Anthropogenic (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Anything can be altered by the hand of man Nowhere on the planet is immune The trees were cut down ...
Poems about pit (43 Poems)
Refining in the Fire (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Like their gold jewelry, we are melted down, refined, reformed, changed in the fire, the crucible, the wrath of God ...
Suddenness (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
If I could only explain what the suddenness of the news means to me To learn, of the certainty the ...
Out the Back Window (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Looking out, over the sink of dishes Out onto the alley, the stories Walking by my view Wondering who the ...
Disciplinarian (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The law was the disciplinarian. So I guess I understand more fully the phrase, "throw the book at them" Yes, ...
A Christian Lament (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A pastor asked me to think about, write about ponder the decision the change in course inexorably to the edge ...
Closer to the Fire (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A summer, long ago a different sleepover, out under the stars, in the Berkshire woods when summer camp meant the ...
Cock Fight (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Sweat and avarice Were pungent under The cloud of dust From the pit Arms beat in the air Voices raised ...
To a soubrette (Eugene Field Poem)
'Tis years, soubrette, since last we met; And yet--ah, yet, how swift and tender My thoughts go back in time's ...
A Tale of the Miser and the Poet (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
A WIT, transported with Inditing, Unpay'd, unprais'd, yet ever Writing; Who, for all Fights and Fav'rite Friends, Had Poems at ...
The Generations of Men (Robert Frost Poem)
A governor it was proclaimed this time, When all who would come seeking in New Hampshire Ancestral memories might come ...
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 Sphynx (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
The Sphynx is drowsy, Her wings are furled, Her ear is heavy, She broods on the world.? "Who'll tell me ...
The Sphinx (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
The Sphinx is drowsy, Her wings are furled: Her ear is heavy, She broods on the world. "Who'll tell me ...
Initial Love (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Venus, when her son was lost, Cried him up and down the coast, In hamlets, palaces, and parks, And told ...
Mac Flecknoe (John Dryden Poem)
All human things are subject to decay, And, when Fate summons, monarchs must obey: This Flecknoe found, who, like Augustus, ...
A Pit — but Heaven over it — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A Pit -- but Heaven over it -- And Heaven beside, and Heaven abroad, And yet a Pit -- With ...
At the Vietnam War Memorial (Craig Erick Chaffin Poem)
Black granite stretches its harsh, tapering wings up to pedestrian-level grass but sucks me down, here, at the intersection of ...
Darius (Constantine P. Cavafy Poem)
The poet Phernazis is composing the important part of his epic poem. How Darius, son of Hystaspes, assumed the kingdom ...
February (Thomas Chatterton Poem)
Begin, my muse, the imitative lay, Aonian doxies sound the thrumming string; Attempt no number of the plaintive Gay, Let ...
The Priestess of Panormita (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
The Tent (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
Only the stars endome the lonely camp, Only the desert leagues encompass it; Waterless wastes, a wilderness of wit, Embattled ...
The Tent (Aleister Crowley Poem)
Only the stars endome the lonely camp, Only the desert leagues encompass it; Waterless wastes, a wilderness of wit, Embattled ...
The Priestess of Panormita (Aleister Crowley Poem)
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
The Miller’s Tale (Geoffrey Chaucer Poems)
THE PROLOGUE. When that the Knight had thus his tale told In all the rout was neither young nor old, ...
A Form Of Women (Robert Creeley Poem)
I have come far enough from where I was not before to have seen the things looking in at me ...
Dream Song 82: Op. posth. no. 5 (John Berryman Poem)
Maskt as honours, insult like behaving missiles homes. I bow, & grunt 'Thank you. I'm glad you could come so ...
THE FLASK (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
THERE are some powerful odours that can pass Out of the stoppard flagon; even glass To them is porous. Oft ...
The Glove (Robert Browning Poem)
(PETER RONSARD _loquitur_.) ``Heigho!'' yawned one day King Francis, ``Distance all value enhances! ``When a man's busy, why, leisure ``Strikes ...
Caliban upon Setebos or, Natural Theology in the Island (Robert Browning Poem)
"Thou thoughtest that I was altogether such a one as thyself." (David, Psalms 50.21) ['Will sprawl, now that the heat ...