Sword Blades and Poppy Seed (Amy Lowell Poem)
A drifting, April, twilight sky, A wind which blew the puddles dry, And slapped the river into waves That ran ...
Poems about worn-out (21 Poems)
THE SLAVE’S DREAM (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
Beside the ungathered rice he lay, His sickle in his hand; His breast was bare, his matted hair Was buried ...
Round (Weldon Kees Poem)
"Wondrous life!" cried Marvell at Appleton House. Renan admired Jesus Christ "wholeheartedly." But here dried ferns keep falling to the ...
If (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you ...
Death (James Henry Leigh Hunt Poem)
Death is a road our dearest friends have gone; Why with such leaders, fear to say, "Lead on?" Its gate ...
The Iron Gate (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poem)
WHERE is this patriarch you are kindly greeting? Not unfamiliar to my ear his name, Nor yet unknown to many ...
To an Ungentle Critic (Robert Graves Poem)
The great sun sinks behind the town Through a red mist of Volnay wine.... But what's the use of setting ...
Four Quartets 2: East Coker (T. S. Eliot Poem)
I In my beginning is my end. In succession Houses rise and fall, crumble, are extended, Are removed, destroyed, restored, ...
Portrait of a Lady (T. S. Eliot Poem)
Thou hast committed- Fornication: but that was in another country, And besides, the wench is dead. The Jew of Malta. ...
To Mary (William Cowper Poem)
The twentieth year is well nigh past Since first our sky was overcast;- Ah would that this might be the ...
Age (Robert Creeley Poem)
Most explicit-- the sense of trap as a narrowing cone one's got stuck into and any movement forward simply wedges ...
The Black Lace Fan My Mother Gave Me (Eavan Boland Poem)
It was the first gift he ever gave her, buying it for five five francs in the Galeries in pre-war ...
Mazeppa (Lord Byron Poem)
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
The Flight Of The Duchess (Robert Browning Poem)
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
Obermann Once More (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
The Scholar Gypsy (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Go, for they call you, shepherd, from the hill; Go, shepherd, and untie the wattled cotes! No longer leave thy ...
On Behalf of Some Irishmen not Followers of Tradition (George William Russell Poems)
THEY call us aliens, we are told, Because our wayward visions stray From that dim banner they unfold, The dreams ...
A Boy Named Sue (Shel Silverstein Poems)
Well, my daddy left home when I was three, and he didn't leave much to Ma and me, just this ...
The Companion (Edwin Arlington Robinson Poems)
Let him answer as he will, Or be lightsome as he may, Now nor after shall he say Worn-out words ...
The Growth of Lorraine (Edwin Arlington Robinson Poems)
I While I stood listening, discreetly dumb, Lorraine was having the last word with me: "I know," she said, "I ...
Insomniac (Sylvia Plath Poems)
The night is only a sort of carbon paper, Blueblack, with the much-poked periods of stars Letting in the light, ...