Pickthorn Manor (Amy Lowell Poem)
I How fresh the Dartle's little waves that day! A steely silver, underlined with blue, And flashing where the round ...
Poems about pinched (30 Poems)
The Cremona Violin (Amy Lowell Poem)
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
The Tragedy (Henry Lawson Poem)
Oh, I never felt so wretched, and things never looked so blue Since the days I gulped the physic that ...
Waking in the Blue (Robert Lowell Poem)
The night attendant, a B.U. sophomore, rouses from the mare's-nest of his drowsy head propped on The Meaning of Meaning. ...
The Intruder (Carolyn Kizer Poem)
My mother-- preferring the strange to the tame: Dove-note, bone marrow, deer dung, Frog's belly distended with finny young, Leaf-mould ...
The Rhyme of the Three Sealers (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Away by the lands of the Japanee Where the paper lanterns glow And the crews of all the shipping drink ...
Villanelle At Sundown (Donald Justice Poem)
Turn your head. Look. The light is turning yellow. The river seems enriched thereby, not to say deepened. Why this ...
Sadness (Donald Justice Poem)
1 Dear ghosts, dear presences, O my dear parents, Why were you so sad on porches, whispering? What great melancholies ...
Iva’s Pantoum (Marilyn Hacker Poems)
We pace each other for a long time. I packed my anger with the beef jerky. You are the baby ...
London Voluntaries IV: Out of the Poisonous East (William Ernest Henley Poem)
Out of the poisonous East, Over a continent of blight, Like a maleficent Influence released From the most squalid cellerage ...
The Well-Beloved (Thomas Hardy Poem)
I wayed by star and planet shine Towards the dear one's home At Kingsbere, there to make her mine When ...
the rest home (Rg Gregory Poem)
professor piebald (the oldest man in the home) was meek at the same time ribald he clothed his matter (so ...
The Deserted Village (Oliver Goldsmith Poem)
Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest ...
Nicaise (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
TO serve the shop as 'prentice was the lot; Of one who had the name of Nicaise got; A lad ...
William Rufus (Marriott Edgar Poem)
The reign of King William the Second Were an uninteresting affair There's only two things that's remembered of him That's ...
If I may have it, when it’s dead, (Emily Dickinson Poems)
If I may have it, when it's dead, I'll be contented -- so -- If just as soon as Breath ...
Cherry bomb (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
I said goodbye and went to bed to die; I never knew that they had lied - was quite surprised ...
Tremble (Michael Burch Poem)
Her predatory eye, the single feral iris, scans. Her raptor beak, all jagged sharp-edged thrust, juts. Her hard talon, clenched ...
Lines to a Don (Hilaire Belloc Poem)
Remote and ineffectual Don That dared attack my Chesterton, With that poor weapon, half-impelled, Unlearnt, unsteady, hardly held, Unworthy for ...
Dream Song 10: There were strange gatherings. A vote would come (John Berryman Poem)
There were strange gatherings. A vote would come that would be no vote. There would come a rope. Yes. There ...
Aaron Stark (Edwin Arlington Robinson Poems)
Withal a meagre man was Aaron Stark, -- Cursed and unkempt, shrewd, shrivelled, and morose. A miser was he, with ...
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 ...
Goblin Market (Christina Rossetti Poems)
MORNING and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: "Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy: Apples and quinces, ...
The Convent Threshold (Christina Rossetti Poems)
There's blood between us, love, my love, There's father's blood, there's brother's blood, And blood's a bar I cannot pass. ...
The Blind Girl (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
Kind Christians, pray list to me, And I'll relate a sad story, Concerning a little blind girl, only nine years ...
Malvern Hill (Herman Melville Poems)
Ye elms that wave on Malvern Hill In prime of morn and May, Recall ye how McClellan's men Here stood ...
To an Online Friend (John Matthew Poems)
May be the whole thing was a dream, Pinched myself awake this morn, To check if you are there, virtually, ...
L’Allegro (John Milton Poems)
Hence, loathed Melancholy, ............Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born In Stygian cave forlorn ............'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights ...
The Distant Winter (Philip Levine Poems)
from an officer's diary during the last war I The sour daylight cracks through my sleep-caked lids. "Stephan! Stephan!" The ...
The Drunkard’s Funeral (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
"Yes," said the sister with the little pinched face, The busy little sister with the funny little tract: - "This ...