Clearing At Dawn [from the Chinese] (Arthur Waley Poems)
The fields are chill; the sparse rain has stopped;The colours of Spring teem on every side.With leaping fish the blue ...
Poems about sparse (21 Poems)
For the Union Dead (Robert Lowell Poem)
"Relinquunt Omnia Servare Rem Publicam." The old South Boston Aquarium stands in a Sahara of snow now. Its broken windows ...
Skeletal Pines (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Weathered gray, sparse even the living limbs skeletal pines, evergreens stripped of excess no pretense, essentials only exposed at the ...
Restless Night (Tu Fu Poem)
As bamboo chill drifts into the bedroom, Moonlight fills every corner of our Garden. Heavy dew beads and trickles. Stars ...
Full Moon (Tu Fu Poem)
Above the tower -- a lone, twice-sized moon. On the cold river passing night-filled homes, It scatters restless gold across ...
Sea Rose (Hilda Doolittle Poem)
Rose, harsh rose, marred and with stint of petals, meagre flower, thin, sparse of leaf, more precious than a wet ...
Music, In A Foreign Language (Andrew Crumey Poem)
In a cafe, once more I heard Your voice - those sparse and frugal notes. Do they not say that ...
Sorrow (Li Ching Chao Poem)
To the melody of "Sheng Sheng Man" I pine and peak And questless seek Groping and moping to linger and ...
Last Hill In A Vista (Louise Bogan Poem)
Come, let us tell the weeds in ditches How we are poor, who once had riches, And lie out in ...
At The Fishhouses (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
Although it is a cold evening, down by one of the fishhouses an old man sits netting, his net, in ...
Release (A. R. Ammons Poem)
After a long muggy hanging day the raindrops started so sparse the bumblebee flew between them home (A. R. Ammons)
Variations on the Word Love (Margaret Atwood Poem)
This is a word we use to plug holes with. It's the right size for those warm blanks in speech, ...
Tell Me a Story (Robert Penn Warren Poems)
Long ago, in Kentucky, I, a boy, stood By a dirt road, in first dark, and heard The great geese ...
Clearing at Dawn (Li Po Poems)
The fields are chill, the sparse rain has stopped; The colours of Spring teem on every side. With leaping fish ...
Coda (Dorothy Parker Poems)
There's little in taking or giving, There's little in water or wine; This living, this living, this living Was never ...
Canto XLIX (Ezra Pound Poems)
For the seven lakes, and by no man these verses: Rain; empty river; a voyage, Fire from frozen cloud, heavy ...
Notes For The Legend Of Salad Woman (Michael Ondaatje Poems)
Since my wife was born she must have eaten the equivalent of two-thirds of the original garden of Eden. Not ...
Black Stone On Top Of Nothing (Philip Levine Poems)
Still sober, César Vallejo comes home and finds a black ribbon around the apartment building covering the front door. He ...
Sierra Kid (Philip Levine Poems)
"I've been where it hurts." the Kid He becomes Sierra Kid I passed Slimgullion, Morgan Mine, Camp Seco, and the ...
In A Vacant House (Philip Levine Poems)
Someone was calling someone; now they've stopped. Beyond the glass the rose vines quiver as in a light wind, but ...