel or seafaring, Boots and chest, or ...
The Moose (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
From narrow provinces of fish and bread and tea, home of the long tides where the bay leaves the sea ...
At the British Museum (Richard Aldington Poem)
I turn the page and read: "I dream of silent verses where the rhyme Glides noiseless as an oar." The ...
A Child Asleep (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
How he sleepeth! having drunken Weary childhood's mandragore, From his pretty eyes have sunken Pleasures, to make room for more--- ...