The Most Beautiful Woman In Town (Charles Bukowski Poem)
Cass was the youngest and most beautiful of 5 sisters. Cass was the most beautiful girl in town. 1/2 Indian ...
Poems about slow (51 Poems)
Girl In A Miniskirt Reading The Bible Outside My Window (Charles Bukowski Poem)
Sunday, I am eating a grapefruit, church is over at the Russian Orthadox to the west. she is dark of ...
Exchanging Hats (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Unfunny uncles who insist in trying on a lady's hat, --oh, even if the joke falls flat, we share your ...
The Moose (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
From narrow provinces of fish and bread and tea, home of the long tides where the bay leaves the sea ...
sail on (W. Jude Aher Poem)
sail on, when the sun is gone when the wind rises off a river slow when you hear no more ...
evening (W. Jude Aher Poem)
water for dance shadows last. walk the paris streets, slow. sweet rain, all their eyes linger within my soul, evening. ...
In Every Direction (Ralph Angel Poem)
As if you actually died in that dream and woke up dead. Shadows of untangling vines tumble toward the ceiling. ...
Turns And Movies: Rose And Murray (Conrad Aiken Poem)
After the movie, when the lights come up, He takes her powdered hand behind the wings; She, all in yellow, ...
The House Of Dust: Part 04: 06: Cinema (Conrad Aiken Poem)
As evening falls, The walls grow luminous and warm, the walls Tremble and glow with the lives within them moving, ...
The House Of Dust: Part 04: 04: Counterpoint: Two Rooms (Conrad Aiken Poem)
He, in the room above, grown old and tired, She, in the room below-his floor her ceiling- Pursue their separate ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 12: Witches’ Sabbath (Conrad Aiken Poems)
Now, when the moon slid under the cloud And the cold clear dark of starlight fell, He heard in his ...
The House Of Dust: Part 04: 01: Clairvoyant (Conrad Aiken Poem)
'This envelope you say has something in it Which once belonged to your dead son-or something He knew, was fond ...
The House Of Dust: Part 04: 02: Death: And A Derisive Chorus (Conrad Aiken Poem)
The door is shut. She leaves the curtained office, And down the grey-walled stairs comes trembling slowly Towards the dazzling ...
The House Of Dust: Part 04: 03: Palimpsest: A Deceitful Portrait (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: We move in crowds, we flow and talk together, Seeing so ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 08: Coffins: Interlude (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Wind blows. Snow falls. The great clock in its tower Ticks with reverberant coil and tolls the hour: At the ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 09: Cabaret (Conrad Aiken Poem)
We sit together and talk, or smoke in silence. You say (but use no words) 'this night is passing As ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 10: Letter (Conrad Aiken Poem)
From time to time, lifting his eyes, he sees The soft blue starlight through the one small window, The moon ...
The House Of Dust: Part 03: 11: Conversation: Undertones (Conrad Aiken Poem)
What shall we talk of? Li Po? Hokusai? You narrow your long dark eyes to fascinate me; You smile a ...
The House Of Dust: Part 02: 11: Snow falls. The sky is grey, and sullenly glares (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Snow falls. The sky is grey, and sullenly glares With purple lights in the canyoned street. The fiery sign on ...
The House Of Dust: Part 01: 06: Over the darkened city, the city of towers (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Over the darkened city, the city of towers, The city of a thousand gates, Over the gleaming terraced roofs, the ...
The House Of Dust: Part 01: 07: Midnight; bells toll, and along the cloud-high towers (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Midnight; bells toll, and along the cloud-high towers The golden lights go out . . . The yellow windows darken, ...
The House Of Dust: Part 01: 05: The snow floats down upon us, mingled with rain (Conrad Aiken Poem)
The snow floats down upon us, mingled with rain . . . It eddies around pale lilac lamps, and falls ...
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 ...
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 ...
Improvisations: Light And Snow (Conrad Aiken Poem)
I The girl in the room beneath Before going to bed Strums on a mandolin The three simple tunes she ...
Nocturne Of Remembered Spring (Conrad Aiken Poem)
I. Moonlight silvers the tops of trees, Moonlight whitens the lilac shadowed wall And through the evening fall, Clearly, as ...
The Tortoise In Keystone Heights (Deborah Ager Poem)
When I knew, it was raining. Winter in decline. I was tired. You in your soaked shirt diffused into the ...
Dear Deborah (Deborah Ager Poem)
They tell me that your heart has been found in Iowa, pumping along Interstate 35. Do you want it back? ...
Meadowsweet (William Allingham Poem)
Through grass, through amber'd cornfields, our slow Stream-- Fringed with its flags and reeds and rushes tall, And Meadowsweet, the ...
A Gravestone (William Allingham Poem)
Far from the churchyard dig his grave, On some green mound beside the wave; To westward, sea and sky alone, ...