Little Girl (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
WHAT'S a book, compared to you,Little girl?There's no story half so true,Little girl;Come now, clamber on my knee,You bring more ...
Library Poems (76 Poems)
Burning Leaves, November (Christopher Morley Poems)
THESE are the folios of April, All the library of spring, Missals gilt and rubricated With the frost's illumining.Ruthless, we ...
The Book of Hours of Sister Clotilde (Amy Lowell Poem)
The Bell in the convent tower swung. High overhead the great sun hung, A navel for the curving sky. The ...
The Poet’s Corner (Laura Riding Jackson Poems)
Here where the end of bone is no end of song And the earth is bedecked with immortality In what ...
The Poet in the Nursery (Robert Graves Poem)
The youngest poet down the shelves was fumbling In a dim library, just behind the chair From which the ancient ...
America (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
America I've given you all and now I'm nothing. America two dollars and twentyseven cents January 17, 1956. I can't ...
Bienecke Library (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A singular building walls of granite, luminous, translucent orange walls in the warm sun light oozing through the living rock ...
Drivebys (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Driveby friendships in the inbetween times the gaps, spaces between classes, lunch, studying caught in line, in the hall, bookstore, ...
Drivebys – revised (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Driveby friendships in the inbetween times the gaps, spaces between classes, lunch, studying caught in line, in the hall, bookstore, ...
Lingering by the doorway of the woods (Ian Emberson Poem)
I was picking blackberries when I thought of the strange girl at the mental hospital. Beautiful she was - quietly ...
Account Of A Visit From St. Nicholas (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all thro' the house, Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The ...
Mungojerrie And Rumpelteazer (T. S. Eliot Poem)
Mungojerrie and Rumpelteazer were a very notorious couple of cats. As knockabout clown, quick-change comedians, tight-rope walkers and acrobats They ...
The Ancient World (Mark Doty Poem)
Today the Masons are auctioning their discarded pomp: a trunk of turbans, gemmed and ostrich-plumed, and operetta costumes labeled inside ...
For Siggy & Bill (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
I awoke with two poets in my bed, books I chose from the library, possibly intent on a swift read ...
Shinto (Jorge Luis Borges Poem)
When sorrow lays us low for a second we are saved by humble windfalls of the mindfulness or memory: the ...
Invitation To Miss Marianne Moore (Elizabeth Bishop Poem)
From Brooklyn, over the Brooklyn Bridge, on this fine morning, please come flying. In a cloud of fiery pale chemicals, ...
Stanzas from the Grande Chartreuse (Matthew Arnold Poem)
Through Alpine meadows soft-suffused With rain, where thick the crocus blows, Past the dark forges long disused, The mule-track from ...
Something For The Touts, The Nuns, The Grocery Clerks, And You . . . (Charles Bukowski Poems)
we have everything and we have nothing and some men do it in churches and some men do it by ...
His Wife, The Painter (Charles Bukowski Poems)
There are sketches on the walls of men and women and ducks, and outside a large green bus swerves through ...
Girl (Lisa Zaran Poems)
She said she collects pieces of sky, cuts holes out of it with silver scissors, bits of heaven she calls ...
ON THE MAP (Liam Wilkinson Poems)
When I step off that doorstep, still in need of the paint with which I intend to lick it, and ...
R.T.S.L. (1917-1977) (Derek Walcott Poems)
As for that other thing which comes when the eyelid is glazed and the wax gleam from the unwrinkled forehead ...
Enthusiasm (Charles Webb Poems)
"Don't overdo it," Dad yelled, watching me Play shortstop, collect stamps and shells, Roll on the grass laughing until I ...
Brother of All, with Generous Hand. (Walt Whitman Poems)
1 BROTHER of all, with generous hand, Of thee, pondering on thee, as o'er thy tomb, I and my Soul, ...
No Labor-Saving Machine. (Walt Whitman Poems)
NO labor-saving machine, Nor discovery have I made; Nor will I be able to leave behind me any wealthy bequest ...
As a Strong Bird on Pinions Free. (Walt Whitman Poems)
1 AS a strong bird on pinions free, Joyous, the amplest spaces heavenward cleaving, Such be the thought I'd think ...
Song of the Broad-Axe. (Walt Whitman Poems)
1 WEAPON, shapely, naked, wan! Head from the mother's bowels drawn! Wooded flesh and metal bone! limb only one, and ...
THREE SONGS FOR MAYDAY MORNING (Barry Tebb Poems)
( I ) for 'JC' of the TLS Nightmare of metropolitan amalgam Grand Hotel and myself as a guest there ...
FOR JAMES SIMMONS (Barry Tebb Poems)
Sitting in outpatients With my own minor ills Dawn's depression lifts To the lilt of amitryptilene, A double dose for ...
On The Death Of Sir Rowland Cotton Seconding That Of Sir Robert (William Strode Poems)
More Cottons yet? O let not envious Fate Attempt the Ruine of our growing State. O had it spar'd Sir ...