Books (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Paper, ink and thought Fiction and reality Passion and purpose Poetry and prose Map and drawing Monographs and periodicals Card ...
Poems about poetry (36 Poems)
Balance (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Law - Poetry Accounting - Photography Balance Get through the words Elements of 1st degree murder Beauty of a fall ...
Personal Poetry (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A proper noun - Personal Poetry - Quick encapsulation, State of hesitance. Slices of me Flesh and nerve Risk of ...
Struggle (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A bit of war poetry read by featured poets Brought it back to me that night on the floor Each ...
Second-Rate Song Lyrics (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A rhyme in time can save nine Oh how I hate the need to equate poetry symmetry Upper case to ...
Muses of Spain (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Was it the warm winds down from the Pyrenees Or maybe Poseidon's breath off the Mediterranean That stirred the Spanish ...
The Appology (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
'Tis true I write and tell me by what Rule I am alone forbid to play the fool To follow ...
Ardelia to Melancholy (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
At last, my old inveterate foe, No opposition shalt thou know. Since I by struggling, can obtain Nothing, but encrease ...
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 ...
Stalk Me (Maggie Estep Poem)
Liner Notes - (from Love Is A Dog From Hell) My friend Jenny is really worried that people are going ...
Drunken Memories Of Anne Sexton (Alan Dugan Poem)
The first and last time I met my ex-lover Anne Sexton was at a protest poetry reading against some anti-constitutional ...
Milton (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I Lover of beauty, walking on the height Of pure philosophy and tranquil song; Born to behold the visions that ...
Yesterday is History, (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Yesterday is History, 'Tis so far away -- Yesterday is Poetry -- 'Tis Philosophy -- Yesterday is mystery -- Where ...
To pile like Thunder to its close (Emily Dickinson Poem)
To pile like Thunder to its close Then crumble grand away While Everything created hid This -- would be Poetry ...
There is no Frigate like a Book (Emily Dickinson Poem)
There is no Frigate like a Book To take us Lands away Nor any Coursers like a Page Of prancing ...
Dead poet (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
I'm sure it would be easier to survive as a dead poet, I mean it in the surmise that I ...
A monument in words (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
And so I had a glaring revelation, I couldn't find the poet in the man although I read his life ...
So Much I Gazed (Constantine P. Cavafy Poem)
So much I gazed on beauty, that my vision is replete with it. Contours of the body. Red lips. Voluptuous ...
Voices (Constantine P. Cavafy Poem)
Ideal and beloved voices of those who are dead, or of those who are lost to us like the dead. ...
Saturday At The Border (Hayden Carruth Poem)
"Form follows function follows form . . . , etc." --Dr. J. Anthony Wadlington Here I am writing my first ...
Preamble (A Rough Draft For An Ars Poetica) (Jean Cocteau Poem)
...Preamble A rough draft for an ars poetica . . . . . . . Let's get our dreams unstuck ...
At a Poetry Party I Am Given the Rhyme Chih (Li Ching Chao Poem)
Although I've studied poetry for thirty years I try to keep my mouth shut and avoid reputation. Now who is ...
A Friend Sends Her Perfumed Carriage (Li Ching Chao Poem)
A friend sends her perfumed carriage And high-bred horses to fetch me. I decline the invitation of My old poetry ...
Tema con Variazioni (Lewis Carroll Poem)
Why is it that Poetry has never yet been subjected to that process of Dilution which has proved so advantageous ...
Memory (Michael Burch Poem)
A black ringlet curls to lie at the nape of her neck, glistening with sweat in the evaporate moonlight ... ...
At Wilfred Owen’s Grave (Michael Burch Poems)
A week before the Armistice, you died. They did not keep your heart like Livingstone's, then plant your bones near ...
Ordinary Love (Michael Burch Poem)
Indescribable--our love--and still we say with eyes averted, turning out the light, "I love you," in the ordinary way and ...
LET EZRA POUND SPEAK (Luis Benitez Poem)
If you have nothing to say keep silent let Ezra Pound speak from the shadows the splendid old man from ...
An Invitation (Thomas Blackburn Poem)
Holding with shaking hands a letter from some Official - high up he says in the Ministry, I note that ...
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 ...