Malmaison (Amy Lowell Poem)
I How the slates of the roof sparkle in the sun, over there, over there, beyond the high wall! How ...
Poems about presses (30 Poems)
In the Street (Henry Lawson Poem)
Where the needle-woman toils Through the night with hand and brain, Till the sickly daylight shudders like a spectre at ...
“To Speak of Woe That Is in Marriage” (Robert Lowell Poem)
"It is the future generation that presses into being by means of these exuberant feelings and supersensible soap bubbles of ...
How Could You Not (Galway Kinnell Poem)
-- for Jane kenyon It is a day after many days of storms. Having been washed and washed, the air ...
Having it Out with Melancholy (Jane Kenyon Poem)
1FROM THE NURSERY When I was born, you waited behind a pile of linen in the nursery, and when we ...
The Voiceless (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poem)
WE count the broken lyres that rest Where the sweet wailing singers slumber, But o'er their silent sister's breast The ...
Listen When the Silent Speak (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Nine long months of silence unable to preach, to pray aloud to lead the people as he had done his ...
The Princess Betrothed To The King Of Garba (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
WHAT various ways in which a thing is told Some truth abuse, while others fiction hold; In stories we invention ...
Heat (Hilda Doolittle Poem)
O wind, rend open the heat, cut apart the heat, rend it to tatters. Fruit cannot drop through this thick ...
Gertrude of Wyoming (Thomas Campbell Poem)
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
Bride of Abydos, The (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
The Bride of Abydos (Lord Byron Poem)
"Had we never loved so kindly, Had we never loved so blindly, Never met or never parted, We had ne'er ...
Dream Song 58: Industrious, affable, having brain on fire (John Berryman Poem)
Industrious, affable, having brain on fire, Henry perplexed himself; others gave up; good girls gave in; geography was hard on ...
Love Lies Sleeping (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Earliest morning, switching all the tracks that cross the sky from cinder star to star, coupling the ends of streets ...
Into the Dusk-Charged Air (John Ashbery Poem)
Far from the Rappahannock, the silent Danube moves along toward the sea. The brown and green Nile rolls slowly Like ...
My Philosophy of Life (John Ashbery Poem)
Just when I thought there wasn't room enough for another thought in my head, I had this great idea-- call ...
310. Tam o’ Shanter: A Tale (Robert Burns Poems)
WHEN chapman billies leave the street, And drouthy neibors, neibors, meet; As market days are wearing late, And folk begin ...
341. Song-My Bonie Bell (Robert Burns Poems)
THE SMILING Spring comes in rejoicing, And surly Winter grimly flies; Now crystal clear are the falling waters, And bonie ...
Tam O’Shanter (Robert Burns Poems)
A Tale "Of Brownyis and of Bogilis full is this Buke." -Gawin Douglas. When chapman billies leave the street, And ...
The Cry Of The Children (Elizabeth Barrett Browning Poems)
Do ye hear the children weeping, O my brothers, Ere the sorrow comes with years? They are leaning their young ...
Big Night On The Town (Charles Bukowski Poems)
drunk on the dark streets of some city, it's night, you're lost, where's your room? you enter a bar to ...
To Lou Andreas-Salome (Rainer Maria Rilke Poems)
I held myself too open, I forgot that outside not just things exist and animals fully at ease in themselves, ...
WRITING TO ONEGIN (Ruth Padel Poems)
(After Pushkin) Look at the bare wood hand-waxed floor and long White dressing-gown, the good child's writing-desk And passionate cold ...
The Willow (Dorothy Parker Poems)
On sweet young earth where the myrtle presses, Long we lay, when the May was new; The willow was winding ...
The Romantic Age (Ogden Nash Poems)
This one is entering her teens, Ripe for sentimental scenes, Has picked a gangling unripe male, Sees herself in bridal ...
WREATH OF SONNETS (Vlanes Poems)
To Jena Woodhouse This way of minutes miserably mixed With their own blinks misunderstood By birds and trees, this eye-born ...
The Battle of Inkermann (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
'Twas in the year of 1854, and on the 5th November, Which Britain will no doubt long remember, When the ...
Cruelty and Love (David Herbert Lawrence Poems)
What large, dark hands are those at the window Lifted, grasping in the yellow light Which makes its way through ...
The Hands of the Betrothed (David Herbert Lawrence Poems)
Her tawny eyes are onyx of thoughtlessness, Hardened they are like gems in ancient modesty; Yea, and her mouth's prudent ...
An Abandoned Factory, Detroit (Philip Levine Poems)
The gates are chained, the barbed-wire fencing stands, An iron authority against the snow, And this grey monument to common ...