An Explanation of America: A Love of Death (Robert Pinsky Poems)
Imagine a child from Virginia or New HampshireAlone on the prairie eighty years agoOr more, one afternoon-the shaggy peltOf grasses, ...
Poems about shoveling (16 Poems)
In 1969 (Larry Levis Poems)
Some called it the Summer of Love, & although the clustered,Motionless leaves that overhung the streets looked the sameAs ever, ...
The Songs Of Siberian Exiles (Nikolay Alekseyevich Nekrasov Poems)
We stand unbroken in our places,Our shovels dare to take no rest,For not in vain his golden treasureGod buried deep ...
Hellbound Train (Anonymous Americas Poems)
A Texas cowboy lay down on a barroom floor,Having drunk so much he could drink no more;So he fell asleep ...
The Hell-Bound Train (Anonymous Americas Poems)
A Texas cowboy lay down on a barroom floor, Having drunk so much he could drink no more; So he ...
Fast Break (Edward Hirsch Poem)
In Memory of Dennis Turner, 1946-1984 A hook shot kisses the rim and hangs there, helplessly, but doesn't drop, and ...
Edward Hirsch (Edward Hirsch Poem)
In Memory of Dennis Turner, 1946-1984 A hook shot kisses the rim and hangs there, helplessly, but doesn't drop, and ...
Name of Horses (Donald Hall Poem)
All winter your brute shoulders strained against collars, padding and steerhide over the ash hames, to haul sledges of cordwood ...
The Bite of the Shovel (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The soft snow giving the bite of the shovel catching the sand thrown covering the sidewalk the blacktop frozen glaze ...
The Strangest Winter (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The lilacs budding, as is the magnolia the ground bare, except for the downed limbs the crocuses coming up through ...
Dig out the hydrants (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
The fire already raging the land, scorched, charred. Dig out the hydrants, clear them, access send the crews, shovels at ...
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, ...
Snow (David Berman Poem)
Walking through a field with my little brother Seth I pointed to a place where kids had made angels in ...
The Witch’s Life (Anne Sexton Poems)
When I was a child there was an old woman in our neighborhood whom we called The Witch. All day ...
Chicago (Carl Sandburg Poems)
Hog Butcher for the World, Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat, Player with Railroads and the Nation's Freight Handler; Stormy, husky, ...
Near Keokuk (Carl Sandburg Poems)
THIRTY-TWO Greeks are dipping their feet in a creek. Sloshing their bare feet in a cool flow of clear water. ...