I Am (John Clare Poem)
I am: yet what I am none cares or knows My friends forsake me like a memory lost, I am ...
Poems about woman (51 Poems)
Litany (Billy Collins Poem)
You are the bread and the knife, The crystal goblet and the wine... -Jacques Crickillon You are the bread and ...
The Cat in the Kitchen (Robert Bly Poem)
(For Donald Hall) Have you heard about the boy who walked by The black water? I won't say much more. ...
Dinner at the Who’s Who (Laure-Anne Bosselaar Poems)
amidst swirling wine and flickers of silver guests quote Dante, Brecht, Kant and each other. I wait in the hall ...
The Worlds in this World (Laure-Anne Bosselaar Poem)
Doors were left open in heaven again: drafts wheeze, clouds wrap their ripped pages around roofs and trees. Like wet ...
The Cut Finger (Ellis Parker Butler Poem)
THE GOSSOON It's bleedin'! It's bleedin'! THE OULD WOMAN An' shure, me lad, 't is bleedin'; But come, ...
The Hideous Chair (Erin Belieu Poem)
This hideous, upholstered in gift-wrap fabric, chromed in places, design possibility for the future canned ham. Its genius wonderful, circa ...
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 ...
To the Muse (Aleksandr Blok Poem)
In your hidden memories There are fatal tidings of doom... A curse on sacred traditions, A desecration of happiness; And ...
The Strange Lady (William Cullen Bryant Poem)
The summer morn is bright and fresh, the birds are darting by, As if they loved to breast the breeze ...
Mary and Gabriel (Rupert Brooke Poem)
Young Mary, loitering once her garden way, Felt a warm splendour grow in the April day, As wine that blushes ...
Sabbaths 2001 (Wendell Berry Poem)
I He wakes in darkness. All around are sounds of stones shifting, locks unlocking. As if some one had lifted ...
Ghosts of a Lunatic Asylum (Stephen Vincent Benet Poem)
Here, where men's eyes were empty and as bright As the blank windows set in glaring brick, When the wind ...
Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
a novel by Richard Brautigan THE COVER FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA The cover for Trout Fishing in America is ...
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 ...
To Eliza (Lord Byron Poem)
Eliza, what fools are the Mussulman sect, Who to woman deny the soul's future existence! Could they see thee, Eliza, ...
To Romance (Lord Byron Poem)
Parent of golden dreams, Romance! Auspicious Queen of childish joys, Who lead'st along, in airy dance, Thy votive train of ...
Dream Song 100: How this woman came by the courage (John Berryman Poem)
How this woman came by the courage, how she got the courage, Henry bemused himself in a frantic hot night ...
THE REMORSE OF THE DEAD (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
O SHADOWY Beauty mine, when thou shalt sleep In the deep heart of a black marble tomb; When thou for ...
THE EYES OF BEAUTY (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
YOU are a sky of autumn, pale and rose; But all the sea of sadness in my blood Surges, and ...
THE SADNESS OF THE MOON (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
THE Moon more indolently dreams to-night Than a fair woman on her couch at rest, Caressing, with a hand distraught ...
I Love The Naked Ages Long Ago (Charles Baudelaire Poem)
I love the naked ages long ago When statues were gilded by Apollo, When men and women of agility Could ...
The Italian In England (Robert Browning Poem)
That second time they hunted me From hill to plain, from shore to sea, And Austria, hounding far and wide ...
464. The Highland Widow’s Lament (Robert Burns Poems)
OH I am come to the low Countrie, Ochon, Ochon, Ochrie! Without a penny in my purse, To buy a ...
Here I Am … (Charles Bukowski Poem)
drunk again at 3 a.m. at the end of my 2nd bottle of wine, I have typed from a dozen ...
Somebody (Charles Bukowski Poem)
god I got the sad blue blues, this woman sat there and she said are you really Charles Bukowski? and ...
The Genius Of The Crowd (Charles Bukowski Poem)
there is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the average human being to supply any given army on any given ...
when the merry pranksters paint (W. Jude Aher Poem)
on years, on the dance of whispers. where have we gone when the merry pranksters painted the soul of a ...
her south china sea eyes (W. Jude Aher Poem)
young girl with her south china sea eyes where an ocean wind sighs stands as she tries. in the silence ...
104. The Lament (Robert Burns Poems)
O THOU pale orb that silent shines While care-untroubled mortals sleep! Thou seest a wretch who inly pines. And wanders ...