There Are Faeries (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
IThere are faeries, bright of eye,Who the wildflowers' warders are:Ouphes, that chase the firefly;Elves, that ride the shooting-star:Fays, who in ...
Poems about windowsill (21 Poems)
Floridian (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
I. The cactus and the aloe bloom Beneath the window of your room; Your window where, at evenfall, Beneath the twilight's first pale star, You ...
For Roman Polanski (Nijole Miliauskaite Poems)
o Pan's flute! you call to mein the middleof the nineteenth centuryI am so happyfamiliar, comfortablethings: a straw haton a ...
Eye By Eye (Nijole Miliauskaite Poems)
now broad stitches, now fine ones -eye by eye, I'll be leaning over linenall winter longembroidering this table clothbut during ...
Clouds Of The Autumn Night (Madison Julius Cawein Poems)
Clouds of the autumn night, Under the hunter's moon,--Ghostly and windy white,-- Whither, like leaves wild strewn,Take ye your stormy flight?Out of ...
Vanishing Act (Chris Forhan Poems)
my father is having to leave the housewith delicacy, easing the dead bolt openin the dark. The house exhales him.I'm ...
Her Last Letter (Martinus Nijhoff Poems)
Don't accuse me of being frivolous justbecause I have loved without trustand have departed without tears. For a womannever comes ...
School of my heart, tomorrow i will be separated from you! (Che Lan Vien Poems)
The blazing rays of sunshine, little by little, condense; and the South Wind, with its swirls of dust, returns and ...
Villon (Basil Bunting Poems)
I He whom we anatomized 'whose words we gathered as pleasant flowers and thought on his wit and how neatly ...
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 ...
Captured Blossoms (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A clutch of apple blossoms nestled in the drinking glass a bit of beauty on the kitchen windowsill Sharing the ...
A Fountain, a Bottle, a Donkey’s Ears, and Some Books (Robert Frost Poems)
Old Davis owned a solid mica mountain In Dalton that would someday make his fortune. There'd been some Boston people ...
You (Russell Edson Poem)
Out of nothing there comes a time called childhood, which is simply a path leading through an archway called adolescence. ...
THE ROAD TO HAWORTH MOOR (Barry Tebb Poems)
for Brenda Williams The dawn cracked with ice, with fire grumbling in the grate, With ire in the homes we ...
Locked Doors (Anne Sexton Poems)
For the angels who inhabit this town, although their shape constantly changes, each night we leave some cold potatoes and ...
Shirt (Robert Pinsky Poems)
The back, the yoke, the yardage. Lapped seams, The nearly invisible stitches along the collar Turned in a sweatshop by ...
The Slums (Kenneth Patchen Poems)
That should be obvious Of course it won't Any fool knows that. Even in the winter. Consider for a moment. ...
The Orange Bears (Kenneth Patchen Poems)
The Orange bears with soft friendly eyes Who played with me when I was ten, Christ, before I'd left home ...
Resolve (Sylvia Plath Poems)
Day of mist: day of tarnish with hands unserviceable, I wait for the milk van the one-eared cat laps its ...
I Do, I Will, I Have (Ogden Nash Poems)
How wise I am to have instructed the butler to instruct the first footman to instruct the second footman to ...
The Restless Sunrise (Sharon Esther Lampert Poems)
A Streaming Golden Light Enters In and Under the Windowsill A Restless Sleeper Is Awakened to New Beginnings To Catch ...