The Obesion (Craig Erick Chaffin Poem)
I Before I grew this spacesuit I was trim. I saw it in a doctor's report: "The subject is an ...
Poems about returns (51 Poems)
Earth Voices (Bliss Carman Poem)
I I heard the spring wind whisper Above the brushwood fire, "The world is made forever Of transport and desire. ...
Corona (Paul Celan Poem)
Autunm eats its leaf out of my hand: we are friends. From the nuts we shell time and we teach ...
He Vows (Constantine P. Cavafy Poem)
Every so often he vows to start a better life. But when night comes with her own counsels, with her ...
To the Tune of (Li Ching Chao Poem)
The fragrance of the pink lotus fails, the jade mat hints of autumn. Softly I unfasten my silk cloak, Who ...
Love And Madness (Thomas Campbell Poem)
Hark ! from the battlements of yonder tower The solemn bell has tolled the midnight hour ! Roused from drear ...
I Will Praise the Lord at All Times (William Cowper Poem)
Winter has a joy for me, While the Saviour's charms I read, Lowly, meek, from blemish free, In the snowdrop's ...
Jehovah Our Righteousness (William Cowper Poem)
My God, how perfect are Thy ways! But mine polluted are; Sin twines itself about my praise, And slides into ...
To William Wordsworth (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Friend of the Wise ! and Teacher of the Good ! Into my heart have I received that Lay More ...
The Rime Of The Ancient Mariner (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Part I It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 'By thy long grey beard and glittering ...
Nothing grows except the grass. (Carlos Barbarito Poem)
Nothing grows except the grass. Nothing leaps into sight except some stone and what the stone contains and protects. Here, ...
V. To the River Tweed. (William Lisle Bowles Poem)
O TWEED! a stranger, that with wand'ring feet O'er hill and dale has journey'd many a mile, (If so his ...
Home (Anne Bronte Poem)
How brightly glistening in the sun The woodland ivy plays! While yonder beeches from their barks Reflect his silver rays. ...
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 ...
Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front (Wendell Berry Poem)
Love the quick profit, the annual raise, vacation with pay. Want more of everything ready-made. Be afraid to know your ...
Contemplations (Anne Bradstreet Poem)
1 Sometime now past in the Autumnal Tide, 2 When Ph{oe}bus wanted but one hour to bed, 3 The trees ...
Part 7 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
And Thou Art Dead, As Young and Fair (Lord Byron Poem)
And thou art dead, as young and fair As aught of mortal birth; And form so soft, and charms so ...
The Giaour (Lord Byron Poem)
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
We’ll go no more a-roving (Lord Byron Poems)
SO, we'll go no more a-roving So late into the night, Though the heart be still as loving, And the ...
So We’ll Go No More a-Roving (Lord Byron Poems)
So we'll go no more a-roving So late into the night, Though the heart still be as loving, And the ...
Stanzas To The Po (Lord Byron Poem)
River, that rollest by the ancient walls, Where dwells the lady of my love, when she Walks by thy brink, ...
To Thyrza: And Thou Art Dead (Lord Byron Poem)
And thou art dead, as young and fair As aught of mortal birth; And form so soft and charm so ...
Dream Song 118: He wondered: Do I love? all this applause (John Berryman Poem)
He wondered: Do I love? all this applause, young beauties sitting at my feet & all, and all. It tires ...
Dream Song 27: The greens of the Ganges delta foliate (John Berryman Poem)
The greens of the Ganges delta foliate. Of heartless youth made late aware he pled: Brownies, please come. To Henry ...
Dream Song 79: Op. posth. no. 2 (John Berryman Poem)
Whence flew the litter whereon he was laid? Of what heroic stuff was warlock Henry made? and questions of that ...
Dream Song 265: I don’t know one damned butterfly from another (John Berryman Poems)
I don't know one damned butterfly from another my ignorance of the stars is formidable, also of dogs & ferns ...
The Ball Poem (John Berryman Poem)
What is the boy now, who has lost his ball, What, what is he to do? I saw it go ...
THE GHOST (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
SOFTLY as brown-eyed Angels rove I will return to thy alcove, And glide upon the night to thee, Treading the ...
Old Pictures In Florence (Robert Browning Poem)
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...