Eve Labored (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Eve labored, in the birthing the bringing into the world the mother bearing her children progeny to carry on, on ...
Poems about plane (30 Poems)
A Dangerous Question (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
In my trade, you never are to ask these kinds of questions, questions where you don't know the answer, those ...
In the Dark of Night (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A small solitary island without television, phone without running water But it had the call of the loon the splash ...
Pinned to the Door (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
He looks so surprised amazed that he hangs there suspended in the vertical plane a flat brown bear, held in ...
Bird With Two Right Wings (Lawrence Ferlinghetti Poem)
And now our government a bird with two right wings flies on from zone to zone while we go on ...
A Winter Eden (Robert Frost Poem)
A winter garden in an alder swamp, Where conies now come out to sun and romp, As near a paradise ...
To hang our head — ostensibly (Emily Dickinson Poem)
To hang our head -- ostensibly -- And subsequent, to find That such was not the posture Of our immortal ...
Myself was formed — a Carpenter (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Myself was formed -- a Carpenter -- An unpretending time My Plane -- and I, together wrought Before a Builder ...
A Coffin — is a small Domain, (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A Coffin -- is a small Domain, Yet able to contain A Citizen of Paradise In it diminished Plane. A ...
Today (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
The manic fires flared again today, very much the same irrational urges blazing from the open grate, urgent fervours that ...
Ready to step into life (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
This morning, coffee in hand, standing at the kitchen window thinking of things that need to be done I contemplated ...
Benefit of doubt (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
It's a ruling from the field of pain (devoid of antique nave, a judgement process aptly named 'benefit of doubt'); ...
And you will claim (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
And you will claim we need more births to keep our population mix in check while nature's truths suggest there ...
8 Fragments For Kurt Cobain (Jim Carroll Poem)
1/ Genius is not a generous thing In return it charges more interest than any amount of royalties can cover ...
In A London Square (Arthur Hugh Clough Poem)
Put forth thy leaf, thou lofty plane, East wind and frost are safely gone; With zephyr mild and balmy rain ...
Nothing Stays Put (Amy Clampitt Poem)
In memory of Father Flye, 1884-1985 The strange and wonderful are too much with us. The protea of the antipodes-a ...
Each small gleam was a voice, (Stephen Crane Poem)
Each small gleam was a voice, A lantern voice -- In little songs of carmine, violet, green, gold. A chorus ...
Picnic, Lightning (Billy Collins Poem)
It is possible to be struck by a meteor or a single-engine plane while reading in a chair at home. ...
Cornish Cliffs (John Betjeman Poem)
Those moments, tasted once and never done, Of long surf breaking in the mid-day sun. A far-off blow-hole booming like ...
Life (Marvin Bell Poem)
I leave the office, take the stairs, in time to mail a letter before 3 in the afternoon--the last dispatch. ...
That the Science of Cartography Is Limited (Eavan Boland Poem)
-and not simply by the fact that this shading of forest cannot show the fragrance of balsam, the gloom of ...
Dream Song 27: The greens of the Ganges delta foliate (John Berryman Poem)
The greens of the Ganges delta foliate. Of heartless youth made late aware he pled: Brownies, please come. To Henry ...
Dream Song 5: Henry sats in de bar & was odd (John Berryman Poem)
Henry sats in de bar & was odd, off in the glass from the glass, at odds wif de world ...
The Albatross (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
Often, to amuse themselves, the crew of the ship Would fell an albatross, the largest of sea birds, Indolent companions ...
Argument (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Days that cannot bring you near or will not, Distance trying to appear something more obstinate, argue argue argue with ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 07: Porcelain (Conrad Aiken Poem)
You see that porcelain ranged there in the window- Platters and soup-plates done with pale pink rosebuds, And tiny violets, ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 10: Letter (Conrad Aiken Poem)
From time to time, lifting his eyes, he sees The soft blue starlight through the one small window, The moon ...
The House Of Dust: Part 02: 05: Retrospect (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Round white clouds roll slowly above the housetops, Over the clear red roofs they flow and pass. A flock of ...
A Visit (Margaret Atwood Poem)
Gone are the days when you could walk on water. When you could walk. The days are gone. Only one ...
Decline (Charles Bukowski Poems)
naked along the side of the house, 8 a.m., spreading sesame seed oil over my body, Jesus, have I come ...