Home After Three Months Away (Robert Lowell Poem)
Gone now the baby's nurse, a lioness who ruled the roost and made the Mother cry. She used to tie ...
Poems about noses (29 Poems)
For the Union Dead (Robert Lowell Poem)
"Relinquunt Omnia Servare Rem Publicam." The old South Boston Aquarium stands in a Sahara of snow now. Its broken windows ...
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, ...
Endymion: Book I (John Keats Poem)
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
advice to a young sylv-i-an dragon on going to school (Rg Gregory Poem)
when you step out of the wood and go first time to school you have to be so specially careful ...
stylised tulips (Rg Gregory Poem)
stylised tulips - this is what the card says and they have that nineteen-twenties' feel of those bright young things ...
after the parties (Rg Gregory Poem)
let's all go to the party friends where left over bottles and stale fag-ends are proudly on offer from the ...
from imperfect Eden (Rg Gregory Poem)
(1) and off to scott's (the dockers' restaurant) burly men packed in round solid tables but what the helle (drowned ...
CAT-PIE. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
WHILE he is mark'd by vision clear Who fathoms Nature's treasures, The man may follow, void of fear, Who her ...
Nagasaki Days (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
I -- A Pleasant Afternoon for Michael Brownstein and Dick Gallup One day 3 poets and 60 ears sat under ...
Joconde (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
IN Lombardy's fair land, in days of yore, Once dwelt a prince, of youthful charms, a store; Each FAIR, with ...
When We Were Young (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
As a child I played in the same frosty fields barefoot as my no lesser loved classmates, whom we challenged ...
The Song of Quoodle (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
They haven't got no noses, The fallen sons of Eve; Even the smell of roses Is not what they supposes; ...
The Great Western Plains (Hart Crane Poem)
The little voices of the prairie dogs Are tireless . . . They will give three hurrahs Alike to stage, ...
Why do you strive for greatness, fool? (Stephen Crane Poem)
Why do you strive for greatness, fool? Go pluck a bough and wear it. It is as sufficing. My Lord, ...
Westgate-On-Sea (John Betjeman Poem)
Hark, I hear the bells of Westgate, I will tell you what they sigh, Where those minarets and steeples Prick ...
Ka ‘Ba (Imamu Amiri Baraka Poems)
A closed window looks down on a dirty courtyard, and black people call across or scream or walk across defying ...
Donner Party (Richard Brautigan Poem)
Forsaken, fucking in the cold, eating each other, lost runny noses, complaining all the time like so many people that ...
113. A Dedication to Gavin Hamilton, Esq. (Robert Burns Poems)
EXPECT na, sir, in this narration, A fleechin, fleth'rin Dedication, To roose you up, an' ca' you guid, An' sprung ...
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 ...
Mushrooms (Sylvia Plath Poems)
Overnight, very Whitely, discreetly, Very quietly Our toes, our noses Take hold on the loam, Acquire the air. Nobody sees ...
The Maori’s Wool (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
The Maoris are a mighty race -- the finest ever known; Before the missionaries came they worshipped wood and stone; ...
THE YUKON (Joaquin Miller Poems)
THE moon resumed all heaven now, She shepherded the stars below Along her wide, white steeps of snow, Nor stooped ...
Children’s Party (Ogden Nash Poems)
May I join you in the doghouse, Rover? I wish to retire till the party's over. Since three o'clock I've ...
One Third Of The Calendar (Ogden Nash Poems)
In January everything freezes. We have two children. Both are she'ses. This is our January rule: One girl in bed, ...
The Quality Of Sprawl (Les Murray Poems)
Sprawl is the quality of the man who cut down his Rolls-Royce into a farm utility truck, and sprawl is ...
Autumn Song (Katherine Mansfield Poems)
Now's the time when children's noses All become as red as roses And the colour of their faces Makes me ...
Some Last Questions (W. S. Merwin Poems)
What is the head A. Ash What are the eyes A. The wells have fallen in and have Inhabitants What ...
The Ghosts of the Buffaloes (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
Last night at black midnight I woke with a cry, The windows were shaking, there was thunder on high, The ...