Sweeney Erect (T. S. Eliot Poem)
And the trees about me, Let them be dry and leafless; let the rocks Groan with continual surges; and behind ...
Poems about pillow (51 Poems)
The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock (T. S. Eliot Poem)
S'io credesse che mia risposta fosse A persona che mai tornasse al mondo, Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse. Ma ...
The Sudden Light And The Trees (Stephen Dunn Poem)
My neighbor was a biker, a pusher, a dog and wife beater. In bad dreams I killed him and once, ...
The Child and the Mariner (William Henry Davies Poem)
A dear old couple my grandparents were, And kind to all dumb things; they saw in Heaven The lamb that ...
The Window (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
All night long, by a distant bell, The passing hours were notched On the dark, while her breathing rose and ...
Keats (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
The melancholy gift Aurora gained From Jove, that her sad lover should not see The face of death, no goddess ...
Celestial Music (John Donne Poem)
I have a friend who still believes in heaven. Not a stupid person, yet with all she knows, she literally ...
The Ecstasy (John Donne Poem)
Where, like a pillow on a bed A pregnant bank swell'd up to rest The violet's reclining head, Sat we ...
Who is it seeks my Pillow Nights — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Who is it seeks my Pillow Nights -- With plain inspecting face -- "Did you" or "Did you not," to ...
On that specific Pillow (Emily Dickinson Poem)
On that specific Pillow Our projects flit away -- The Night's tremendous Morrow And whether sleep will stay Or usher ...
No Brigadier throughout the Year (Emily Dickinson Poem)
No Brigadier throughout the Year So civic as the Jay -- A Neighbor and a Warrior too With shrill felicity ...
Bereaved of all, I went abroad — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Bereaved of all, I went abroad -- No less bereaved was I Upon a New Peninsula -- The Grave preceded ...
Air has no Residence, no Neighbor, (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Air has no Residence, no Neighbor, No Ear, no Door, No Apprehension of Another Oh, Happy Air! Ethereal Guest at ...
‘Tis so appalling — it exhilarates (Emily Dickinson Poems)
'Tis so appalling -- it exhilarates -- So over Horror, it half Captivates -- The Soul stares after it, secure ...
I have a King, who does not speak (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I have a King, who does not speak -- So -- wondering -- thro' the hours meek I trudge the ...
Where I have lost, I softer tread (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Where I have lost, I softer tread -- I sow sweet flower from garden bed -- I pause above that ...
Ample make this Bed — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Ample make this Bed -- Make this Bed with Awe -- In it wait till Judgment break Excellent and Fair. ...
My Life had stood — a Loaded Gun — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
My Life had stood -- a Loaded Gun -- In Corners -- till a Day The Owner passed -- identified ...
Tz’u No. 18 (Li Ching Chao Poems)
To the tune of "Intoxicated in the Shadow of Flowers" Thin mist, dense clouds, a grief-stricken day; auspicious incense burns ...
Tz’u No. 16 (Bajiao) (Li Ching Chao Poems)
Who planted the Bajiao tree under my windows? Its shade fills the courtyard; Its shade fills the courtyard... Leaf to ...
The Double Ninth Festival (Li Ching Chao Poem)
To the tune of "Intoxicated Under the Shadow of Flowers" Light mists and heavy clouds, melancholy the long dreary day. ...
Hey, That’s No Way To Say Goodbye (Leonard Cohen Poems)
I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm, your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden ...
shapeshifter poems (Lucille Clifton Poem)
1 the legend is whispered in the women's tent how the moon when she rises full follows some men into ...
The Hunter (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
A full-fledged gun cannot endure The trifling of an amateur; Poor marksmanship its temper spoils And this is why the ...
T?rnfallet (Joseph Brodsky Poem)
There is a meadow in Sweden where I lie smitten, eyes stained with clouds' white ins and outs. And about ...
Gilbert (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
Mementos (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
ARRANGING long-locked drawers and shelves Of cabinets, shut up for years, What a strange task we've set ourselves ! How ...
Faith and Despondency (Emily Bronte Poem)
The winter wind is loud and wild, Come close to me, my darling child; Forsake thy books, and mateless play; ...
Stars (Emily Bronte Poem)
Ah! why, because the dazzling sun Restored our Earth to joy, Have you departed, every one, And left a desert ...
Governors On Sominex (David Berman Poem)
It had been four days of no weather as if nature had conceded its genius to the indoors. They'd closed ...