J–K. Huysmans (Amy Lowell Poem)
A flickering glimmer through a window-pane, A dim red glare through mud bespattered glass, Cleaving a path between blown walls ...
Poems about thickly (29 Poems)
The Red Lacquer Music-Stand (Amy Lowell Poem)
A music-stand of crimson lacquer, long since brought In some fast clipper-ship from China, quaintly wrought With bossed and carven ...
The Perch (Galway Kinnell Poem)
There is a fork in a branch of an ancient, enormous maple, one of a grove of such trees, where ...
Lucky (Tony Hoagland Poem)
If you are lucky in this life, you will get to help your enemy the way I got to help ...
The School of Night (Alec Derwent Hope Poem)
What did I study in your School of Night? When your mouth's first unfathomable yes Opened your body to be ...
Heiress And Architect (Thomas Hardy Poem)
For A. W. B. SHE sought the Studios, beckoning to her side An arch-designer, for she planned to build. He ...
AN ODE TO MY JAILED FRIEND (Godfrey Mutiso Gorry Poem)
Unmasked - The spirits' face is a black hole Swallowing the celestial beauty Of the stars. Caged - The sentinel ...
EFFECTS AT A DISTANCE. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
THE queen in the lofty hall takes her place, The tapers around her are flaming; She speaks to the page: ...
Snow (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Layered frosting thick heavy butter cream hanging heavy on the needles the limbs coated in white a mix of marshmallow ...
The White Bees (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
I LEGEND Long ago Apollo called to Aristæus, youngest of the shepherds, Saying, "I will make you keeper of my ...
A Hedge Of Rubber Trees (Amy Clampitt Poem)
The West Village by then was changing; before long the rundown brownstones at its farthest edge would have slipped into ...
The wayfarer, (Stephen Crane Poem)
The wayfarer, Perceiving the pathway to truth, Was struck with astonishment. It was thickly grown with weeds. "Ha," he said, ...
May (John Clare Poem)
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
The Maple Tree (John Clare Poem)
The Maple with its tassell flowers of green That turns to red, a stag horn shapèd seed Just spreading out ...
The Arbour (Anne Bronte Poem)
I'll rest me in this sheltered bower, And look upon the clear blue sky That smiles upon me through the ...
Lines Written From Home (Anne Bronte Poem)
Though bleak these woods, and damp the ground With fallen leaves so thickly strown, And cold the wind that wanders ...
The Consolation (Anne Bronte Poem)
Though bleak these woods and damp the ground With fallen leaves so thickly strewn, And cold the wind that wanders ...
The Arbour (Anne Bronte Poem)
I'll rest me in this sheltered bower, And look upon the clear blue sky That smiles upon me through the ...
The Siege of Corinth (Lord Byron Poem)
ADVERTISEMENT "The grand army of the Turks, (in 1715), under the Prime Vizier, to open to themselves a way into ...
Mazeppa (Lord Byron Poem)
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
Turns And Movies: Violet Moore And Bert Moore (Conrad Aiken Poem)
He thinks her little feet should pass Where dandelions star thickly grass; Her hands should lift in sunlit air Sea-wind ...
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 ...
An Evening in Dandaloo (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
It was while we held our races -- Hurdles, sprints and steplechases -- Up in Dandaloo, That a crowd of ...
The Seven Of Pentacles (Marge Piercy Poems)
Under a sky the color of pea soup she is looking at her work growing away there actively, thickly like ...
The Man From Snowy River (Andrew Barton Paterson Poems)
There was movement at the station, for the word has passed around That the colt from old Regret had got ...
Death and Burial of Lord Tennyson (William Topaz McGonagall Poems)
Alas! England now mourns for her poet that's gone- The late and the good Lord Tennyson. I hope his soul ...
The Bombay Train Song (John Matthew Poems)
He hangs on dangling handholds As the train sways and careens Endless nondescript buildings unfold Their secrets as the tired ...
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 ...
The King’s Breakfast (A. A. Milne Poems)
The King's Breakfast The King asked The Queen, and The Queen asked The Dairymaid: "Could we have some butter for ...