To Baynard Taylor (Sidney Lanier Poems)
To range, deep-wrapt, along a heavenly height, O'erseeing all that man but undersees; To loiter down lone alleys of delight, ...
Sons Poems (4823 Poems)
The Red Shirt (Philip Levine Poems)
"...his poems that no one reads anymore become dust, wind, nothing, like the insolent colored shirt he bought to die ...
For The Country (Philip Levine Poems)
THE DREAM This has nothing to do with war or the end of the world. She dreams there are gray ...
The Distant Winter (Philip Levine Poems)
from an officer's diary during the last war I The sour daylight cracks through my sleep-caked lids. "Stephan! Stephan!" The ...
The Eagle That is Forgotten (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
Sleep softly ... eagle forgotten ... under the stone. Time has its way with you there, and the clay has ...
Our Mother Pocahontas (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
(Note: - Pocahontas is buried at Gravesend, England.) "Pocahontas' body, lovely as a poplar, sweet as a red haw in ...
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 ...
The Booker Washington Trilogy (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
I. A NEGRO SERMON:-SIMON LEGREE (To be read in your own variety of negro dialect.) Legree's big house was white ...
Above the Battle’s Front (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
St. Francis, Buddha, Tolstoi, and St. John - Friends, if you four, as pilgrims, hand in hand, Returned, the hate ...
To the United States Senate (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
And must the Senator from Illinois Be this squat thing, with blinking, half-closed eyes? This brazen gutter idol, reared to ...
I Heard Immanuel Singing (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
(The poem shows the Master, with his work done, singing to free his heart in Heaven.) I heard Immanuel singing ...
On the Building of Springfield (Vachel Lindsay Poems)
Let not our town be large, remembering That little Athens was the Muses' home, That Oxford rules the heart of ...
Monologue of a Mother (David Herbert Lawrence Poems)
This is the last of all, this is the last! I must hold my hands, and turn my face to ...
Destiny (Emma Lazarus Poems)
1856 Paris, from throats of iron, silver, brass, Joy-thundering cannon, blent with chiming bells, And martial strains, the full-voiced pæan ...
Late Light (Philip Levine Poems)
Rain filled the streets once a year, rising almost to door and window sills, battering walls and roofs until it ...
Hymns Of The Marshes. (Sidney Lanier Poems)
I. Sunrise. In my sleep I was fain of their fellowship, fain Of the live-oak, the marsh, and the main. ...
Night Words (Philip Levine Poems)
after Juan Ramon A child wakens in a cold apartment. The windows are frosted. Outside he hears words rising from ...
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 ...
Handwriting on the Wall (Poem)
A weary mother returned from the store, Lugging groceries through the kitchen door. Awaiting her arrival was her 8 year ...
Why Not You? (Steve Maraboli Poem)
Today, many will awaken with a fresh sense of inspiration. Why not you? Today, many will open their eyes to ...
If (Rudyard Kipling Poem)
If you can keep your head when all about you are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you ...
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 ...