Two Hymnals (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
It has become our practice, of late to pull two hymnals from the rack A function of a child between ...
Poems about rack (37 Poems)
Holiday Ties (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
They came out of storage, off the rack around my neck, starting today, thirteen, maybe fourteen ties (or at least ...
Marelli’s Fruit and Real Estate (Raymond A. Foss Poems)
That is what the bright neon sign read this bit of fun, this whimsy this place Leno would love to ...
Free Time (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Campsite set Late afternoon Late June Grab a friend Get the canoe Head up the brook The tributary Portage through ...
A Neoprene Monk (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Not a Gorton's Fisherman, no he doesn't have the hands, the weathered brow, the smell of fish, or the sound ...
Mary smith (Eugene Field Poem)
Away down East where I was reared amongst my Yankee kith, There used to live a pretty girl whose name ...
The Colonel (Carolyn Forche Poem)
What you have heard is true. I was in his house. His wife carried a tray of coffee and sugar. ...
The Convent Gardener Of Lamporechio (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
WHEN Cupid with his dart, would hearts assail, The rampart most secure is not the VEIL; A husband better will ...
The Code (Robert Frost Poem)
There were three in the meadow by the brook Gathering up windrows, piling cocks of hay, With an eye always ...
The Medal (John Dryden Poem)
Of all our antic sights and pageantry Which English idiots run in crowds to see, The Polish Medal bears the ...
No Rack can torture me (Emily Dickinson Poem)
No Rack can torture me -- My Soul -- at Liberty -- Behind this mortal Bone There knits a bolder ...
Grief is a Mouse — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Grief is a Mouse -- And chooses Wainscot in the Breast For His Shy House -- And baffles quest -- ...
Pedestrian ambitions (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
My thoughts are like the boots randomly arrayed in the rack outside the window, some in pairs neatly stacked, comfortably ...
The Poet Washes Dishes (Peter Conners Poem)
It took several hours. There were spaces in the cookware of which no one was aware, save the poet. The ...
The Last Man (Thomas Campbell Poem)
All worldly shapes shall melt in gloom, The Sun himself must die, Before this mortal shall assume Its Immortality! I ...
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 ...
At Bordj-an-Nus (Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Poem)
El Arabi! El Arabi! Burn in thy brilliance, mine own! O Beautiful! O Barbarous! Seductive as a serpent is That ...
At Bordj-an-Nus (Aleister Crowley Poem)
El Arabi! El Arabi! Burn in thy brilliance, mine own! O Beautiful! O Barbarous! Seductive as a serpent is That ...
Fit the Fifth ( Hunting of the Snark ) (Lewis Carroll Poem)
The Beaver's Lesson They sought it with thimbles, they sought it with care; They pursued it with forks and hope; ...
The Hunting Of The Snark (Lewis Carroll Poem)
Dedication Inscribed to a dear Child: in memory of golden summer hours and whispers of a summer sea. Girt with ...
A Prisoner in a Dungeon Deep (Anne Bronte Poem)
A prisoner in a dungeon deep Sat musing silently; His head was rested on his hand, His elbow on his ...
Gilbert (Charlotte Bronte Poem)
I. THE GARDEN. ABOVE the city hung the moon, Right o'er a plot of ground Where flowers and orchard-trees were ...
In Honour of that High and Mighty Princess, Queen ELIZABETH (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
Proem. 1.1 Although great Queen, thou now in silence lie, 1.2 Yet thy loud Herald Fame, doth to the sky ...
The Quality of Courage (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
Black trees against an orange sky, Trees that the wind shook terribly, Like a harsh spume along the road, Quavering ...
Prometheus (Lord Byron Poem)
Titan! to whose immortal eyes The sufferings of mortality, Seen in their sad reality, Were not as things that gods ...
Dream Song 50: In a motion of night they massed nearer my post (John Berryman Poem)
In a motion of night they massed nearer my post. I hummed a short blues. When the stars went out ...
Dream Song 130: When I saw my friend covered with blood, I thought (John Berryman Poem)
When I saw my friend covered with blood, I thought This is the end of the dream, now I'll wake ...
Bishop Blougram’s Apology (Robert Browning Poems)
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
The Pied Piper Of Hamelin (Robert Browning Poem)
A Child's Story Hamelin Town's in Brunswick, By famous Hanover city; The river Weser, deep and wide, Washes its wall ...
Obermann Once More (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...