Symbol (Robert Francis Poem)
The winter apples have been picked, the garden turned. Rain and wind have picked the maple leaves and gone. The ...
Saturday, July 4, 2020
Poems about picked (51 Poems)
The Census-Taker (Robert Frost Poem)
I came an errand one cloud-blowing evening To a slab-built, black-paper-covered house Of one room and one window and one ...
A Fountain, a Bottle, a Donkey’s Ears, and Some Books (Robert Frost Poems)
Old Davis owned a solid mica mountain In Dalton that would someday make his fortune. There'd been some Boston people ...
A Star in a Stoneboat (Robert Frost Poem)
For Lincoln MacVeagh Never tell me that not one star of all That slip from heaven at night and softly ...
The Code (Robert Frost Poem)
There were three in the meadow by the brook Gathering up windrows, piling cocks of hay, With an eye always ...
The Egg and the Machine (Robert Frost Poem)
He gave the solid rail a hateful kick. From far away there came an answering tick And then another tick. ...
New Hampshire (Robert Frost Poem)
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
Blueberries (Robert Frost Poem)
"You ought to have seen what I saw on my way To the village, through Mortenson's pasture to-day: Blueberries as ...
The Death of the Hired Man (Robert Frost Poem)
Mary sat musing on the lamp-flame at the table Waiting for Warren. When she heard his step, She ran on ...
Carnal Knowledge (Rebecca Elson Poem)
Having picked the final datum From the universe And fixed it in its column, Named the causes of infinity, Performed ...