Naucratia; Or Naval Dominion. Part I (Henry James Pye Poems)
ANALYSIS OF PART I. Introduction.-Deluge.-Savage stopped by a river.-Tree blown across the stream.-Tree carried away by an inundation. -Raft.-Fishing.-Carried sea ...
Poems about predatory (17 Poems)
The Bad Old Days (Kenneth Rexroth Poems)
The summer of nineteen eighteenI read The Jungle and TheResearch Magnificent. That fallMy father died and my auntTook me to ...
Roses Only (Marianne Moore Poems)
You do not seem to realize that beauty is a liability rather thanan asset - that in view of the fact ...
Poem’s Beginning (Rachel Korn Poems)
It's a dread and endless fright,A threshold of pain and grief,A something standing at the door,Wrapped in the gray, thick ...
Soul’s Haven (Marya Zaturenska Poems)
Because the sterile arms no longer beatAcross the predatory airBut form a cross of grandeur and despairBecause that glorious hairThat ...
Starlings (Mary Webb Poems)
When the blue summer nightIs short and safe and light,How should the starlings any more rememberThe fearful, trembling times of ...
Alsace-Lorraine (George Meredith Poems)
IThe sister Hours in circles linked,Daughters of men, of men the mates,Are gone on flow with the day that winked,With ...
Foresight And Patience (George Meredith Poems)
Sprung of the father blood, the mother brain,Are they who point our pathway and sustain.They rarely meet; one soars, one ...
Erratic Musings (Alexander Anderson Poems)
Alone. For Jack has gone away, To hide his head in proofs and letters;And left me here to spend the ...
Culture and Cops (C J Dennis Poems)
Five nights agone I lay at rest On my suburban couch.My trousers on the bedpost hung, Red gold within their ...
History (Robert Lowell Poem)
History has to live with what was here, clutching and close to fumbling all we had-- it is so dull ...
Marigold Monarchs (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Fidgety, shy, tremulous introverted royalty hide, run, burst to flight normally, as I approach with my predatory posture sudden motion ...
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 ...
Endurance (Peter Conners Poem)
Indeed. These jagged crevasses of the psyche are treacherous, gray. Extending two hundred plus days in every direction; an ominous ...
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 ...
We Two-How Long We were Fool’d. (Walt Whitman Poems)
WE two-how long we were fool'd! Now transmuted, we swiftly escape, as Nature escapes; We are Nature-long have we been ...
A Story For Rose On The Midnight Flight To Boston (Anne Sexton Poems)
Until tonight they were separate specialties, different stories, the best of their own worst. Riding my warm cabin home, I ...