The Thatch (Robert Frost Poem)
Out alone in the winter rain, Intent on giving and taking pain. But never was I far out of sight ...
Poems about snow (51 Poems)
Spring Pools (Robert Frost Poem)
These pools that, though in forests, still reflect The total sky almost without defect, And like the flowers beside them, ...
Dust in the Eyes (Robert Frost Poem)
If, as they say, some dust thrown in my eyes Will keep my talk from getting overwise, I'm not the ...
The Trial by Existence (Robert Frost Poem)
Even the bravest that are slain Shall not dissemble their surprise On waking to find valor reign, Even as on ...
Storm Fear (Robert Frost Poem)
WHEN the wind works against us in the dark, And pelts with snow The lowest chamber window on the east, ...
New Hampshire (Robert Frost Poem)
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
Maple (Robert Frost Poem)
Her teacher's certainty it must be Mabel Made Maple first take notice of her name. She asked her father and ...
Looking For a Sunset Bird in Winter (Robert Frost Poem)
The west was getting out of gold, The breath of air had died of cold, When shoeing home across the ...
A Patch of Old Snow (Robert Frost Poem)
There's a patch of old snow in a corner That I should have guessed Was a blow-away paper the rain ...
An Old Man’s Winter Night (Robert Frost Poems)
All out of doors looked darkly in at him Through the thin frost, almost in separate stars, That gathers on ...
At the grave of Anastasia Baluk – Cross Stone (Ian Emberson Poem)
Anastasia and the sad snow falling a toiling sky and a long white line of hills a distant birthplace short ...
To Live (Paul Eluard Poem)
We both have our hands to give Take mine I shall lead you afar I have lived several times my ...
The Foolish Fir-Tree (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
A tale that the poet Rückert told To German children, in days of old; Disguised in a random, rollicking rhyme ...
Song (Go And Catch A Falling Star) (John Donne Poem)
Go and catch a falling star, Get with child a mandrake root, Tell me where all past years are, Or ...
The Snow that never drifts — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The Snow that never drifts -- The transient, fragrant snow That comes a single time a Year Is softly driving ...
Of Tribulation, these are They (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Of Tribulation, these are They, Denoted by the White -- The Spangled Gowns, a lesser Rank Of Victors -- designate ...
It was not Saint — it was too large — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
It was not Saint -- it was too large -- Nor Snow -- it was too small -- It only ...
Absent Place — an April Day — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Absent Place -- an April Day -- Daffodils a-blow Homesick curiosity To the Souls that snow -- Drift may block ...
In snow thou comest — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
In snow thou comest -- Thou shalt go with the resuming ground, The sweet derision of the crow, And Glee's ...
Where I have lost, I softer tread (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Where I have lost, I softer tread -- I sow sweet flower from garden bed -- I pause above that ...
Publication — is the Auction (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Publication -- is the Auction Of the Mind of Man -- Poverty -- be justifying For so foul a thing ...
This Evening Also (Paul Celan Poem)
more fully, since snow fell even on this sun-drifted, sun-drenched sea, blossoms the ice in those baskets you carry into ...
This Morning (Raymond Carver Poem)
This morning was something. A little snow lay on the ground. The sun floated in a clear blue sky. The ...
To Brooklyn Bridge (Hart Crane Poem)
How many dawns, chill from his rippling rest The seagull's wings shall dip and pivot him, Shedding white rings of ...
Gregory Corso (Gregory Corso Poem)
Budger of history Brake of time You Bomb Toy of universe Grandest of all snatched sky I cannot hate you ...
Troilus And Criseyde: Book 01 (Geoffrey Chaucer Poem)
The double 12 sorwe of Troilus to tellen, That was the king Priamus sone of Troye, In lovinge, how his ...
Heritage (Countee Cullen Poem)
What is Africa to me: Copper sun or scarlet sea, Jungle star or jungle track, Strong bronzed men, or regal ...
The Flood (John Clare Poem)
On Lolham Brigs in wild and lonely mood I've seen the winter floods their gambols play Through each old arch ...
Remembrances (John Clare Poem)
Summer pleasures they are gone like to visions every one And the cloudy days of autumn and of winter cometh ...
Night is Darkening Around Me, The (Emily Bronte Poem)
The night is darkening round me, The wild winds coldly blow ; But a tyrant spell has bound me, And ...