The Sphinx (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
The Sphinx is drowsy, Her wings are furled: Her ear is heavy, She broods on the world. "Who'll tell me ...
Poems about underneath (51 Poems)
Initial Love (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Venus, when her son was lost, Cried him up and down the coast, In hamlets, palaces, and parks, And told ...
Burbank with a Baedeker: Bleistein with a Cigar (T. S. Eliot Poem)
Tra-la-la-la-la-la-laire-nil nisi divinum stabile est; caetera fumus-the gondola stopped, the old palace was there, how charming its grey and pink-goats ...
Loud Music (Stephen Dobyns Poem)
My stepdaughter and I circle round and round. You see, I like the music loud, the speakers throbbing, jam-packing the ...
Song For Saint Cecilia’s Day, 1687 (John Dryden Poems)
From Harmony, from heavenly Harmony This universal frame began: When nature underneath a heap Of jarring atoms lay And could ...
Absalom And Achitophel (John Dryden Poem)
In pious times, ere priest-craft did begin, Before polygamy was made a sin; When man, on many, multipli'd his kind, ...
Mac Flecknoe (John Dryden Poem)
All human things are subject to decay, And, when Fate summons, monarchs must obey: This Flecknoe found, who, like Augustus, ...
One World (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
"The worlds in which we live are two The world 'I am' and the world 'I do.'" The worlds in ...
Leda (Hilda Doolittle Poem)
Where the slow river meets the tide, a red swan lifts red wings and darker beak, and underneath the purple ...
At Baia (Hilda Doolittle Poem)
I should have thought in a dream you would have brought some lovely, perilous thing, orchids piled in a great ...
Surgeons must be very careful (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Surgeons must be very careful When they take the knife! Underneath their fine incisions Stirs the Culprit -- Life! (Emily ...
I often passed the village (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I often passed the village When going home from school -- And wondered what they did there -- And why ...
Low Tide on Grand Pré (Bliss Carman Poem)
The sun goes down, and over all These barren reaches by the tide Such unelusive glories fall, I almost dream ...
The New Omar (G. K. Chesterton Poem)
A Book of verses underneath the bough, Provided that the verses do not scan, A loaf of bread, a jug ...
Ye Flags of Picadilly (Arthur Hugh Clough Poem)
Ye flags of Piccadilly, Where I posted up and down, And wished myself so often Well away from you and ...
A Hermit Thrush (Amy Clampitt Poem)
Nothing's certain. Crossing, on this longest day, the low-tide-uncovered isthmus, scrambling up the scree-slope of what at high tide will ...
Christabel (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
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 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 ...
thought for Thursday (Jonathan Bohrn Poem)
Tomorrow's Thursday again, swept with the days' meandering flow: this, that, and the week goes, hearing time splash through cracks. ...
Journey West (Jonathan Bohrn Poem)
I said goodbye to Beale Street one year, eyes hurting from the painful contrast of stark white on black - ...
Britannia’s Pastorals (William Browne Poems)
Now as an angler melancholy standing Upon a green bank yielding room for landing, A wriggling yellow worm thrust on ...
Winter Seascape (John Betjeman Poem)
The sea runs back against itself With scarcely time for breaking wave To cannonade a slatey shelf And thunder under ...
Honour’s Martyr (Emily Bronte Poems)
The moon is full this winter night; The stars are clear, though few; And every window glistens bright, With leaves ...
The White Peacock (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
(France -- Ancient Regime.) I. Go away! Go away; I will not confess to you! His black biretta clings like ...
The Fiddling Wood (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
Gods, what a black, fierce day! The clouds were iron, Wrenched to strange, rugged shapes; the red sun winked Over ...
Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
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Part 7 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, the mountain in back of the lake promised us ...
Dream Song 62: That dark brown rabbit, lightness in his ears (John Berryman Poem)
That dark brown rabbit, lightness in his ears & underneath, gladdened our afternoon munching a crab-'. That rabbit was a ...
Dream Song 8: The weather was fine. They took away his teeth (John Berryman Poem)
The weather was fine. They took away his teeth, white & helpful; bothered his backhand; halved his green hair. They ...