Wild Gratitude (Edward Hirsch Poems)
Tonight when I knelt down next to our cat, Zooey,And put my fingers into her clean cat's mouth,And rubbed her ...
Tonight when I knelt down next to our cat, Zooey,And put my fingers into her clean cat's mouth,And rubbed her ...
YEARLY thrilled the plum treeWith the mother-mood;Every June the rose stockBore her wonder-child:Every year the wheatlandsReared a golden brood:World of ...
"In the fight at Brandywine, Black Samson, a giant negro armed with a scythe, sweeps his way through the red ranks...." ...
Green, in the wizard armsOf the foam-bearded Atlantic,An isle of old enchantment,A melancholy isle,Enchanted and dreaming lies;And there, by Shannon's ...
I MIND the days when ladies fair Helped on my overcoat,And tucked the silken handkerchief About my precious throat;They used to see ...
Do you remember still the little songI mumbled on the hill at Aura, howI told you it was made for ...
DIVINEST art, the stars aboveWere fated on thy birth to shine;Oh, born of beauty and of love,What early poetry was ...
When Ezry, that's my sister's son, come home from furrin parts,He fetched the folks a lot of things ter brighten ...
Yearly thrilled the plum treeWith the mother-mood;Every June the rose stockBore her wonder-child:Every year the wheatlandsReared a golden brood:World of ...
SHE was just risen from her bended knee,But yet peace seem'd not with her piety;For there was paleness upon her ...
Why dost thou come at set of sun,Those pensive words to say?Why whip poor Will?--What has he done?And who is ...
Lying in bed this morning, just a yearSince our first days, I was trying to assess -Against my natural caution ...
Dramatis Personae: RHODON. Shepheard ACANTHUS a friend to Rhodon. Shepheard MARTAGON. Shepheard CYNOSBATUS a friend to Martag. Shepheard ANTHOPHOTUS. Shepheard ...
Great Lady! That thus quite against our use,We speak your welcome by an English Muse,And in a vulgar tongue our ...
Haunted by unknown feet-Ways of the midnight hour!Strangely you murmur below me,Strange is your half-silent power.Places of life and of ...
YOUNG William once the blithest of the swains,That grac'd the flow'ry bank, or trode the plains;Not rustic, but from affectation ...
The afternoon had a flu-like quality, gray and threatening to burst into tears at any moment, but I held it ...
Thou perverse, adverse, Caleb D' Anvers,Were I a Poet, to command Verse,With Satire, would I so ha--rass you,That you should ...
I met him in a crowd;As if with care 'twas weighted,His shapely back was bowed,His brow was corrugated.I asked him, ...
Nine months after writing this poem, my mother died, Dec. 21st, 1894. My vision eye beholds a form, Bent low by years ...
August: not only named for Augustus Roman Emperor 63 B.C.-A.D. 14. It also celebrates such wonderful events as all 'Horses birthdays' ...
To say this comedy pleased long ago,Is not enough to make it pass you now.Yet, gentlemen, your ancestors had wit,When ...
Had I at Mecca's gate been nourished, Or dwelt on Yemen's glowing sand, Or from my youth in Sinai flourished, A sword were ...
a slow thoughtful spontaneous poemI am 32 years oldand finally I look my age, if not more.Is it a good ...
Itak, poet unylyj moj!Tot skoro chas primchitsya,Kogda tebe s rodnoj stranoj,S druz'yami dolzhno razluchit'sya;Letet' tuda, kuda vedetRuka sudeb neumolimyh;Tuda, gde ...
Now I begin to know at last,These nights when I sit down to rhyme,The form and measure of that vastGod ...
IYOU wish to be a poet, Little Man?More verses limping 'neath their big intent?Well — one must be a poet ...
What is there in those distant hills My fancy longs to see,That many a mood of joy instils? Say what can fancy ...
TRIUMPHANT arch! that fill'st the sky When storms prepare to part,I ask not proud philosophy To teach me what thou art:—Still seem, ...
I.Time of crisp and tawny leaves,And of tarnished harvest sheaves,And of dusty grasses--weeds--Thistles, with their tufted seedsVoyaging the Autumn breezeLike ...
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