The Book of Hours of Sister Clotilde (Amy Lowell Poem)
The Bell in the convent tower swung. High overhead the great sun hung, A navel for the curving sky. The ...
Poems about slanting (29 Poems)
Suggested by the Cover of a Volume of Keats’s Poems (Amy Lowell Poems)
Wild little bird, who chose thee for a sign To put upon the cover of this book? Who heard thee ...
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, ...
The Shadow (Amy Lowell Poem)
Paul Jannes was working very late, For this watch must be done by eight To-morrow or the Cardinal Would certainly ...
Advent (Patrick Kavanagh Poem)
We have tested and tasted too much, lover- Through a chink too wide there comes in no wonder. But here ...
Epistle To My Brother George (John Keats Poem)
Full many a dreary hour have I past, My brain bewildered, and my mind o'ercast With heaviness; in seasons when ...
Endymion: Book I (John Keats Poem)
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
The Elementary Scene (Randall Jarrell Poem)
Looking back in my mind I can see The white sun like a tin plate Over the wooden turning of ...
The Two Streams (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poem)
Behold the rocky wall That down its sloping sides Pours the swift rain-drops, blending, as they fall, In rushing river-tides! ...
She Hears The Storm (Thomas Hardy Poem)
There was a time in former years-- While my roof-tree was his-- When I should have been distressed by fears ...
At Ithaca (Hilda Doolittle Poem)
Over and back, the long waves crawl and track the sand with foam; night darkens, and the sea takes on ...
The Angle of a Landscape (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Angle of a Landscape -- That every time I wake -- Between my Curtain and the Wall Upon an ...
The Task: Book V, The Winter Morning Walk (excerpts) (William Cowper Poem)
'Tis morning; and the sun, with ruddy orb Ascending, fires th' horizon: while the clouds, That crowd away before the ...
To The Rev. George Coleridge (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Notus in fratres animi paterni. Hor. Carm. lib.II.2. A bless?d lot hath he, who having passed His youth and early ...
The Irish Unionist’s farewell to Greta Hellastrom in 1922 (John Betjeman Poems)
Golden haired and golden hearted I would ever have you be, As you were when last we parted Smiling slow ...
God Give to Men (Arna Bontemps Poem)
God give the yellow man an easy breeze at blossom time. Grant his eager, slanting eyes to cover every land ...
Moonlight slanting (Matsuo Basho Poem)
Moonlight slanting through the bamboo grove; a cuckoo crying. (Matsuo Basho)
The Vision of Judgment (Lord Byron Poem)
BY QUEVEDO REDIVIVUS SUGGESTED BY THE COMPOSITION SO ENTITLED BY THE AUTHOR OF 'WAT TYLER' 'A Daniel come to judgment! ...
The Other Tiger (Jorge Luis Borges Poem)
A tiger comes to mind. The twilight here Exalts the vast and busy Library And seems to set the bookshelves ...
Cirque D’Hiver (Elizabeth Bishop Poems)
Across the floor flits the mechanical toy, fit for a king of several centuries back. A little circus horse with ...
Poem (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
About the size of an old-style dollar bill, American or Canadian, mostly the same whites, gray greens, and steel grays ...
Senlin: His Futile Preoccupations (Conrad Aiken Poem)
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
Senlin: His Dark Origins (Conrad Aiken Poem)
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
In Memoriam Mae Noblitt (A. R. Ammons Poem)
This is just a place: we go around, distanced, yearly in a star's atmosphere, turning daily into and out of ...
The Lovers of the Poor (Gwendolyn Brooks Poems)
arrive. The Ladies from the Ladies' Betterment League Arrive in the afternoon, the late light slanting In diluted gold bars ...
Street in Agrigentum (Salvatore Quasimodo Poems)
There is still the wind that I remember firing the manes of horses, racing, slanting, across the plains, the wind ...
Renascence (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
All I could see from where I stood Was three long mountains and a wood; I turned and looked another ...
Clover (Sidney Lanier Poems)
Inscribed to the Memory of John Keats. Dear uplands, Chester's favorable fields, My large unjealous Loves, many yet one -- ...
The Hard Times In Elfland (Sidney Lanier Poems)
A Story of Christmas Eve. Strange that the termagant winds should scold The Christmas Eve so bitterly! But Wife, and ...