The Chinese Nightingale (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
A Song in Chinese Tapestries "How, how," he said. "Friend Chang," I said, "San Francisco sleeps as the dead- Ended ...
Name Poems (6777 Poems)
The Hands of the Betrothed (David Herbert Lawrence Poems)
Her tawny eyes are onyx of thoughtlessness, Hardened they are like gems in ancient modesty; Yea, and her mouth's prudent ...
The Firemen’s Ball (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
SECTION ONE "Give the engines room, Give the engines room." Louder, faster The little band-master Whips up the fluting, Hurries ...
An Ending (Philip Levine Poems)
Early March. The cold beach deserted. My kids home in a bare house, bundled up and listening to rock music ...
A Curse for Kings (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
A curse upon each king who leads his state, No matter what his plea, to this foul game, And may ...
Call It Music (Philip Levine Poems)
Some days I catch a rhythm, almost a song in my own breath. I'm alone here in Brooklyn Heights, late ...
The Santa-Fe Trail (A Humoresque) (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
I asked the old Negro, "What is that bird that sings so well?" He answered: "That is the Rachel-Jane." "Hasn't ...
Night Thoughts Over A Sick Child (Philip Levine Poems)
Numb, stiff, broken by no sleep, I keep night watch. Looking for signs to quiet fear, I creep closer to ...
The Proud Farmer (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
Into the acres of the newborn state He poured his strength, ...
Ode For Mrs. William Settle (Philip Levine Poems)
In Lake Forest, a suburb of Chicago, a woman sits at her desk to write me a letter. She holds ...
Our Guardian Angels and Their Children (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
Where a river roars in rapids And doves in maples fret, Where peace has decked the pastures Our guardian angels ...
Any Night (Philip Levine Poems)
Look, the eucalyptus, the Atlas pine, the yellowing ash, all the trees are gone, and I was older than all ...
Foreign Missions in Battle Array (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
An endless line of splendor, These troops with heaven for home, With creeds they go from Scotland, With incense go ...
The New World (Philip Levine Poems)
A man roams the streets with a basket of freestone peaches hollering, "Peaches, peaches, yellow freestone peaches for sale." My ...
The Song of the Garden-Toad (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
Down, down beneath the daisy beds, O hear the cries of pain! And moaning on the cinder-path They're blind amid ...
The Rat Of Faith (Philip Levine Poems)
A blue jay poses on a stake meant to support an apple tree newly planted. A strong wind on this ...
From The Flats. (Sidney Lanier Poems)
What heartache -- ne'er a hill! Inexorable, vapid, vague and chill The drear sand-levels drain my spirit low. With one ...
The Water’s Chant (Philip Levine Poems)
Seven years ago I went into the High Sierras stunned by the desire to die. For hours I stared into ...
June Dreams, In January (Sidney Lanier Poems)
"So pulse, and pulse, thou rhythmic-hearted Noon That liest, large-limbed, curved along the hills, In languid palpitation, half a-swoon With ...
Making Light Of It (Philip Levine Poems)
I call out a secret name, the name of the angel who guards my sleep, and light grows in the ...
Martha Washington (Sidney Lanier Poems)
Written for the "Martha Washington Court Journal". Down cold snow-stretches of our bitter time, When windy shams and the rain-mocking ...
Sierra Kid (Philip Levine Poems)
"I've been where it hurts." the Kid He becomes Sierra Kid I passed Slimgullion, Morgan Mine, Camp Seco, and the ...
Ode To The Johns Hopkins University (Sidney Lanier Poems)
How tall among her sisters, and how fair, -- How grave beyond her youth, yet debonair As dawn, 'mid wrinkled ...
Around the Corner (Charles Hanson Towne Poem)
Around the corner I have a friend, In this great city that has no end, Yet the days go by ...
True Love (Robert Penn Warren Poem)
In silence the heart raves. It utters words Meaningless, that never had A meaning. I was ten, skinny, red-headed, Freckled. ...
The Generations of Men (Robert Frost Poem)
A governor it was proclaimed this time, When all who would come seeking in New Hampshire Ancestral memories might come ...
The Dash (Poem)
I've seen death stare me in my own eyes The way many of you cannot know, I've seen death take ...