Memories of West Street and Lepke (Robert Lowell Poem)
Only teaching on Tuesdays, book-worming in pajamas fresh from the washer each morning, I hog a whole house on Boston's ...
Poems about wagon (31 Poems)
Servant Girl and Grocer’s Boy (Joyce Kilmer Poems)
Her lips' remark was: "Oh, you kid!" Her soul spoke thus (I know it did): "O king of realms of ...
Main Street (Joyce Kilmer Poem)
(For S. M. L.) I like to look at the blossomy track of the moon upon the sea, But it ...
Next Day (Randall Jarrell Poem)
Moving from Cheer to Joy, from Joy to All, I take a box And add it to my wild rice, ...
Things I Didn’t Know I Loved (Nazim Hikmet Poems)
it's 1962 March 28th I'm sitting by the window on the Prague-Berlin train night is falling I never knew I ...
Name of Horses (Donald Hall Poem)
All winter your brute shoulders strained against collars, padding and steerhide over the ash hames, to haul sledges of cordwood ...
Mud Came Early (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
We had another thaw today Mud thick and dark above the rims of the Escort wagon sitting in the quicksand ...
Out in the woods (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A space in the dark untrammeled woods Off the path Under the watch of maples and birch A bed of ...
The Old Man’s Calendar (Jean de La Fontaine Poems)
OFT have I seen in wedlock with surprise, That most forgot from which true bliss would rise When marriage for ...
The Gum-Gatherer (Robert Frost Poem)
There overtook me and drew me in To his down-hill, early-morning stride, And set me five miles on my road ...
Richard Coeur de Lion (Marriott Edgar Poem)
Richard the First, Coeur-de-Lion, Is a name that we speak of with pride, Though he only lived six months in ...
Threnody (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
The south-wind brings Life, sunshine, and desire, And on every mount and meadow Breathes aromatic fire, But over the dead ...
Elijah’s Wagon knew no thill (Emily Dickinson Poems)
Elijah's Wagon knew no thill Was innocent of Wheel Elijah's horses as unique As was his vehicle -- Elijah's journey ...
A House upon the Height (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A House upon the Height -- That Wagon never reached -- No Dead, were ever carried down -- No Peddler's ...
The feet of people walking home (Emily Dickinson Poem)
The feet of people walking home With gayer sandals go -- The Crocus -- til she rises The Vassal of ...
I met a King this afternoon! (Emily Dickinson Poem)
I met a King this afternoon! He had not on a Crown indeed, A little Palmleaf Hat was all, And ...
Snowbirds (Peter Conners Poem)
My maternal grandparents were snowbirds; the scent of their plumage an evergreen air freshener dangling off the rearview mirror of ...
Carmen De Boheme (Hart Crane Poem)
Sinuously winding through the room On smokey tongues of sweetened cigarettes, -- Plaintive yet proud the cello tones resume The ...
Elegy: Walking the Line (Edgar Bowers Poem)
Every month or so, Sundays, we walked the line, The limit and the boundary. Past the sweet gum Superb above ...
All Distance (Erin Belieu Poem)
Writing from Boston, where sky is simply property, a flourish topping crowds of condos and historic real estate, I'm trying ...
Imagining Defeat (David Berman Poem)
She woke me up at dawn, her suitcase like a little brown dog at her heels. I sat up and ...
Part 6 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
THE HUNCHBACK TROUT The creek was made narrow by little green trees that grew too close together. The creek was ...
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 ...
Part 10 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
Part 4 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
THE AUTOPSY OF TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA This is the autopsy of Trout Fishing in America as if Trout Fishing ...
Manners (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
For a Child of 1918 My grandfather said to me as we sat on the wagon seat, "Be sure to ...
Elegy Before Death (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
There will be rose and rhododendron When you are dead and under ground; Still will be heard from white syringas ...
Encounter (Czeslaw Milosz Poems)
We were riding through frozen fields in a wagon at dawn. A red wing rose in the darkness. And suddenly ...
Jonathan Houghton (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
There is the caw of a crow, And the hesitant song of a thrush. There is the tinkle of a ...
Meeting Among the Mountains (David Herbert Lawrence Poems)
The little pansies by the road have turned Away their purple faces and their gold, And evening has taken all ...