Sonnet 05: If I Should Learn, In Some Quite Casual Way (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
If I should learn, in some quite casual way, That you were gone, not to return again- Read from the ...
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The Plaid Dress (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
Strong sun, that bleach The curtains of my room, can you not render Colourless this dress I wear?- This violent ...
MacDougal Street (Edna St. Vincent Millay Poems)
AS I went walking up and down to take the evening air, (Sweet to meet upon the street, why must ...
Beauty (John Masefield Poems)
I HAVE seen dawn and sunset on moors and windy hills Coming in solemn beauty like slow old tunes of ...
Poetry (Marianne Moore Poems)
I, too, dislike it: there are things that are important beyond all this fiddle. Reading it, however, with a perfect ...
Comus (John Milton Poems)
A Masque Presented At Ludlow Castle, 1634, Before The Earl Of Bridgewater, Then President Of Wales. The Persons The ATTENDANT ...
Town Owl (Laurie Lee Poems)
On eves of cold, when slow coal fires, rooted in basements, burn and branch, brushing with smoke the city air; ...
Lycidas (John Milton Poems)
In this Monody the author bewails a learned Friend, unfortunately drowned in his passage from Chester on the Irish Seas, ...
A Greek Girl (Amy Levy Poems)
I may not weep, not weep, and he is dead. A weary, weary weight of tears unshed Through the long ...
Felo de Se (Amy Levy Poems)
With Apologies to Mr. Swinburne. For repose I have sighed and have struggled ; have sigh'd and have struggled in ...
To Sylvia (Amy Levy Poems)
"O love, lean thou thy cheek to mine, And let the tears together flow"-- Such was the song you sang ...
Big Hair (David Lehman Poems)
Ithaca, October 1993: Jorie went on a lingerie tear, wanting to look like a moll in a Chandler novel. Dinner, ...
The Crane & The Fox, a Fable (Major Henry Livingston, Jr. Poems)
In long gone years a fox and crane Were bound in friendship's golden chain; Whene'er they met, the fox would ...
DARKIES (John Lindley Poems)
"I'd rather make $700 a week playing a maid than earn $7 a day being a maid". Hattie McDaniel. I'm ...
I Said Coffee (Sharmagne Leland-St. John Poems)
I said coffee I didn't say, "would you like to cup my warm soft breasts in your un-calloused, long, tapered, ...
Nyctivoe (extract) (Dimitris Lyacos Poems)
Translated by Shorsha Sullivan (book includes DVD with audio performance directed by Piers Burton-Page, slide show of sculptures by Fritz ...
Let Me Die a Youngman’s Death (Roger McGough Poems)
Let me die a youngman's death not a clean and inbetween the sheets holywater death not a famous-last-words peaceful out ...
The Identification (Roger McGough Poems)
So you think its Stephen? Then I'd best make sure Be on the safe side as it were. Ah, theres ...
Off the Ground (Walter de la Mare Poems)
Three jolly Farmers Once bet a pound Each dance the others would Off the ground. Out of their coats They ...
The Sleeper (Walter de la Mare Poems)
As Ann came in one summer's day, She felt that she must creep, So silent was the clear cool house, ...
Tom’s Little Dog (Walter de la Mare Poems)
Tom told his dog called Tim to beg, And up at once he sat, His two clear amber eyes fixed ...
How Samson Bore Away the Gates of Gaza (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
(A Negro Sermon.) Once, in a night as black as ink, She drove him out when he would not drink. ...
Street Cries (Sidney Lanier Poems)
Oft seems the Time a market-town Where many merchant-spirits meet Who up and down and up and down Cry out ...
Caught in a Net (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
Upon her breast her hands and hair Were tangled all together. The moon of June forbade me not - The ...
Torn Shades (Thomas Lux Poems)
How, in the first place, did they get torn-pulled down hard too many times: to hide a blow, or sex, ...
Alone in the Wind, on the Prairie (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
I know a seraph who has golden eyes, And hair of gold, and body like the snow. Here in the ...
What Work Is (Philip Levine Poems)
We stand in the rain in a long line waiting at Ford Highland Park. For work. You know what work ...
The Tree of Laughing Bells (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
How the Wings Were Made From many morning-glories That in an hour will fade, From many ...
Among Children (Philip Levine Poems)
I walk among the rows of bowed heads-- the children are sleeping through fourth grade so as to be ready ...
My Lady in Her White Silk Shawl (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
My lady in her white silk shawl Is like a lily dim, Within the twilight of the room Enthroned and ...