The Last Quarter of the Moon (Amy Lowell Poem)
How long shall I tarnish the mirror of life, A spatter of rust on its polished steel! The seasons reel ...
Matter Poems (167 Poems)
Isabella or The Pot of Basil (John Keats Poem)
I. Fair Isabel, poor simple Isabel! Lorenzo, a young palmer in Love's eye! They could not in the self-same mansion ...
To A Young Lady Who Sent Me A Laurel Crown (John Keats Poem)
Fresh morning gusts have blown away all fear From my glad bosom,-now from gloominess I mount for ever-not an atom ...
I am the Reaper (William Ernest Henley Poem)
I am the Reaper. All things with heedful hook Silent I gather. Pale roses touched with the spring, Tall corn ...
haunting the quark (Rg Gregory Poem)
(I) if you can't scientifically explain it dawkins says it has no value - some hope inside the mechanical framework ...
crematorium-return (Rg Gregory Poem)
(to where the ashes of both my parents are strewn) i) ok the pair of you lie still what's disturbing ...
Leaves in a Plane of Space (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A cluster of 4 leaves at the end of a branch in October New England easier for the mind to ...
To Mr. Blanchard, the Celebrated Aeronaut in America (Philip Freneau Poem)
Nil mortalibus ardui est Caelum ipsum petimus stultitia Horace FROM Persian looms the silk he wove No Weaver meant should ...
Monadnoc (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
Thousand minstrels woke within me, "Our music's in the hills; "- Gayest pictures rose to win me, Leopard-colored rills. Up!-If ...
It troubled me as once I was — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
It troubled me as once I was -- For I was once a Child -- Concluding how an Atom -- ...
Crisis is a Hair (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Crisis is a Hair Toward which the forces creep Past which forces retrograde If it come in sleep To suspend ...
Conscious am I in my Chamber, (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Conscious am I in my Chamber, Of a shapeless friend -- He doth not attest by Posture -- Nor Confirm ...
A Planted Life — diversified (Emily Dickinson Poem)
A Planted Life -- diversified With Gold and Silver Pain To prove the presence of the Ore In Particles -- ...
Of Course — I prayed (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Of Course -- I prayed -- And did God Care? He cared as much as on the Air A Bird ...
Of all the Souls that stand create — (Emily Dickinson Poem)
Of all the Souls that stand create -- I have elected -- One -- When Sense from Spirit -- files ...
Part 2 of Trout Fishing in America (Richard Brautigan Poem)
ANOTHER METHOD OF MAKING WALNUT CATSUP And this is a very small cookbook for Trout Fishing in America as if ...
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, ...
The House Of Dust: Part 02: 09: Interlude (Conrad Aiken Poem)
The days, the nights, flow one by one above us, The hours go silently over our lifted faces, We are ...
Senlin: His Dark Origins (Conrad Aiken Poem)
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
Senlin: His Futile Preoccupations (Conrad Aiken Poem)
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
A Letter From Li Po (Conrad Aiken Poem)
Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon. ...
To Thomas Butts (William Blake Poems)
TO my friend Butts I write My first vision of light, On the yellow sands sitting. The sun was emitting ...
Pensive on Her Dead Gazing, I Heard the Mother of All. (Walt Whitman Poems)
PENSIVE, on her dead gazing, I heard the Mother of All, Desperate, on the torn bodies, on the forms covering ...
Sing of the Banner at Day-Break. (Walt Whitman Poems)
POET. O A NEW song, a free song, Flapping, flapping, flapping, flapping, by sounds, by voices clearer, By the wind's ...
Head of a White Woman Winking (Edward Taylor Poems)
She has one good bumblebee which she leads about town on a leash of clover. It's as big as a ...
Song at Sunset. (Walt Whitman Poems)
SPLENDOR of ended day, floating and filling me! Hour prophetic-hour resuming the past! Inflating my throat-you, divine average! You, Earth ...
Starting from Paumanok. (Walt Whitman Poems)
1 STARTING from fish-shape Paumanok, where I was born, Well-begotten, and rais'd by a perfect mother; After roaming many lands-lover ...
Lucretius (Lord Alfred Tennyson Poems)
Lucilla, wedded to Lucretius, found Her master cold; for when the morning flush Of passion and the first embrace had ...
Head of a White Woman Winking (James Tate Poems)
She has one good bumblebee which she leads about town on a leash of clover. It's as big as a ...
Ode for the Keats Centenary (Duncan Campbell Scott Poems)
The Muse is stern unto her favoured sons, Giving to some the keys of all the joy Of the green ...