After the rain (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Resurgent greens and stronger hues combined within the colours in-between will spring again, the reddish brown has nearly gone and ...
Poems about quickly (51 Poems)
Days Of 1903 (Constantine P. Cavafy Poem)
I never found them again -- the things so quickly lost.... the poetic eyes, the pale face.... in the dusk ...
Since Nine O’Clock (Constantine P. Cavafy Poems)
Half past twelve. Time has gone by quickly since nine o'clock when I lit the lamp and sat down here. ...
Wishes To His (Supposed) Mistress (Richard Crashaw Poem)
Whoe'er she be, That not impossible she That shall command my heart and me; Where'er she lie, Locked up from ...
On Opening a Place for Social Prayer (William Cowper Poem)
Jesus! where'er Thy people meet, There they behold Thy mercy seat; Where'er they seek Thee, Thou art found, And every ...
Apology To Delia: For Desiring A Lock Of Her Hair (William Cowper Poem)
Delia, the unkindest girl on earth, When I besought the fair, That favour of intrinsic worth A ringlet of her ...
I Held A Shelley Manuscript (Gregory Corso Poem)
My hands did numb to beauty as they reached into Death and tightened! O sovereign was my touch upon the ...
On – On – Poet (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
I to the open road, You to the hunchbacked street - Which of us two Shall the earlier rue That ...
On – On – Poet (Aleister Crowley Poem)
I to the open road, You to the hunchbacked street - Which of us two Shall the earlier rue That ...
Clemente’s Images (Robert Creeley Poems)
1) Sleeping birds, lead me, soft birds, be me inside this black room, back of the white moon. In the ...
Ballad Of The Despairing Husband (Robert Creeley Poem)
My wife and I lived all alone, contention was our only bone. I fought with her, she fought with me, ...
The Improvisatore (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Scene--A spacious drawing-room, with music-room adjoining. Katharine. What are the words ? Eliza. Ask our friend, the Improvisatore ; here ...
Christabel (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
Phantasmagoria CANTO III ( Scarmoges ) (Lewis Carroll Poem)
"AND did you really walk," said I, "On such a wretched night? I always fancied Ghosts could fly - If ...
Lays of Sorrow (Lewis Carroll Poem)
The day was wet, the rain fell souse Like jars of strawberry jam, a sound was heard in the ...
Brother And Sister (Lewis Carroll Poem)
"SISTER, sister, go to bed! Go and rest your weary head." Thus the prudent brother said. "Do you want a ...
The Flood (John Clare Poem)
On Lolham Brigs in wild and lonely mood I've seen the winter floods their gambols play Through each old arch ...
Badger (John Clare Poem)
When midnight comes a host of dogs and men Go out and track the badger to his den, And put ...
Cleansings (Michael Burch Poem)
Walk here among the walking scepters. Learn inhuman patience. Flesh can only cleave to bone this tightly if their hearts ...
something that you should know (Cecilia Borromeo Poem)
my secrets appear on your window when you fog the division with your own warm breath; you lost yourself in ...
A poem, on the rising glory of America (Hugh Henry Brackenridge Poem)
LEANDER. No more of Memphis and her mighty kings, Or Alexandria, where the Ptolomies. Taught golden commerce to unfurl her ...
Little Ballads Of Timely Warning; III: On Laziness And Its Resultant Ills (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
There was a man in New York City (His name was George Adolphus Knight) So soft of heart he wept ...
A Voice From The Dungeon (Anne Bronte Poem)
I'm buried now; I've done with life; I've done with hate, revenge and strife; I've done with joy, and hope ...
The Growth of Love (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...
Contemplating Hell (Bertolt Brecht Poem)
Contemplating Hell, as I once heard it, My brother Shelley found it to be a place Much like the city ...
Self-Portrait At 28 (David Berman Poem)
I know it's a bad title but I'm giving it to myself as a gift on a day nearly canceled ...
Mutation (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
They talk of short-lived pleasure--be it so-- Pain dies as quickly; stern, hard-featured pain Expires, and lets her weary prisoner ...
Of the Four Ages of Man (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
Lo, now four other act upon the stage, Childhood and Youth, the Many and Old age: The first son unto ...
The Four Ages of Man (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
1.1 Lo now! four other acts upon the stage, 1.2 Childhood, and Youth, the Manly, and Old-age. 1.3 The first: ...
The Black Lace Fan My Mother Gave Me (Eavan Boland Poem)
It was the first gift he ever gave her, buying it for five five francs in the Galeries in pre-war ...