Sonnet LXIV (Charlotte Smith Poems)
HERE from the restless bed of lingering painThe languid sufferer seeks the tepid wave,And feels returning health and hope againDisperse ...
Poems about tepid (21 Poems)
Our little Kinsmen-afte (Emily Dickinson Poems)
885Our little Kinsmen-after RainIn plenty may be seen,A Pink and Pulpy multitudeThe tepid Ground upon.A needless life, it seemed to ...
Ebb (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
I know what my heart is like Since your love died: It is like a hollow ledge Holding ...
Landscape of a Pissing Multitude (Federico Garcia Lorca Poem)
The men kept to themselves: they were waiting for the swiftness of the last cyclists. The women kept to themselves: ...
The Gypsy and the Wind (Federico Garcia Lorca Poem)
Playing her parchment moon Precosia comes along a watery path of laurels and crystal lights. The starless silence, fleeing from ...
WILDFLOWERS AND HOTHOUSE-PLANTS (Henrik Ibsen Poem)
"GOOD Heavens, man, what a freak of taste! What blindness to form and feature! The girl's no beauty, and might ...
A Hint of Tea (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Her little hands so purposeful opening each packet stirring the sugar, the creamer (a suggestion of her sister). A spill ...
Our little Kinsmen — after Rain (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Our little Kinsmen -- after Rain In plenty may be seen, A Pink and Pulpy multitude The tepid Ground upon. ...
Candor — my tepid friend — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Candor -- my tepid friend -- Come not to play with me -- The Myrrhs, and Mochas, of the Mind ...
Worthy Places (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
There were some worthy places where we could escape, avoid the heavy weight of living in a densely peopled space; ...
To Henrietta Lyn (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
We're going to miss you little girl, you leave an aching space way out of all proportion to your size. ...
The Song Of The Strange Ascetic (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
If I had been a Heathen, I'd have praised the purple vine, My slaves should dig the vineyards, And I ...
Into the Dusk-Charged Air (John Ashbery Poem)
Far from the Rappahannock, the silent Danube moves along toward the sea. The brown and green Nile rolls slowly Like ...
Ode to Health (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
Come, bright-eyed maid, Pure offspring of the tranquil mind, Haste, my fev'rish temples bind With olive wreaths of em'rald hue ...
Stanzas (Mary Darby Robinson Poems)
WHEN fragrant gales and summer show'rs Call'd forth the sweetly scented flow'rs; When ripen'd sheaves of golden grain, Strew'd their ...
The Bath-Tub (Ezra Pound Poems)
As a bathtub lined with white porcelain, When the hot water gives out or goes tepid, So is the slow ...
Paradise Lost: Book 07 (John Milton Poems)
Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that name If rightly thou art called, whose voice divine Following, above the Olympian hill ...
To A Poet That Died Young (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
Minstrel, what have you to do With this man that, after you, Sharing not your happy fate, Sat as England's ...
Ebb (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
I know what my heart is like Since your love died: It is like a hollow ledge Holding a little ...
The Widening Spell Of Leaves (Larry Levis Poems)
--The Carpathian Frontier, October, 1968 --for my brother Once, in a foreign country, I was suddenly ill. I was driving ...
Z213: Exit (Dimitris Lyacos Poems)
Page 5 A few hours more, station, deserted, a dirt road for inside the town, mud, mud, blankets outside, mouldering ...