Part 6 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
THE HUNCHBACK TROUT The creek was made narrow by little green trees that grew too close together. The creek was ...
Poems about order (51 Poems)
Part 10 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
Part 3 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
SEA, SEA RIDER The man who owned the bookstore was not magic. He was not a three-legged crow on the ...
Mazeppa (Lord Byron Poem)
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
Bride of Abydos, The (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
The Bride of Abydos (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
The Dream (Lord Byron Poem)
I Our life is twofold; Sleep hath its own world, A boundary between the things misnamed Death and existence: Sleep ...
Dream Song 93: General Fatigue stalked in, & a Major-General (John Berryman Poem)
General Fatigue stalked in, & a Major-General, Captain Fatigue, and at the base of all pale Corporal Fatigue, and curious ...
Dream Song 50: In a motion of night they massed nearer my post (John Berryman Poem)
In a motion of night they massed nearer my post. I hummed a short blues. When the stars went out ...
Dream Song 54: ‘NO VISITORS’ I thumb the roller to (John Berryman Poems)
'NO VISITORS' I thumb the roller to and leans against the door. Comfortable in my horseblanket I prop on the ...
Dream Song 61: Full moon. Our Narragansett gales subside (John Berryman Poem)
Full moon. Our Narragansett gales subside and the land is celebrating men of war more or less, less or more. ...
Beacons (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
Reubens, river of forgetfulness, garden of sloth, Pillow of wet flesh that one cannot love, But where life throngs and ...
Over the Sea our Galleys Went (Robert Browning Poem)
Over the sea our galleys went, With cleaving prows in order brave, To a speeding wind and a bounding wave, ...
An Epistle Containing the Strange Medical Experience of Kar (Robert Browning Poem)
Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs, The not-incurious in God's handiwork (This man's-flesh he hath admirably made, Blown like a ...
Heretic’s Tragedy, The (Robert Browning Poems)
A MIDDLE-AGE INTERLUDE. ROSA MUNDI; SEU, FULCITE ME FLORIBUS. A CONCEIT OF MASTER GYSBRECHT, CANON-REGULAR OF SAID JODOCUS-BY-THE-BAR, YPRES CITY. ...
The Wanderers (Robert Browning Poem)
OVER the sea our galleys went, With cleaving prows in order brave To a speeding wind and a bounding wave-- ...
Master Hugues Of Saxe-Gotha (Robert Browning Poem)
An imaginary composer.] I. Hist, but a word, fair and soft! Forth and be judged, Master Hugues! Answer the question ...
Nationality In Drinks (Robert Browning Poem)
I. My heart sank with our Claret-flask, Just now, beneath the heavy sedges That serve this Pond's black face for ...
Fra Lippo Lippi (Robert Browning Poem)
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
The Englishman In Italy (Robert Browning Poem)
(PIANO DI SORRENTO.) Fortu, Frotu, my beloved one, Sit here by my side, On my knees put up both little ...
Rabbi Ben Ezra (Robert Browning Poem)
Grow old along with me! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was ...
344. Song-Nithdale’s Welcome Hame (Robert Burns Poems)
THE NOBLE Maxwells and their powers Are coming o'er the border, And they'll gae big Terreagles' towers And set them ...
231. Epistle to Robert Graham, Esq., of Fintry (Robert Burns Poem)
WHEN Nature her great master-piece design'd, And fram'd her last, best work, the human mind, Her eye intent on all ...
257. Ode on the Departed Regency Bill (Robert Burns Poem)
DAUGHTER of Chaos' doting years, Nurse of ten thousand hopes and fears, Whether thy airy, insubstantial shade (The rights of ...
Roosters (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
At four o'clock in the gun-metal blue dark we hear the first crow of the first cock just below the ...
The Room (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Through that window-all else being extinct Except itself and me-I saw the struggle Of darkness against darkness. Within the room ...
The House Of Dust: Part 04: 03: Palimpsest: A Deceitful Portrait (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: We move in crowds, we flow and talk together, Seeing so ...
A Letter From Li Po (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon. ...
The Sale of Saint Thomas (Lascelles Abercrombie Poem)
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
Identity (A. R. Ammons Poem)
1) An individual spider web identifies a species: an order of instinct prevails through all accidents of circumstance, though possibility ...