A Muskrat Paw (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
What must she have thought, when she reached into my jeans pocket before laundry and found a muskrat paw I ...
Poems about pocket (39 Poems)
Mother Duck (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A human interest story in the midst of the chaos the flooding of the Merrimack in the heart of the ...
Pool or Chess (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
He prowled the room Around the table Intent Focused Body bent, contorted To make this shot and the next, already ...
To A New England Poet (Philip Freneau Poem)
Though skilled in Latin and in Greek, And earning fifty cents a week, Such knowledge, and the income, too, Should ...
The Jealous Husband (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
A CERTAIN husband who, from jealous fear, With one eye slept while t'other watched his dear, Deprived his wife of ...
A Fountain, a Bottle, a Donkey’s Ears, and Some Books (Robert Frost Poems)
Old Davis owned a solid mica mountain In Dalton that would someday make his fortune. There'd been some Boston people ...
The Egg and the Machine (Robert Frost Poem)
He gave the solid rail a hateful kick. From far away there came an answering tick And then another tick. ...
The Runcorn Ferry (Marriott Edgar Poem)
On the banks of the Mersey, o'er on Cheshire side, Lies Runcorn that's best known to fame By Transporter Bridge ...
The Return of Albert (Marriott Edgar Poem)
You've 'eard 'ow young Albert Ramsbottom, In the Zoo up at Blackpool one year, With a stick and 'orse's 'ead ...
Albert and His Savings (Marriott Edgar Poem)
One day, little Albert Ramsbottom To see 'ow much money 'e'd got Stuck a knife in 'is money-box slot 'ole ...
Albert’s Return (Marriott Edgar Poems)
You've `eard `ow young Albert Ramsbottom At the zoo up at Blackpool one year With a stick with an `orse's ...
The Waste Land (T. S. Eliot Poem)
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot "Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis vidi in ampulla pendere, et ...
Thirty Bob a Week (John Davidson Poem)
I couldn't touch a stop and turn a screw, And set the blooming world a-work for me, Like such as ...
Broadway (Mark Doty Poem)
Under Grand Central's tattered vault --maybe half a dozen electric stars still lit-- one saxophone blew, and a sheer black ...
The Bistro Styx (Rita Dove Poem)
She was thinner, with a mannered gauntness as she paused just inside the double glass doors to survey the room, ...
Let me not thirst with this Hock at my Lip, (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Let me not thirst with this Hock at my Lip, Nor beg, with Domains in my Pocket -- (Emily Dickinson)
Empty my Heart, of Thee — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Empty my Heart, of Thee -- Its single Artery -- Begin, and leave Thee out -- Simply Extinction's Date -- ...
I met a King this afternoon! (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I met a King this afternoon! He had not on a Crown indeed, A little Palmleaf Hat was all, And ...
Seven suits (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Seven tailored suits, matching shoes and socks, a brace of muted ties with subtle breast pocket handkerchiefs descried, you wouldn't ...
Gregory Corso (Gregory Corso Poem)
Budger of history Brake of time You Bomb Toy of universe Grandest of all snatched sky I cannot hate you ...
Phantasmagoria CANTO V ( Byckerment ) (Lewis Carroll Poem)
"DON'T they consult the 'Victims,' though?" I said. "They should, by rights, Give them a chance - because, you know, ...
The Voice of the Lobster (Lewis Carroll Poem)
''Tis the voice of the Lobster: I heard him declare 'You have baked me too brown, I must sugar my ...
May (John Clare Poem)
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
Shoveling Snow With Buddha (Billy Collins Poem)
In the usual iconography of the temple or the local Wok you would never see him doing such a thing, ...
THE MAGIC WAND (Bhaskar Roy Barman Poem)
Bhaskar Roy Barman Once in my childhood I watched mesmerized a magician magic everything away from before my eyes and ...
The Charm Of 5:30 (David Berman Poem)
It's too nice a day to read a novel set in England. We're within inches of the perfect distance from ...
Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
a novel by Richard Brautigan THE COVER FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA The cover for Trout Fishing in America is ...
Part 6 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
THE HUNCHBACK TROUT The creek was made narrow by little green trees that grew too close together. The creek was ...
Part 9 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
Part 3 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
SEA, SEA RIDER The man who owned the bookstore was not magic. He was not a three-legged crow on the ...