Memories of West Street and Lepke (Robert Lowell Poem)
Only teaching on Tuesdays, book-worming in pajamas fresh from the washer each morning, I hog a whole house on Boston's ...
Poems about piling (21 Poems)
In Memory Of My Mother (Patrick Kavanagh Poem)
I do not think of you lying in the wet clay Of a Monaghan graveyard; I see You walking down ...
Snowbound (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Within our houses the world around shut down nature bringing forth its wrath we are hunkered down the snow piling ...
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 ...
Snow (Robert Frost Poem)
The three stood listening to a fresh access Of wind that caught against the house a moment, Gulped snow, and ...
Variations of an Air (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
Old King Cole Was a merry old soul And a merry old soul was he He called for his pipe ...
Pinup (Billy Collins Poem)
The murkiness of the local garage is not so dense that you cannot make out the calendar of pinup drawings ...
Squatter’s Children (Elizabeth Bishop Poems)
On the unbreathing sides of hills they play, a specklike girl and boy, alone, but near a specklike house. The ...
Daisies (Connie Wanek Poems)
In the democracy of daisies every blossom has one vote. The question on the ballot is Does he love me? ...
The Lady Of Shalott (Lord Alfred Tennyson Poems)
Part I On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the wold and ...
A Child’s Christmas In Wales (Dylan Thomas Poems)
One Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all sound ...
The Lonely God (James Stephens Poems)
So Eden was deserted, and at eve Into the quiet place God came to grieve. His face was sad, His ...
The Rhyme Of The Remittance Man (Robert William Service Poems)
There's a four-pronged buck a-swinging in the shadow of my cabin, And it roamed the velvet valley till to-day; But ...
A Working Party (Siegfried Sassoon Poems)
Three hours ago he blundered up the trench, Sliding and poising, groping with his boots; Sometimes he tripped and lurched ...
The Working Party (Siegfried Sassoon Poems)
Three hours ago he blundered up the trench, Sliding and poising, groping with his boots; Sometimes he tripped and lurched ...
Chicago (Carl Sandburg Poems)
Hog Butcher for the World, Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat, Player with Railroads and the Nation's Freight Handler; Stormy, husky, ...
Bronzes (Carl Sandburg Poems)
I THE bronze General Grant riding a bronze horse in Lincoln Park Shrivels in the sun by day when the ...
Prayer For a New Mother (Dorothy Parker Poems)
The things she knew, let her forget again- The voices in the sky, the fear, the cold, The gaping shepherds, ...
Gorgeous Surfaces (Thomas Lux Poems)
They are, the surfaces, gorgeous: a master pastry chef at work here, the dips and whorls, the wrist-twist squeezes of ...
The Congo: A Study of the Negro Race (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
I. THEIR BASIC SAVAGERY Fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room, Barrel-house kings, with feet unstable, Sagged and reeled and ...
An Argument (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
I. THE VOICE OF THE MAN IMPATIENT WITH VISIONS AND UTOPIAS We find your soft Utopias as white As new-cut ...