Stravinsky’s Three Pieces (Amy Lowell Poems)
First Movement Thin-voiced, nasal pipes Drawing sound out and out Until it is a screeching thread, Sharp and cutting, sharp ...
Poems about shuffling (26 Poems)
A London Thoroughfare. 2 A.M (Amy Lowell Poem)
They have watered the street, It shines in the glare of lamps, Cold, white lamps, And lies Like a slow-moving ...
The Cremona Violin (Amy Lowell Poem)
Part First Frau Concert-Meister Altgelt shut the door. A storm was rising, heavy gusts of wind Swirled through the trees, ...
1777 (Amy Lowell Poem)
I The Trumpet-Vine Arbour The throats of the little red trumpet-flowers are wide open, And the clangour of brass beats ...
A Fairy Tale (Amy Lowell Poem)
On winter nights beside the nursery fire We read the fairy tale, while glowing coals Builded its pictures. There before ...
The Whitsun Weddings (Philip Larkin Poem)
That Whitsun, I was late getting away: Not till about One-twenty on the sunlit Saturday Did my three-quarters-empty train pull ...
The Old Jimmy Woodser (Henry Lawson Poem)
The old Jimmy Woodser comes into the bar Unwelcomed, unnoticed, unknown, Too old and too odd to be drunk with, ...
Oatmeal (Galway Kinnell Poem)
I eat oatmeal for breakfast. I make it on the hot plate and put skimmed milk on it. I eat ...
The Wishing-Caps (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
Life's all getting and giving, I've only myself to give. What shall I do for a living? I've only one ...
The Eve Of St. Agnes (John Keats Poem)
St. Agnes' Eve--Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limp'd trembling through ...
the plane and the blackbird (Rg Gregory Poem)
a cold bright sun two days to christmas a first-quarter moon at a good vantage-point a small white coffin driven ...
The Tenor Man (Adrian Green Poem)
Pottering around the stage, a hyperactive ancient in his own backyard - independent of the band it seems. Disrhythmic shuffling ...
Babushka (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
She was walking on the sidewalk just around the corner from home, from her place here is the city so ...
The Magnificent (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
SOME wit, handsome form and gen'rous mind; A triple engine prove in love we find; By these the strongest fortresses ...
The Vanishing Red (Robert Frost Poem)
He is said to have been the last Red man In Action. And the Miller is said to have laughed-- ...
The Secret People (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
Smile at us, pay us, pass us; but do not quite forget; For we are the people of England, that ...
Beach Glass (Amy Clampitt Poem)
While you walk the water's edge, turning over concepts I can't envision, the honking buoy serves notice that at any ...
Vienna, December 1999 (Jonathan Bohrn Poem)
I watched the winter light die from the bridge, the sky a sinking empire's battleship, ice floes' jagged edges clink ...
The House Of Dust: Part 01: 04: Up high black walls, up sombre terraces (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Up high black walls, up sombre terraces, Clinging like luminous birds to the sides of cliffs, The yellow lights went ...
Bored (Margaret Atwood Poem)
All those times I was bored out of my mind. Holding the log while he sawed it. Holding the string ...
No, Thank You John (Christina Rossetti Poems)
I never said I loved you, John: Why will you tease me day by day, And wax a weariness to ...
A Tale Of The Thirteenth Floor (Ogden Nash Poems)
The hands of the clock were reaching high In an old midtown hotel; I name no name, but its sordid ...
Cows (Paul Muldoon Poems)
Even as we speak, there's a smoker's cough from behind the whitethorn hedge: we stop dead in our tracks; a ...
DARKIES (John Lindley Poems)
"I'd rather make $700 a week playing a maid than earn $7 a day being a maid". Hattie McDaniel. I'm ...
Old Susan (Walter de la Mare Poems)
When Susan's work was done, she'd sit With one fat guttering candle lit, And window opened wide to win The ...
The Distant Winter (Philip Levine Poems)
from an officer's diary during the last war I The sour daylight cracks through my sleep-caked lids. "Stephan! Stephan!" The ...