The Old Gray Wall (Bliss Carman Poem)
Time out of mind I have stood Fronting the frost and the sun, That the dream of the world might ...
Poems about shoulder (51 Poems)
Behind the Arras (Bliss Carman Poem)
I like the old house tolerably well, Where I must dwell Like a familiar gnome; And yet I never shall ...
The Bandaged Shoulder (Constantine P. Cavafy Poem)
He said that he had hurt himself on a wall or that he had fallen. But there was probably another ...
Nothing Stays Put (Amy Clampitt Poem)
In memory of Father Flye, 1884-1985 The strange and wonderful are too much with us. The protea of the antipodes-a ...
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 ...
The Best Time Of The Day (Raymond Carver Poem)
Cool summer nights. Windows open. Lamps burning. Fruit in the bowl. And your head on my shoulder. These the happiest ...
Happiness (Raymond Carver Poem)
So early it's still almost dark out. I'm near the window with coffee, and the usual early morning stuff that ...
Story Of Isaac (Leonard Cohen Poem)
The door it opened slowly, my father he came in, I was nine years old. And he stood so tall ...
Take This Waltz (Leonard Cohen Poem)
(After Lorca) Now in Vienna there are ten pretty women. There's a shoulder where death comes to cry. There's a ...
Hiawathas’ photographing ( Part I ) (Lewis Carroll Poems)
FROM his shoulder Hiawatha Took the camera of rosewood, Made of sliding, folding rosewood; Neatly put it all together. In ...
Hiawatha’s Photographing (Lewis Carroll Poems)
From his shoulder Hiawatha Took the camera of rosewood, Made of sliding, folding rosewood; Neatly put it all together. In ...
Hiawatha’s Photographing (complete) (Lewis Carroll Poems)
From his shoulder Hiawatha Took the camera of rosewood, Made of sliding, folding rosewood; Neatly put it all together. In ...
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; ...
Rules and Regulations (Lewis Carroll Poem)
A short direction To avoid dejection, By variations In occupations, And prolongation Of relaxation, And combinations Of recreations, And disputation ...
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 ...
Directions (Billy Collins Poem)
You know the brick path in the back of the house, the one you see from the kitchen window, the ...
Shoveling Snow With Buddha (Billy Collins Poem)
In the usual iconography of the temple or the local Wok you would never see him doing such a thing, ...
Matt’s Manifesto (Jonathan Bohrn Poems)
The Renaissance men are aging now, having survived Industrialization's Original Sin and the Information Age flood; The need for specialization ...
Woak Hill (Ingeborg Bachmann Poem)
When sycamore leaves wer a-spreaden Green-ruddy in hedges, Bezide the red doust o' the ridges, A-dried at Woak Hill; I ...
The Wood Nymph (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
A glint of her hair or a flash of her shoulder - That is the most I can boast to ...
The Hunter (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
A full-fledged gun cannot endure The trifling of an amateur; Poor marksmanship its temper spoils And this is why the ...
Woak Hill (William Barnes Poem)
When sycamore leaves wer a-spreaden Green-ruddy in hedges, Bezide the red doust o' the ridges, A-dried at Woak Hill; I ...
A Girl Sang a Song (Aleksandr Blok Poem)
A girl sang a song in the temple's chorus, About men, tired in alien lands, About the ships that left ...
Love (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Love is a breach in the walls, a broken gate, Where that comes in that shall not go again; Love ...
The Drug-Shop, or, Endymion in Edmonstoun (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
Part 5 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing fancy. Somebody put some boards across the creek. That was it. The boards dammed ...
Part 3 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
SEA, SEA RIDER The man who owned the bookstore was not magic. He was not a three-legged crow on the ...
The Siege of Corinth (Lord Byron Poem)
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
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 ...