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archive from 2/10/2012 to 8/2/2012
8/2/2012
The Human Abstract by William Blake
Pity would be no more
If we did not make somebody Poor;
And Mercy no more could be
If all were as happy as we.
And mutual fear brings peace,
Till the selfish loves increase:
Then Cruelty knits a snare,
And spreads his baits with care.
He sits down with holy fears,
And waters the grounds with tears;
Then Humility takes its root
Underneath his foot.
Soon spreads the dismal shade
Of Mystery over his head;
And the Catterpiller and Fly
Feed on the Mystery.
And it bears the fruit of Deceit,
Ruddy and sweet to eat;
And the Raven his nest has made
In its thickest shade.
The Gods of the earth and sea
Sought thro' Nature to find this Tree;
But their search was all in vain:
There grows one in the Human Brain.
That is the entire poem.
8/1/2012
Blackberry-Picking by Seamus Heaney
Late August, given heavy rain and sun
For a full week, the blackberries would ripen.
At first, just one, a glossy purple clot
Among others, red, green, hard as a knot.
You ate that first one and its flesh was sweet
Like thickened wine: summer's blood was in it
Leaving stains upon the tongue and lust for
Picking. Then red ones inked up and that hunger
Sent us out with milk cans, pea tins, jam-pots
Where briars scratched and wet grass bleached our boots.
Round hayfields, cornfields and potato-drills
We trekked and picked until the cans were full
Until the tinkling bottom had been covered
With green ones, and on top big dark blobs burned
Like a plate of eyes. Our hands were peppered
With thorn pricks, our palms sticky as Bluebeard's.
We hoarded the fresh berries in the byre.
But when the bath was filled we found a fur,
A rat-grey fungus, glutting on our cache.
For entire poem click here: http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/blackberry-picking-3/
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7/31/2012
The Wild Flower's Song by William Blake
As I wandered the forest,
The green leaves among,
I heard a Wild Flower
Singing a song.
'I slept in the earth
In the silent night,
I murmured my fears
And I felt delight.
'In the morning I went
As rosy as morn,
To seek for new joy;
But oh! met with scorn.
That is the entire poem.
7/30/2012
Ah! Sunflower by William Blake
Ah Sunflower, weary of time,
Who countest the steps of the sun;
Seeking after that sweet golden clime
Where the traveller's journey is done;
Where the Youth pined away with desire,
And the pale virgin shrouded in snow,
Arise from their graves, and aspire
Where my Sunflower wishes to go!
That is the entire poem.
7/29/2012
The Lily by William Blake
The modest Rose puts forth a thorn,
The humble sheep a threat'ning horn:
While the Lily white shall in love delight,
Nor a thorn nor a threat stain her beauty bright.
That is the entire poem.
7/28/2012
In the Spring Time the Stars.. by John Spaulding
In the spring time the stars began looking for him
For entire poem click here: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/244266
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7/27/2012
The Song of Wandering Aengus by William Butler Yeats
I went out to the hazel wood,
Because a fire was in my head,
And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
And hooked a berry to a thread;
And when white moths were on the wing,
And moth-like stars were flickering out,
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout.
For entire poem click here: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/244302
7/26/2012
Temporary Job by Minnie Bruce Prat
Leaving again. If I didn’t care, I wouldn’t be grieving. The particulars of place lodged in me, like this room I lived in for eleven days, how I learned the way the sun laid its palm over the side window in the morning, heavy light, how I’ll never be held in that hand again.
That is the entire poem. http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/244294
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7/25/2012
Colors Passing Through Us by Marge Piercy
Purple as tulips in May, mauve
into lush velvet, purple
as the stain blackberries leave on the lips,
on the hands,
the purple of ripe grapes
sunlit and warm as flesh.
For entire poem click here: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/176836
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7/24/2012
The Yellow Violet by William Cullen Bryant
When beechen buds begin to swell,
And woods the blue-bird’s warble know,
The yellow violet’s modest bell
Peeps from the last year’s leaves below.
For entire poem click here: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/243454
7/23/2012
The Silver Fish by Shawn Pittard
I killed a great silver fish,,
For entire poem click here: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/244034
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7/22/2012
RipRap by Gary Snyder
Lay down these words
Before your mind like rocks.
placed solid, by hands
In coice of place, set
Before the body of the mind
in space and time:
Solidity of bark, leaf, or wall
riprap of things:
Cobble of milky way,
straying planets,
These poems, people,
lost ponies with
Dragging saddles--
and rocky sure-foot trails.
The worlds like an endless
four-dimensional
Game of Go.
ants and pebbles
In the thin loam, each rock a word
a creek-washed stone
Granite: ingrained
with torment of fire and weight
Crystal and sediment linked hot
all change, in thoughts,
As well as things.
That is the entire poem: http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/riprap/
7/21/2012
Hay for the Horses by Gary Snyder
He had driven half the night
From far down San Joaquin
Through Mariposa, up the
Dangerous Mountain roads,
And pulled in at eight a.m.
With his big truckload of hay
behind the barn.
For entire poem click here: http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hay-for-the-horses/
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7/20/2012
I Wake and Feel the Fell of Dark, Not Day by Gerard Manly Hopkins
I wake and feel the fell of dark, not day.
What hours, O what black hours we have spent
This night! what sights you, heart, saw; ways you went!
And more must, in yet longer light's delay.
For entire poem click here: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15837
7/19/2012
A Divine Image by William Blake
Cruelty has a Human
And Jealousy a Human Face,
Terror, the Human Form Divine, And Secrecy, the Human Dress.
The Human Dress is forgéd Iron,
The Human Form, a fiery Forge,
The Human Face, a Furnace seal'd,
The Human Heart, its hungry Gorge.
That is the entire poem.
http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15842
7/18/2012
A few lines from Rehobeth Beach by Fleda Brown
Dear friend, you were right: the smell of fish and foam
and algae makes one green smell together. It clears
my head. It empties me enough to fit down in my own
For entire poem click here: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/16487
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7/17/2012
Prologue of the Earthly Paradise by William Morris
Of Heaven or Hell I have no power to sing,
I cannot ease the burden of your fears,
Or make quick-coming death a little thing,
Or bring again the pleasure of past years,
Nor for my words shall ye forget your tears,
Or hope again for aught that I can say,
The idle singer of an empty day.
For entire poem click here: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/19318
7/16/2012
In a Blue Wood by Philip Levine
The couple in Van Gogh's blue wood is walking
where there is no path, amid tall,
seemingly branchless blue and pink trees. The tree crowns
are beyond the frame, reaching up into our mind's eye--
because we know where trees go and that they are full
of wind and a thousand softly stirring
machines that are alive. Equally out of sight,for
nests of intricately woven strength and fragility hang
like proofs that there are no diagrams or maps
for life's most important journeys. The horizon
at the couple's back, between the trees, is black.
They walk toward light. Crowds of waist-high flowers,
on thick-leaved stalks, sing in stout slurries of pink and white.
For entire poem click here: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/22953
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7/15/2012
Gospel by Philip Levine
The new grass rising in the hills,
the cows loitering in the morning chill,
a dozen or more old browns hidden
in the shadows of the cottonwoods
For entire poem click here: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/16503
7/14/2012
Drum by Philip Levine
In the early morning before the shop
opens, men standing out in the yard
on pine planks over the umber mud.
For entire poem click here: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/16509
7/13/2012
Engines with the Throne by Cathy Park Hong
We once worked as clerks
For entire poem click here: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/22928
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7/12/2012
The Orange Bears by Kenneth Patchen
The orange bears with soft friendly eyes
For entire poem click here: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15320
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7/12/2012
The Orange Bears by Kenneth Patchen
The orange bears with soft friendly eyes
For entire poem click here: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15320
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7/11/2012
The Whistle by Yusef Komunyakaa
The 7 o'clock whistle
Made the morning air fulvous
For entire poem click here: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15318
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7/10/12
A Boat, Beneath a Sunny Sky by Lewis Carroll
A boat, beneath a sunny sky
Lingering onward dreamily
In an evening of July--
Children three that nestle near,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Pleased a simple tale to hear--
Long has paled that sunny sky:
Echoes fade and memories die:
Autumn frosts have slain July.
Still she haunts me, phantomwise,
Alice moving under skies
Never seen by waking eyes.
Children yet, the tale to hear,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Lovingly shall nestle near.
In a Wonderland they lie,
Dreaming as the days go by,
Dreaming as the summers die:
Ever drifting down the stream--
Lingering in the golden gleam--
Life, what is it but a dream?
That is the entire poem.
http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/22530
7/9/12
Bed in Summer by Robert Louis Stevenson
In winter I get up at night
And dress by yellow candle-light.
In summer, quite the other way,
I have to go to bed by day.
I have to go to bed and see
The birds still hopping on the tree,
Or hear the grown-up people’s feet
Still going past me in the street.
And does it not seem hard to you,
When all the sky is clear and blue,
And I should like so much to play,
To have to go to bed by day?
That is the entire poem.
http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/19733
7/8/12
Freedom by Rabindranath Tagore
Freedom from fear is the freedom
I claim for you my motherland!
Freedom from the burden of the ages, bending your head,
breaking your back, blinding your eyes to the beckoning
call of the future;
Freedom from the shackles of slumber wherewith
you fasten yourself in night's stillness,
mistrusting the star that speaks of truth's adventurous paths;
freedom from the anarchy of destiny
whole sails are weakly yielded to the blind uncertain winds,
and the helm to a hand ever rigid and cold as death.
Freedom from the insult of dwelling in a puppet's world,
where movements are started through brainless wires,
repeated through mindless habits,
where figures wait with patience and obedience for the
master of show,
to be stirred into a mimicry of life.
That is the entire poem.
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7/7/12
Three Movements by W.B. Yeats
SHAKESPEAREAN fish swam the sea, far away from land;
Romantic fish swam in nets coming to the hand;
What are all those fish that lie gasping on the strand?
That is the entire poem.
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7/6/12
What Was Lost by W.B. Yeats
I SING what was lost and dread what was won,
I walk in a battle fought over again,
My king a lost king, and lost soldiers my men;
Feet to the Rising and Setting may run,
They always beat on the same small stone.
That is the entire poem.
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7/5/12
Where my Books Go by W. B. Yeats
All the words that I utter,
And all the words that I write,
Must spread out their wings untiring,
And never rest in their flight,
Till they come where your sad, sad heart is,
And sing to you in the night,
Beyond where the waters are moving,
Storm-darken’d or starry bright.
That is the entire poem.
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7/4/12
Defense of Fort McHenry by Francis Scott Key
O say can you see by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming,
Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there;
O say does that star-spangled banner yet wave,
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
For entire poem click here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Star-Spangled_Banner
7/3/12
America by Samuel Francis Smith
My country, 'tis of Thee,
Sweet Land of Liberty
Of thee I sing;
Land where my fathers died,
Land of the pilgrims' pride,
From every mountain side
Let Freedom ring.
For entire poem click here: http://www.usa-flag-site.org/song-lyrics/my-country-tis-of-thee.shtml
7/2/12
The Declaration of Independence by Thomas Jefferson, Ben Franklin, Robert Livingston and Roger Sherman
WHEN in the Course of human events, it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another, and to assume among the Powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature’s God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation. 1 We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty, and the pursuit of Happiness.
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7/1/12
DREAM VARIATION 39 by Langston Hughes
To fling my arms wide In some place of the sun, To whirl and to dance Till the white day is done, ^From The Weary Blues, by Langston Hughes, copyright, 1926, by Alfred A. Knopf, Inc. Reprinted by permission of Alfred A. Knopf, Inc.
That is the entire poem.
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6/30/12
1, TOO, SING AMERICA 88 by Langston Hughes
I, too, sing America. I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen When company comes, But I laugh, And eat well, And grow strong. Tomorrow, 111 sit at the table When company comes. Nobody'll dare Say to me, "Eat in the kitchen," Then. Besides, They'll see how beautiful I am And be ashamed I, too, am America.
That is the entire poem.
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6/29/12
UPSTAIRS DOWNSTAIRS 24 by Hervey Allen
The judge, who lives impeccably upstairs With dull decorum and its implication, Has all his servants in to family prayers, And edifies his soul with exhortation. ^From Carolina Chansons, Legends of the Low Country, by Du Bose Heyward and Hervey Allen, copyright, 1922, by Rinehart & Company, Inc.
That is the entire poem.
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6/28/12
Summer- 1 947 by Bruce McM. Wright
I remember distinctly the tired tumult of my urges and the sun shining, and the dust, and the clouds, and'how I turned my rifle down; I remember the cow stinking in the street and a woman sweeping dung, and Prague and Pilsen just forty kilometers: I recall that songs were sung, attention stood, allegiance re-asserted, and I saw two cplonels cry. There was a first night of awkward peace with pillows trimmed in bohmisch lace, lettered schlafe wohl, . and hugged into humanity: I trembled, and felt quite old. How distant is any day, How many hurts away? And there were Prague and Pilsen, and I, having dug holes in history, stretched out alive on the Continent with Paris- just some wars and worlds removed from Miss Up John's geography and P.S. 89, and all the things she never taught me. I remember, though, that Sheffield made fine cutlery, and coal was made at Newcastle, and dry-docks at Southampton: I should have known that France had beaches, that Normandy must be noted for this, or that, plus D-Day, plus one, plus two, plus et cetera, and divers things from Carentan to Mons. NEGRO POETS OF THE U.S.A. 201 I should have known of Omaha And Utah- American Indian hinterlands as French as Bar-le-Duc; But Miss Upjohn was a virgin, then a spinster; she shied away from Flesh and French facts, she disapproved of certain acts: Between us there can be no bond, Now that I can teach Upjohn.
That is the entire poem.
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6/27/12
SONNET by Alice Dunbar Nelson
I had no thought of violets of late, The wild, shy kind that spring beneath your feet In wistful April days, when lovers mate And wander through the fields in raptures sweet The thought of violets meant florists* shops, And bows and pins, and perfumed papers fine; And garish lights, and mincing little fops And cabarets and songs, and deadening wine. ^From The Complete Poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar, copyright, 1896, 1899, 1905, 1913, by Dodd, Mead & Company, Inc. 42 THE POETRY OF THE NEGRO So far from sweet real things my thoughts had strayed, I had forgot wide fields, and clear brown streams; The perfect loveliness that God has made, Wild violets shy and Heaven-mounting dreams. And nowunwittingly, you've made me dream Of violets, and my soul's forgotten gleam.
That is the entire poem.
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6/26/12
WHEN MAUNDY SINGS 18 by Paul Laurence Dunbar
G'way an' quit dat noise, Miss Lucy Put dat music book away; What's de use to keep on tryin'? Ef you practise twell you're gray, You cain't sta't no notes a-flyin' Lak de ones dat rants and rings F'om de kitchen to de big woods When Malindy sings. You ain't got de nachel o'gans Fu' to make de soun' come right, You ain't got de tu'ns an' twistin's Fu' to make it sweet an' light. "From The Complete Poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar, copyright, 1896, 1899, 1905, 1913, by Dodd, Mead & Company, Inc. THE POETRY OF THE NEGRO Tell you one thing now, Miss Lucy, An* I'm tellin' you fu' true, When hit comes to raal right singing T ain't no easy thing to do. Easy 'nough fu' folks to hollah, Lookin' at de lines an' dots, When dey ain't no one kin sence it, An' de chune comes in, in spots; But fu' real melojous music, Dat jes* strikes yo' hea't and clings, Jes' you stan' an' listen wif me When Malindy sings. Ain't you nevah hyeahd Malindy? Blessed soul, tek up de cross! Look hyeah, ain't you jokin', honey? Well, you don't know whut you los'. Y ought to hyeah dat gal a-wa'blin', Robins, la'ks, an' all dem things, Heish dey moufs an' hides dey faces When Malindy sings. Fiddlin' man jes' stop his fiddling Lay his fiddle on de she'f ; Mockin'-bird quit tryin' to whistle, 'Cause he jes' so shamed hisse'f. Folks a-playin' on de banjo Draps dey fingahs on de strings Bless yo' soul fu'gits to move em, When Malindy sings. She jes' spreads huh mouf and hollahs, "Come to Jesus," twell you hyeah Sinnahs' tremblin' steps and voices, Timid-lak a-drawin' neah; Den she tu'ns to "Rock of Ages," Simply to de cross she clings, An' you fin' yo' teahs a-drappin' When Malindy sings. NEGRO POETS OF THE U.S.A. 37 Who dat says dat humble praises Wif de Master nevah counts? Heish yo* mouf, I hyeah dat music, Ez hit rises up an' mounts Floatin' by de hills an* valleys, Way above dis buryin* sod, Ez hit makes its way in glory To de very, gates of God! Oh, hit's sweetah dan de music Of an edicated band; An' hit's dearah dan de battle's Song o' triumph in de Ian*. It seems holier dan evenin' When de solemn chu'ch bell rings, Ez I sit an* ca'mly listen While Malindy sings. Towsah, stop dat ba'kin*, hyeah me! Mandy, mek dat chile keep still; Don't you hyeah de echoes callin' F'om de valley to de hill? Let me listen, I can hyeah it, Th'oo de bresh of angels' wings, Sof an' sweet, "Swing Low, Sweet Chariot," Ez Malindy sings.
That is the entire poem.
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6/25/12
LIFT EVERY VOICE AND SING 14 by James Weldon Johnson
Lift every voice and sing Till earth and heaven ring, Hing with the harmonies of Liberty; Let our rejoicing rise High as the listening skies, Let it resound loud as the rolling sea. Sing a song full of the faith that the dark past has taught us, Sing a song full of the hope that the present has brought us, Facing the rising sun of our new day begun Let us march on till victory is won.
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6/24/12
Casey at the Bat by Ernest Lawrence Thayer
The Outlook wasn't brilliant for the Mudville nine that day:
The score stood four to two, with but one inning more to play.
And then when Cooney died at first, and Barrows did the same,
A sickly silence fell upon the patrons of the game.
For entire poem click here: http://www.baseball-almanac.com/poetry/po_case.shtml
6/23/12
Bat, Bat, Come under my Hat by Sir Charles George Douglass Roberts
(A Modernity)
Twelve good friends
Passed under her hat,
And devil a one of them
For entire poem click here: http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bat-bat-come-under-my-hat/
6/22/12
The Old School List by James Kenneth Stephen
In a wild moraine of forgotten books,
On the glacier of years gone by,
As I plied my rake for order's sake,
There was one that caught my eye:
For entire poem click here: http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-old-school-list/
The Orange Bears by Kenneth Patchen
The orange bears with soft friendly eyes
For entire poem click here: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15320
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7/11/2012
The Whistle by Yusef Komunyakaa
The 7 o'clock whistle
Made the morning air fulvous
For entire poem click here: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15318
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7/10/12
A Boat, Beneath a Sunny Sky by Lewis Carroll
A boat, beneath a sunny sky
Lingering onward dreamily
In an evening of July--
Children three that nestle near,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Pleased a simple tale to hear--
Long has paled that sunny sky:
Echoes fade and memories die:
Autumn frosts have slain July.
Still she haunts me, phantomwise,
Alice moving under skies
Never seen by waking eyes.
Children yet, the tale to hear,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Lovingly shall nestle near.
In a Wonderland they lie,
Dreaming as the days go by,
Dreaming as the summers die:
Ever drifting down the stream--
Lingering in the golden gleam--
Life, what is it but a dream?
That is the entire poem.
http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/22530
7/9/12
Bed in Summer by Robert Louis Stevenson
In winter I get up at night
And dress by yellow candle-light.
In summer, quite the other way,
I have to go to bed by day.
I have to go to bed and see
The birds still hopping on the tree,
Or hear the grown-up people’s feet
Still going past me in the street.
And does it not seem hard to you,
When all the sky is clear and blue,
And I should like so much to play,
To have to go to bed by day?
That is the entire poem.
http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/19733
7/8/12
Freedom by Rabindranath Tagore
Freedom from fear is the freedom
I claim for you my motherland!
Freedom from the burden of the ages, bending your head,
breaking your back, blinding your eyes to the beckoning
call of the future;
Freedom from the shackles of slumber wherewith
you fasten yourself in night's stillness,
mistrusting the star that speaks of truth's adventurous paths;
freedom from the anarchy of destiny
whole sails are weakly yielded to the blind uncertain winds,
and the helm to a hand ever rigid and cold as death.
Freedom from the insult of dwelling in a puppet's world,
where movements are started through brainless wires,
repeated through mindless habits,
where figures wait with patience and obedience for the
master of show,
to be stirred into a mimicry of life.
That is the entire poem.
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7/7/12
Three Movements by W.B. Yeats
SHAKESPEAREAN fish swam the sea, far away from land;
Romantic fish swam in nets coming to the hand;
What are all those fish that lie gasping on the strand?
That is the entire poem.
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7/6/12
What Was Lost by W.B. Yeats
I SING what was lost and dread what was won,
I walk in a battle fought over again,
My king a lost king, and lost soldiers my men;
Feet to the Rising and Setting may run,
They always beat on the same small stone.
That is the entire poem.
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7/5/12
Where my Books Go by W. B. Yeats
All the words that I utter,
And all the words that I write,
Must spread out their wings untiring,
And never rest in their flight,
Till they come where your sad, sad heart is,
And sing to you in the night,
Beyond where the waters are moving,
Storm-darken’d or starry bright.
That is the entire poem.
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7/4/12
Defense of Fort McHenry by Francis Scott Key
O say can you see by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming,
Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there;
O say does that star-spangled banner yet wave,
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
For entire poem click here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Star-Spangled_Banner
7/3/12
America by Samuel Francis Smith
My country, 'tis of Thee,
Sweet Land of Liberty
Of thee I sing;
Land where my fathers died,
Land of the pilgrims' pride,
From every mountain side
Let Freedom ring.
For entire poem click here: http://www.usa-flag-site.org/song-lyrics/my-country-tis-of-thee.shtml
7/2/12
The Declaration of Independence by Thomas Jefferson, Ben Franklin, Robert Livingston and Roger Sherman
WHEN in the Course of human events, it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another, and to assume among the Powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature’s God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation. 1 We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty, and the pursuit of Happiness.
For entire poem click here: http://www.bartleby.com/43/14.html
7/1/12
DREAM VARIATION 39 by Langston Hughes
To fling my arms wide In some place of the sun, To whirl and to dance Till the white day is done, ^From The Weary Blues, by Langston Hughes, copyright, 1926, by Alfred A. Knopf, Inc. Reprinted by permission of Alfred A. Knopf, Inc.
That is the entire poem.
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6/30/12
1, TOO, SING AMERICA 88 by Langston Hughes
I, too, sing America. I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen When company comes, But I laugh, And eat well, And grow strong. Tomorrow, 111 sit at the table When company comes. Nobody'll dare Say to me, "Eat in the kitchen," Then. Besides, They'll see how beautiful I am And be ashamed I, too, am America.
That is the entire poem.
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6/29/12
UPSTAIRS DOWNSTAIRS 24 by Hervey Allen
The judge, who lives impeccably upstairs With dull decorum and its implication, Has all his servants in to family prayers, And edifies his soul with exhortation. ^From Carolina Chansons, Legends of the Low Country, by Du Bose Heyward and Hervey Allen, copyright, 1922, by Rinehart & Company, Inc.
That is the entire poem.
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6/28/12
Summer- 1 947 by Bruce McM. Wright
I remember distinctly the tired tumult of my urges and the sun shining, and the dust, and the clouds, and'how I turned my rifle down; I remember the cow stinking in the street and a woman sweeping dung, and Prague and Pilsen just forty kilometers: I recall that songs were sung, attention stood, allegiance re-asserted, and I saw two cplonels cry. There was a first night of awkward peace with pillows trimmed in bohmisch lace, lettered schlafe wohl, . and hugged into humanity: I trembled, and felt quite old. How distant is any day, How many hurts away? And there were Prague and Pilsen, and I, having dug holes in history, stretched out alive on the Continent with Paris- just some wars and worlds removed from Miss Up John's geography and P.S. 89, and all the things she never taught me. I remember, though, that Sheffield made fine cutlery, and coal was made at Newcastle, and dry-docks at Southampton: I should have known that France had beaches, that Normandy must be noted for this, or that, plus D-Day, plus one, plus two, plus et cetera, and divers things from Carentan to Mons. NEGRO POETS OF THE U.S.A. 201 I should have known of Omaha And Utah- American Indian hinterlands as French as Bar-le-Duc; But Miss Upjohn was a virgin, then a spinster; she shied away from Flesh and French facts, she disapproved of certain acts: Between us there can be no bond, Now that I can teach Upjohn.
That is the entire poem.
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6/27/12
SONNET by Alice Dunbar Nelson
I had no thought of violets of late, The wild, shy kind that spring beneath your feet In wistful April days, when lovers mate And wander through the fields in raptures sweet The thought of violets meant florists* shops, And bows and pins, and perfumed papers fine; And garish lights, and mincing little fops And cabarets and songs, and deadening wine. ^From The Complete Poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar, copyright, 1896, 1899, 1905, 1913, by Dodd, Mead & Company, Inc. 42 THE POETRY OF THE NEGRO So far from sweet real things my thoughts had strayed, I had forgot wide fields, and clear brown streams; The perfect loveliness that God has made, Wild violets shy and Heaven-mounting dreams. And nowunwittingly, you've made me dream Of violets, and my soul's forgotten gleam.
That is the entire poem.
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6/26/12
WHEN MAUNDY SINGS 18 by Paul Laurence Dunbar
G'way an' quit dat noise, Miss Lucy Put dat music book away; What's de use to keep on tryin'? Ef you practise twell you're gray, You cain't sta't no notes a-flyin' Lak de ones dat rants and rings F'om de kitchen to de big woods When Malindy sings. You ain't got de nachel o'gans Fu' to make de soun' come right, You ain't got de tu'ns an' twistin's Fu' to make it sweet an' light. "From The Complete Poems of Paul Laurence Dunbar, copyright, 1896, 1899, 1905, 1913, by Dodd, Mead & Company, Inc. THE POETRY OF THE NEGRO Tell you one thing now, Miss Lucy, An* I'm tellin' you fu' true, When hit comes to raal right singing T ain't no easy thing to do. Easy 'nough fu' folks to hollah, Lookin' at de lines an' dots, When dey ain't no one kin sence it, An' de chune comes in, in spots; But fu' real melojous music, Dat jes* strikes yo' hea't and clings, Jes' you stan' an' listen wif me When Malindy sings. Ain't you nevah hyeahd Malindy? Blessed soul, tek up de cross! Look hyeah, ain't you jokin', honey? Well, you don't know whut you los'. Y ought to hyeah dat gal a-wa'blin', Robins, la'ks, an' all dem things, Heish dey moufs an' hides dey faces When Malindy sings. Fiddlin' man jes' stop his fiddling Lay his fiddle on de she'f ; Mockin'-bird quit tryin' to whistle, 'Cause he jes' so shamed hisse'f. Folks a-playin' on de banjo Draps dey fingahs on de strings Bless yo' soul fu'gits to move em, When Malindy sings. She jes' spreads huh mouf and hollahs, "Come to Jesus," twell you hyeah Sinnahs' tremblin' steps and voices, Timid-lak a-drawin' neah; Den she tu'ns to "Rock of Ages," Simply to de cross she clings, An' you fin' yo' teahs a-drappin' When Malindy sings. NEGRO POETS OF THE U.S.A. 37 Who dat says dat humble praises Wif de Master nevah counts? Heish yo* mouf, I hyeah dat music, Ez hit rises up an' mounts Floatin' by de hills an* valleys, Way above dis buryin* sod, Ez hit makes its way in glory To de very, gates of God! Oh, hit's sweetah dan de music Of an edicated band; An' hit's dearah dan de battle's Song o' triumph in de Ian*. It seems holier dan evenin' When de solemn chu'ch bell rings, Ez I sit an* ca'mly listen While Malindy sings. Towsah, stop dat ba'kin*, hyeah me! Mandy, mek dat chile keep still; Don't you hyeah de echoes callin' F'om de valley to de hill? Let me listen, I can hyeah it, Th'oo de bresh of angels' wings, Sof an' sweet, "Swing Low, Sweet Chariot," Ez Malindy sings.
That is the entire poem.
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6/25/12
LIFT EVERY VOICE AND SING 14 by James Weldon Johnson
Lift every voice and sing Till earth and heaven ring, Hing with the harmonies of Liberty; Let our rejoicing rise High as the listening skies, Let it resound loud as the rolling sea. Sing a song full of the faith that the dark past has taught us, Sing a song full of the hope that the present has brought us, Facing the rising sun of our new day begun Let us march on till victory is won.
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pg. 33
6/24/12
Casey at the Bat by Ernest Lawrence Thayer
The Outlook wasn't brilliant for the Mudville nine that day:
The score stood four to two, with but one inning more to play.
And then when Cooney died at first, and Barrows did the same,
A sickly silence fell upon the patrons of the game.
For entire poem click here: http://www.baseball-almanac.com/poetry/po_case.shtml
6/23/12
Bat, Bat, Come under my Hat by Sir Charles George Douglass Roberts
(A Modernity)
Twelve good friends
Passed under her hat,
And devil a one of them
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6/22/12
The Old School List by James Kenneth Stephen
In a wild moraine of forgotten books,
On the glacier of years gone by,
As I plied my rake for order's sake,
There was one that caught my eye:
For entire poem click here: http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-old-school-list/
6/21/12
Life in a Love by Robert Browning
Escape me?
For entire poem click here: http://allpoetry.com/poem/8438939-Life_In_A_Love-by-Robert_Browning
6/20/12
Paracelsus by Robert Browning
Come close to me, dear friends, still closer thus;
Close to the heart which, though long time roll by
For entire poem click here: http://allpoetry.com/poem/8438941-Paracelsus_Part_I_Paracelsus_Aspires-by-Robert_Browning
and http://ebooks.adelaide.edu.au/b/browning/robert/paracelsus/
6/19/12
On the Concert by Trumbull Stickney
When first this canvas felt Giorgione's hand
From out his soul's intensity he drew
For entire poem click here:
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pg. 93
6/18/12
Service by Trumbull Stickney
Chide me not, darling, that I sing
Familiar thoughts and metres old:
For entire poem click here:
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6/17/12
Sir, Say No More by Trumbull Stickney
Sir, say no more
Within me 't is as if
The green and climbing eyesight of a cat
Crawled near my mind's poor birds.
That is the entire poem.
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sir-say-no-more/
6/16/12
I Hear a River by Trumbull Stickney
I hear a river thro' the valley wander
Whose water runs, the song alone remaining
A rainbow stands and summer passes under.
That is the entire poem.
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-hear-a-river-thro-the-valley-wander/
Life in a Love by Robert Browning
Escape me?
For entire poem click here: http://allpoetry.com/poem/8438939-Life_In_A_Love-by-Robert_Browning
6/20/12
Paracelsus by Robert Browning
Come close to me, dear friends, still closer thus;
Close to the heart which, though long time roll by
For entire poem click here: http://allpoetry.com/poem/8438941-Paracelsus_Part_I_Paracelsus_Aspires-by-Robert_Browning
and http://ebooks.adelaide.edu.au/b/browning/robert/paracelsus/
6/19/12
On the Concert by Trumbull Stickney
When first this canvas felt Giorgione's hand
From out his soul's intensity he drew
For entire poem click here:
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pg. 93
6/18/12
Service by Trumbull Stickney
Chide me not, darling, that I sing
Familiar thoughts and metres old:
For entire poem click here:
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/service/
6/17/12
Sir, Say No More by Trumbull Stickney
Sir, say no more
Within me 't is as if
The green and climbing eyesight of a cat
Crawled near my mind's poor birds.
That is the entire poem.
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sir-say-no-more/
6/16/12
I Hear a River by Trumbull Stickney
I hear a river thro' the valley wander
Whose water runs, the song alone remaining
A rainbow stands and summer passes under.
That is the entire poem.
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-hear-a-river-thro-the-valley-wander/
6/15/12
On Himself by Robert Herrick
A wearied pilgrim I have wander'd here,
For entire poem click here: http://www.eliteskills.com/analysis_poetry/ON_HIMSELF_by_Robert_Herrick_analysis.php
6/14/12
The Careless Lover by Sir John Suckling
Never believe me, if I love
For entire poem click here: http://books.google.com/books?id=fRo-AAAAYAAJ&pg=PR10&lpg=PR10&dq=aglaura+suckling+poems&source=bl&ots=ztCHQHRoGY&sig=PpMNt6vHtHXMRN-nwK-QoAKOriM&hl=en&sa=X&ei=EmfXT6zlO6qY6QHf682SAw&ved=0CEcQ6AEwAg#v=onepage&q=aglaura%20suckling%20poems&f=false
Pg 11
6/13/12
The Honest Lover by Sir John Suckling
Honest lover whosoever,
If in all thy love there ever
For entire poem click here: http://books.google.com/books?id=fRo-AAAAYAAJ&pg=PR10&lpg=PR10&dq=aglaura+suckling+poems&source=bl&ots=ztCHQHRoGY&sig=PpMNt6vHtHXMRN-nwK-QoAKOriM&hl=en&sa=X&ei=EmfXT6zlO6qY6QHf682SAw&ved=0CEcQ6AEwAg#v=onepage&q=aglaura%20suckling%20poems&f=false
Pg 8
6/12/12
Song to a Lute by Sir John Suckling
Hast thou seen the down i' th' air,
when went on blasts have toss'd it
For entire poem click here: http://books.google.com/books?id=fRo-AAAAYAAJ&pg=PR10&lpg=PR10&dq=aglaura+suckling+poems&source=bl&ots=ztCHQHRoGY&sig=PpMNt6vHtHXMRN-nwK-QoAKOriM&hl=en&sa=X&ei=EmfXT6zlO6qY6QHf682SAw&ved=0CEcQ6AEwAg#v=onepage&q=aglaura%20suckling%20poems&f=false
pg 7
6/11//12
Song by Sir John Suckling
Why so pale and wan, fond Lover?
For entire poem click here: http://www.eliteskills.com/analysis_poetry/Song_by_Sir_John_Suckling_analysis.php
6/10/12
Humanitad by Oscar Wilde
It is full winter now, the trees are bare
Save where the cattle huddle from the cold
For entire poem click here: http://www.online-literature.com/wilde/2285/
6/9/12
Helas by Oscar Wilde
To drift with every passion till my soul
For entire poem click here: http://books.google.com/books?id=tBhRoWsz_tQC&pg=PA159&lpg=PA159&dq=against+the+turbid+turquoise+sky+oscar+wilde&source=bl&ots=hJd5nQbtKk&sig=O97fTVqEFEI0QNvzZ8e3twGZQRk&hl=en&sa=X&ei=Wl7XT-mAJtGK6QGMofWhAw&sqi=2&ved=0CFIQ6AEwAA#v=onepage&q&f=false
Pg 162
6/8/12
Les Ballons by Oscar Wilde
Against these turbid turquoise skies
For entire poem click here: http://books.google.com/books?id=tBhRoWsz_tQC&pg=PA159&lpg=PA159&dq=against+the+turbid+turquoise+sky+oscar+wilde&source=bl&ots=hJd5nQbtKk&sig=O97fTVqEFEI0QNvzZ8e3twGZQRk&hl=en&sa=X&ei=Wl7XT-mAJtGK6QGMofWhAw&sqi=2&ved=0CFIQ6AEwAA#v=onepage&q&f=false
Pg 160
6/7/12
Le Jardin by Oscar Wilde
The Lily's withered chalice falls
For entire poem click here: http://books.google.com/books?id=tBhRoWsz_tQC&pg=PA159&lpg=PA159&dq=against+the+turbid+turquoise+sky+oscar+wilde&source=bl&ots=hJd5nQbtKk&sig=O97fTVqEFEI0QNvzZ8e3twGZQRk&hl=en&sa=X&ei=Wl7XT-mAJtGK6QGMofWhAw&sqi=2&ved=0CFIQ6AEwAA#v=onepage&q&f=false
Pg 158
6/6/12
La Mer by Oscar Wilde
A white mist drifts across the shrouds,
For entire poem click here: http://books.google.com/books?id=tBhRoWsz_tQC&pg=PA159&lpg=PA159&dq=against+the+turbid+turquoise+sky+oscar+wilde&source=bl&ots=hJd5nQbtKk&sig=O97fTVqEFEI0QNvzZ8e3twGZQRk&hl=en&sa=X&ei=Wl7XT-mAJtGK6QGMofWhAw&sqi=2&ved=0CFIQ6AEwAA#v=onepage&q&f=false
Pg 159
On Himself by Robert Herrick
A wearied pilgrim I have wander'd here,
For entire poem click here: http://www.eliteskills.com/analysis_poetry/ON_HIMSELF_by_Robert_Herrick_analysis.php
6/14/12
The Careless Lover by Sir John Suckling
Never believe me, if I love
For entire poem click here: http://books.google.com/books?id=fRo-AAAAYAAJ&pg=PR10&lpg=PR10&dq=aglaura+suckling+poems&source=bl&ots=ztCHQHRoGY&sig=PpMNt6vHtHXMRN-nwK-QoAKOriM&hl=en&sa=X&ei=EmfXT6zlO6qY6QHf682SAw&ved=0CEcQ6AEwAg#v=onepage&q=aglaura%20suckling%20poems&f=false
Pg 11
6/13/12
The Honest Lover by Sir John Suckling
Honest lover whosoever,
If in all thy love there ever
For entire poem click here: http://books.google.com/books?id=fRo-AAAAYAAJ&pg=PR10&lpg=PR10&dq=aglaura+suckling+poems&source=bl&ots=ztCHQHRoGY&sig=PpMNt6vHtHXMRN-nwK-QoAKOriM&hl=en&sa=X&ei=EmfXT6zlO6qY6QHf682SAw&ved=0CEcQ6AEwAg#v=onepage&q=aglaura%20suckling%20poems&f=false
Pg 8
6/12/12
Song to a Lute by Sir John Suckling
Hast thou seen the down i' th' air,
when went on blasts have toss'd it
For entire poem click here: http://books.google.com/books?id=fRo-AAAAYAAJ&pg=PR10&lpg=PR10&dq=aglaura+suckling+poems&source=bl&ots=ztCHQHRoGY&sig=PpMNt6vHtHXMRN-nwK-QoAKOriM&hl=en&sa=X&ei=EmfXT6zlO6qY6QHf682SAw&ved=0CEcQ6AEwAg#v=onepage&q=aglaura%20suckling%20poems&f=false
pg 7
6/11//12
Song by Sir John Suckling
Why so pale and wan, fond Lover?
For entire poem click here: http://www.eliteskills.com/analysis_poetry/Song_by_Sir_John_Suckling_analysis.php
6/10/12
Humanitad by Oscar Wilde
It is full winter now, the trees are bare
Save where the cattle huddle from the cold
For entire poem click here: http://www.online-literature.com/wilde/2285/
6/9/12
Helas by Oscar Wilde
To drift with every passion till my soul
For entire poem click here: http://books.google.com/books?id=tBhRoWsz_tQC&pg=PA159&lpg=PA159&dq=against+the+turbid+turquoise+sky+oscar+wilde&source=bl&ots=hJd5nQbtKk&sig=O97fTVqEFEI0QNvzZ8e3twGZQRk&hl=en&sa=X&ei=Wl7XT-mAJtGK6QGMofWhAw&sqi=2&ved=0CFIQ6AEwAA#v=onepage&q&f=false
Pg 162
6/8/12
Les Ballons by Oscar Wilde
Against these turbid turquoise skies
For entire poem click here: http://books.google.com/books?id=tBhRoWsz_tQC&pg=PA159&lpg=PA159&dq=against+the+turbid+turquoise+sky+oscar+wilde&source=bl&ots=hJd5nQbtKk&sig=O97fTVqEFEI0QNvzZ8e3twGZQRk&hl=en&sa=X&ei=Wl7XT-mAJtGK6QGMofWhAw&sqi=2&ved=0CFIQ6AEwAA#v=onepage&q&f=false
Pg 160
6/7/12
Le Jardin by Oscar Wilde
The Lily's withered chalice falls
For entire poem click here: http://books.google.com/books?id=tBhRoWsz_tQC&pg=PA159&lpg=PA159&dq=against+the+turbid+turquoise+sky+oscar+wilde&source=bl&ots=hJd5nQbtKk&sig=O97fTVqEFEI0QNvzZ8e3twGZQRk&hl=en&sa=X&ei=Wl7XT-mAJtGK6QGMofWhAw&sqi=2&ved=0CFIQ6AEwAA#v=onepage&q&f=false
Pg 158
6/6/12
La Mer by Oscar Wilde
A white mist drifts across the shrouds,
For entire poem click here: http://books.google.com/books?id=tBhRoWsz_tQC&pg=PA159&lpg=PA159&dq=against+the+turbid+turquoise+sky+oscar+wilde&source=bl&ots=hJd5nQbtKk&sig=O97fTVqEFEI0QNvzZ8e3twGZQRk&hl=en&sa=X&ei=Wl7XT-mAJtGK6QGMofWhAw&sqi=2&ved=0CFIQ6AEwAA#v=onepage&q&f=false
Pg 159
6/5/12
Fishing on the Susquehanna in July by Billy Collins
I have never been fishing on the Susquehanna
For entire poem click here: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/16497
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6/4/12
The Coming of Wisdom with Time by W. B. Yeats
Though leaves are many, the root is one;
Through all the lying days of my youth
I swayed my leaves and flowers in the sun;
Now I may wither into the truth.
That is the entire poem.http://www.bartleby.com/147/43.html
6/3/12
Notice what the Poem is Not Doing by William Stafford
The light along the hills in the morning
comes down slowly, naming the trees
white, then coasting the ground for stones to nominate.
For entire poem click here: https://people.creighton.edu/~mlm22940/writings/stafford/notice.html
6/2/12
Nothing is so beautiful as Spring by Gerard Manly Hopkins
Nothing is so beautiful as Spring
When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush;
For entire poem click here: http://thereaderonline.co.uk/2009/03/23/featured-poem-spring-by-gerard-manley-hopkins/
6/1/12
The Days are Clear by Christina Rossetti
The days are clear,
Day after day,
When April's here,
That leads to May,
And June
Must follow soon:
Stay, June, Stay!-
If only we could stop the moon
And June!
That is the entire poem.http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-days-are-clear/
5/31/12
Summer Rain in Mountains by Robert Penn Warren
A dark curtain of rain sweeps slowly over the sunlit mountain.For entire poem click here: http://books.google.com/books?id=tBMN6gmiA6EC&pg=PA466&lpg=PA466&dq=all+day+the+fitful+rain+warren&source=bl&ots=OvkOv_4GMy&sig=fmFDzLjF-DYKgiMKV7ATU_ZFpjk&hl=en&sa=X&ei=Sc7IT8_VCcGA6QHRoewy&sqi=2&ved=0CEIQ6AEwAA#v=onepage&q&f=false
5/30/12
Rhapsody by William Stanley Braithwaite
I am glad daylong for the gift of song
For entire poem click here: http://www.poetry-archive.com/b/rhapsody.html
5/29/12
Love for this book by Pablo Neruda
In these lonely regions I have been powerfulin the same way as a cheerful tool
For entire poem click here: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/16755
5/28/12
In Praise of Johnny Appleseed by Vachel Lindsay
In the days of President Washington
The glory of the nations,
Dust and ashes,
Snow and sleet,
And hay and oats and wheat
For entire poem click here: http://www.readbookonline.net/readOnLine/42973/
5/27/12
A Pastoral Poem by William Wordsworth
If from the public way you turn your steps
Up the tumultuous brook of Green-Head Ghyll,
You will suppose that with an upright path
Your feet must struggle, in such bold ascent
...Beside the boisterous brook of Green-Head Ghyll...
For entire poem click here: http://www.calstatela.edu/faculty/jgarret/wva/cp1815/052.htm
or http://rapgenius.com/William-wordsworth-michael-lyrics#lyric
and http://books.google.com/books?id=NqB_wAJiBXoC&pg=PA41&lpg=PA41&dq=beside+the+boisterous&source=bl&ots=3jO_Xydey0&sig=El8pIcSbs098cGOV_sQo_hotC8U&hl=en&sa=X&ei=QI_HT-3DC8-I0QGtpcDkD#v=onepage&q=beside%20the%20boisterous&f=false
5/26/12
The Green Linnet by William Wordsworth
Beneath these fruit tree boughs that shed
Their snow white blossoms on my head,
With brightest sunshine round me spread
Of Spring's unclouded weather
In this sequestered nook how sweet
To sit upon my orchard-seat!
And birds and flowers once more to greet
My last year's friends together
For entire poem click here: http://www.gutenberg.org/files/12145/12145-h/Wordsworth2g.html#section103
The Days are Clear by Christina Rossetti
The days are clear,
Day after day,
When April's here,
That leads to May,
And June
Must follow soon:
Stay, June, Stay!-
If only we could stop the moon
And June!
That is the entire poem.http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-days-are-clear/
5/31/12
Summer Rain in Mountains by Robert Penn Warren
A dark curtain of rain sweeps slowly over the sunlit mountain.For entire poem click here: http://books.google.com/books?id=tBMN6gmiA6EC&pg=PA466&lpg=PA466&dq=all+day+the+fitful+rain+warren&source=bl&ots=OvkOv_4GMy&sig=fmFDzLjF-DYKgiMKV7ATU_ZFpjk&hl=en&sa=X&ei=Sc7IT8_VCcGA6QHRoewy&sqi=2&ved=0CEIQ6AEwAA#v=onepage&q&f=false
5/30/12
Rhapsody by William Stanley Braithwaite
I am glad daylong for the gift of song
For entire poem click here: http://www.poetry-archive.com/b/rhapsody.html
5/29/12
Love for this book by Pablo Neruda
In these lonely regions I have been powerfulin the same way as a cheerful tool
For entire poem click here: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/16755
5/28/12
In Praise of Johnny Appleseed by Vachel Lindsay
In the days of President Washington
The glory of the nations,
Dust and ashes,
Snow and sleet,
And hay and oats and wheat
For entire poem click here: http://www.readbookonline.net/readOnLine/42973/
5/27/12
A Pastoral Poem by William Wordsworth
If from the public way you turn your steps
Up the tumultuous brook of Green-Head Ghyll,
You will suppose that with an upright path
Your feet must struggle, in such bold ascent
...Beside the boisterous brook of Green-Head Ghyll...
For entire poem click here: http://www.calstatela.edu/faculty/jgarret/wva/cp1815/052.htm
or http://rapgenius.com/William-wordsworth-michael-lyrics#lyric
and http://books.google.com/books?id=NqB_wAJiBXoC&pg=PA41&lpg=PA41&dq=beside+the+boisterous&source=bl&ots=3jO_Xydey0&sig=El8pIcSbs098cGOV_sQo_hotC8U&hl=en&sa=X&ei=QI_HT-3DC8-I0QGtpcDkD#v=onepage&q=beside%20the%20boisterous&f=false
5/26/12
The Green Linnet by William Wordsworth
Beneath these fruit tree boughs that shed
Their snow white blossoms on my head,
With brightest sunshine round me spread
Of Spring's unclouded weather
In this sequestered nook how sweet
To sit upon my orchard-seat!
And birds and flowers once more to greet
My last year's friends together
For entire poem click here: http://www.gutenberg.org/files/12145/12145-h/Wordsworth2g.html#section103
5/25/12
Hearing your words, and not a word among them by Edna St. Vincent Millay
Hearing your words, and not a word among them
Tuned to my liking, on a salty day
When inland woods were pushed by winds that flung them
Hissing to leeward like a ton of spray,
For entire poem click here: http://www.poetryoutloud.org/poem/180208
5/24/12
Untitled by Emily Dickinson
The Bird her punctual music brings
And lays it in its place-
Its place is in the Human Heart
And in the Heavenly Grace-
For entire poem click here: http://books.google.com/books?id=FQtzD-Kz9WUC&pg=PA44&lpg=PA44&dq=emily+dickinson+to+hear+an+oriole+song&source=bl&ots=NOXiPHzhE3&sig=Z5X8RIAyi3YBNhB0iqgWbhhGhec&hl=en&sa=X&ei=q6-7T-a9KYS06gGpiuS-Bg&ved=0CFwQ6AEwBQ#v=onepage&q=emily%20dickinson%20to%20hear%20an%20oriole%20song&f=false pg. 39 in book preview
5/23/12
Untitled by Emily Dickinson
To hear an Oriole sing
May be a common thing,
Or only a divine.
For entire poem click here: http://www.artvilla.com/to-hear-an-oriole-sing-poem-by-emily-dickenson/
5/22/12
Hearing the Early Oriole by Po Chu-i/Bai Juyi
When the sun rose I was still lying in bed;
An early Oriole sang on the roof of my house.
For a moment I thought of the Royal Park at dawn
When the Birds of Spring greeted their Lord from his trees.
For entire poem click here: http://www.sacred-texts.com/cfu/mtc/mtc35.htm
5/21/12
A dream of Mountaineering by night by Po Chu-i/Bai Juyi
Far into the night, within my dreams,
For entire poem click here: http://books.google.com/books?id=FA1OJE0Bre4C&pg=PA12&lpg=PA12&dq=hearing+the+early+oriole&source=bl&ots=7DhIyEHPEB&sig=HNroplCg8F8t2jmw4pwzMn-ut8E&hl=en&sa=X&ei=7qm7T87mD-6N6QG9mZ30Cg&ved=0CFgQ6AEwAw#v=onepage&q=hearing%20the%20early%20oriole&f=false pg. 16 in book preview
5/20/12
Untitled by Kobayashi Issa
floating duckweed
appropriate
in this floating world
That is the entire poem.http://haikuguy.com/issa/
5/19/12
Untitled by Kobayashi Issa
Speeding along
a lazy day, the singing
of a skylark
That is the entire poem.http://haikuguy.com/issa/random.php?
5/18/12
Untitled by Richard Wright
I am nobody
A red sinking Sun
Took my name away
That is the entire poem.http://terebess.hu/english/haiku/wright.html
5/17/12
Untitled by Richard Wright
A spring sky so clear
That you feel you are seeing
Into tomorrow
That is the entire poem.http://terebess.hu/english/haiku/wright.html
5/16/12
Untitled by Richard Wright
A balmy spring wind
Reminding me of something
I can't recall
That is the entire poem.http://terebess.hu/english/haiku/wright.html
5/15/12
Untitled by Richard Wright
I feel autumn rain
Trying to explain something
I do not want to know
That is the entire poem.http://terebess.hu/english/haiku/wright.html
5/14/12
Untitled by Aizu Taro
Compared to the vast universe,
the pain in my bad tooth
seems to be tiny
but it’s really aching because it lives now.
That is the entire poem.
http://atlaspoetica.org/Documents/ATPO9Final.pdf
pg. 17
5/13/12
Untitled by Aizu Taro
Deep
in the ocean
of my heart
a whale swims slowly.
That is the entire poem.
http://atlaspoetica.org/Documents/ATPO9Final.pdf
pg. 17
5/12/12
Untitled by Aizu Taro
From the Earth
the Galaxy
the Universe
I borrow my body.
That is the entire poem.
http://atlaspoetica.org/Documents/ATPO9Final.pdf
pg. 17
5/11/12
Untitled by Aizu Taro
Humans and birds
flowers and whales
flash on and off
like countless planets in a dark universe.
That is the entire poem.
http://atlaspoetica.org/Documents/ATPO9Final.pdf
pg. 17
5/10/12
Untitled by Matsuo Basho
Traveling this high
mountain trail, delighted
by violets
That is the entire poem.
http://books.google.com/books?id=_qIvDTaHkw8C&printsec=frontcover&source=gbs_ge_summary_r&cad=0#v=onepage&q&f=false
5/9/12
Untitled by Matsuo Basho
From all directions
Winds bring petals of cherry
Into the grebe lake.
That is the entire poem.
http://www.big.or.jp/~loupe/links/ehisto/ebasho.shtml
5/8/12
Untitled by Matsuo Basho
Clouds come from time to time-
and bring to men a chance to rest
from looking at the moon
That is the entire poem.
http://oaks.nvg.org/basho.html
5/7/12
Untitled by Matsuo Basho
Cold white azalea-
Lone nun
Under thatched roof
That is the entire poem.
http://thegreenleaf.co.uk/hp/basho/00bashohaiku.htm
5/6/12
Moods by Sara Teasdale
I am the still rain falling,
Too tired for singing mirth-
Oh, be the green fields calling,
Oh, be for me the earth!
For entire poem click here: (pg 21)
http://books.google.com/books?id=JtUEAQAAIAAJ&printsec=frontcover&dq=sara+teasdale&hl=en&sa=X&ei=reKlT6fcArGe6QHGuYjJBA&ved=0CD0Q6AEwAA#v=onepage&q=sara%20teasdale&f= pg. 21 in book preview
5/5/12
A Red, Red Rose by Robert Burns
Oh my Luve's like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June:
For entire poem click here: http://www.bbc.co.uk/poetryseason/poems/a_red_red_rose.shtml
5/4/12
A Man's A Man For A' That by Robert Burns
Is there for honest Poverty
That hings his head, an 'a' that,
The coward slave- we pass him by,
We dare be poor for a' that
For entire poem click here: http://www.bbc.co.uk/arts/robertburns/works/a_mans_a_man_for_a_that/
5/3/12
Had I A Cave by Robert Burns
Had I a cave on some wild distant shore,
Where the winds howl to the waves' dashing roar;
For entire poem click here: http://www.robertburns.org/works/422.shtml
5/2/12
A Rose-Bud by my Early Walk by Robert Burns
A Rose-bud by my early walk
Adown a corn-enclosed bawk.
Sae gently bent its thorny stalk,
All on a dewey morning...
For entire poem click here: http://www.robertburns.org/works/193.shtml
5/1/12
Sonnet 18 by William Shakespeare
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day
Thou art more lovely and more temperate;
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May
For entire poem click here: http://www.shakespeare-online.com/sonnets/18.html
4/30/12
Days of Late March by Henrik Nordbrandt
Days move alone in one direction
For entire poem click here: http://denmark.poetryinternationalweb.org/piw_cms/cms/cms_module/index.php?obj_id=14471
http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_ss_i_0_17?url=search-alias%3Dstripbooks&field-keywords=henrik+nordbrandt&sprefix=henrik+nordbrandt%2Cstripbooks%2C241&rh=n%3A283155%2Ck%3Ahenrik+nordbrandt
4/29/12
An Appeal to Plumbers by Henrik Nordbrandt
I used to use the word suffering
as one might when referring to a clogged kitchen sink.
For entire poem click here:
http://denmark.poetryinternationalweb.org/piw_cms/cms/cms_module/index.php?obj_id=16685
4/28/12
Untitled haiku by Andrew Cannon
Death and taxation.
Both I have come to accept,
I miss certainty.
That is the entire poem.
http://www.inksweatandtears.co.uk/pages/?cat=10&paged=4
4/27/12
Untitled haiku by Andrew Cannon
in the sitting room
I stand amid the silence
of a tall window
That is the entire poem.
http://www.inksweatandtears.co.uk/pages/?cat=10&paged=4
4/26/12
Poem by Octavia Paz
At times poetry is the vertigo of bodies and the vertigo of speech and the vertigo of death
For entire poem click here: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/22523
4/25/12
Counselors by Robert Fitzgerald
Whom should I consult? Philosophers
Are happy in their homes and seminars.
See this one with the mischievous bright childlike
Gaze going out through walls and air,
A tangent to the bent rays of the star
Here the chalk splutter, hear the groping voice:
Conceive the demiurge in his perpetual
Strife with the chaos of the universe
That humming equilibrium of creation
For entire poem click here: (pg 47) http://books.google.com/books?id=LRklaJVc_4cC&printsec=frontcover&dq=Robert+Fitzgerald#v=onepage&q=Robert%20Fitzgerald&f=false
4/24/12
Wet Sunday by Robert Fitzgerald
Look, Look. On the outer glass
Raindrop gathers and glides crooked.
Tin spout gushes a whitish water.
Street dance: rank of rain.
Treetrunk inky, and twigs. Darkening
Past twelve. April. The bronze clock
Ticks. Dry carpet prickle's knees.
For entire poem click here: (pg 59)http://books.google.com/books?id=LRklaJVc_4cC&printsec=frontcover&dq=Robert+Fitzgerald#v=onepage&q=Robert%20Fitzgerald&f=false
4/23/12
Winter Night by Robert Fitzgerald
The grey day left the dusk in doubt,
Now it is dark.
Nightfall and no stars are out,
But this black wind will set its mark
Like anger on the souls that stir
From chimney side or sepulcher.
For entire poem click here: (pg 9) http://books.google.com/books?id=LRklaJVc_4cC&printsec=frontcover&dq=Robert+Fitzgerald#v=onepage&q=Robert%20Fitzgerald&f=false
4/22/12
Cosmology by Robert Fitzgerald
Lifting yesterday's body in the light:
Wide lonely circles and the head o stone
A planet picked out in exploded night.
The clouds are clouds of Stars, the calmly grown
For entire poem click here: http://www.harvardsquarelibrary.org/poets/fitzgerald.php
4/21/12
The Preiching of the Swallow by Robert Henryson
The profound wit off God ominipotent
For entire poem click here: http://www2.arts.gla.ac.uk/STELLA/STARN/poetry/HENRYSON/fables/swallow.htm#Title
or http://www.lib.rochester.edu/camelot/teams/morfram.htm
4/20/12
The Taille of the Wolf, that gat the Nekhering, Throw the wrinkis of the
Foxe, that begylit the Cadgear
by Robert Henryson
As myne authou expreslie can declare
For entire poem click here: http://www2.arts.gla.ac.uk/STELLA/STARN/poetry/HENRYSON/fables/cadger.htm
4/19/12
The taill of the Cok, and the Jasp by Robert Henryson
Richt cant and crouse, albeit he was bot pure
For entire poem click here: http://www2.arts.gla.ac.uk/STELLA/STARN/poetry/HENRYSON/fables/jasp.htm#Title
4/18/12
The Annunciation by Robert Henryson
That princes pure without you peir
Full pleasandly applied is,
And blith with barne abidis
For entire poem click here: http://www.lib.rochester.edu/camelot/teams/shorfram.htm
4/17/12
The Lady of Shalott by Alfred Lord Tennyson
On either side of the river lie
Long fields of barley and of rye,
That clothe the wold and meet the sky;
And through the field the road runs by
For entire poem click here: http://www.victorianweb.org/authors/tennyson/los1.html
4/16/12
Mariana in the South by Alfred Lord Tennyson
Nor bird would sing nor lamb would bleat,
Nor any cloud would cross the vault,
But day increased from heat to heat
For entire poem click here: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/174633
4/15/12
Blow, Bugle, Blow by Alfred Lord Tennyson
The long light shakes across the lakes
For entire poem click here: http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/break-break-break-2/
4/14/12
Break, break, break by Alfred Lord Tennyson
Break, break, break
For entire poem click here: http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/break-break-break-2/
4/13/12
Sea Grapes by Derek Walcott
That sail that leans on light
For entire poem click here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uxdjlqiz4q4
or http://www.nobelprize.org/nobel_prizes/literature/laureates/1992/walcott-poetry-seagrapes.html
or http://www.classicalconnect.com/music/5687
4/12/12
Anna Awakening by Derek Walcott
When the oil green water glows but doesn't catch,
only its burnish, something wakes me early,
draws me out breezily to the pebbly shelf,
of shallows where the water chuckles
and the ribbed boats sleep like children (page 54)
For entire poem click here: http://books.google.com/books?id=IADdVOXpMocC&pg=PA69&lpg=PA69&dq=derek+walcott+sea+grapes+poem&source=bl&ots=DG7KuqTS9d&sig=c4C18JcIG5V83YUiSqSzzlwwovk&hl=en&sa=X&ei=OuCOT4mqLarh0QH7q4TKDw&ved=0CCoQ6AEwAjgU#v=onepage&q=derek%20walcott%20sea%20grapes%20poem&f=false
http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?url=search-alias%3Dstripbooks&field-keywords=derek+walcott+poems&rh=n%3A283155%2Ck%3Aderek+walcott+poems
4/11/12
Love after Love by Derek Walcott
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
For entire poem click here: http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-after-love/
4/10/12
After the Storm by Derek Walcott
I try to forget what happiness was,
and when that don't work, I study the stars
For entire poem click here: http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/after-the-storm/
4/9/12
Codicil by Derek Walcott
I trudge this sickle, moonlit beach for miles
For entire poem click here: http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/codicil/
4/8/12
A Better Resurrection by Christina Rossetti
Yet rise it shall - the sap of Spring
For entire poem click here: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/174257
4/7/12
God's Grandeur by Gerard Manley Hopkins
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod,
For entire poem click here: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15880
4/6/12
April by John Greenleaf Whittier
Unkissed of the sunshine, unbaptized of showers
With buds scarcely swelled, which should burst into flowers
For entire poem click here: http://www.readbookonline.net/readOnLine/7896/
4/5/12
Apple-Blossoms by Horatio Alger
I sit in the shadow of apple-boughs,
For entire poem click here: http://www.readbookonline.net/readOnLine/5833/
4/4/12
We Wear the Mask by Paul Laurence Dunbar
We wear the mask that grins and lies,For entire poem click here: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15888
4/3/12
Song of Myself by Walt Whitman
The spotted hawk swoops buy and accuses me, he complains of my gab
and my loitering
I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable
I sound by barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world
For entire poem click here: go to Book III http://books.google.com/books?id=QdSm58OOjGUC&printsec=frontcover&dq=subject:%22American+poetry%22&hl=en&sa=X&ei=4-uAT_-pKqHu0gHsmM3dBw&ved=0CD8Q6AEwAg#v=onepage&q=subject%3A%22American%20poetry%22&f=false
4/2/12
The Circus Animals' Dissertation by W.B. Yeats
What can I but enumerate old themes.
First that sea-rider Oisen led by the nose
Through three enchanted islands, allegorical dreams
Vain gaiety, vain battle, vain repose
For entire poem click here: http://ireland.wlu.edu/landscape/Group5/poem.htm
4/1/12
Sonnet 98 by William Shakespeare
From you I have been absent in the spring
When proud-pied April dress'd in all his trim
Hath put a spirit of youth in everything,
For entire poem click here: http://www.shakespeare-online.com/sonnets/98.html
3/31/12
The Sniffle by Ogden Nash
Some girls with a sniffle
Would be weepy and tiffle
For entire poem click here: http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-sniffle/
3/30/12
The Fly by Ogden Nash
God in His wisdom made the fly
And then forgot to tell us why.
That is the entire poem.
3/29/12
Celery by Ogden Nash
Celery, raw
Develops the jaw
But celery, stewed
Is more quietly chewed.
That is the entire poem.
3/28/12
The Eel by Ogden Nash
I don't mind eels
Except as meals
And the way they feels.
This is the entire poem.
3/27/12
The germ by Ogden Nash
A mighty creature is a germ
For entire poem click here: http://www.ogdennash.org/poems/the_germ.htm
3/26/12
The Tale of Custard the Dragon by Ogden Nash
With a clatter and a clank and a jangling squirm
He went at the pirate like a robin at a worm
For entire poem click here: http://www.westegg.com/nash/custard-dragon.html
3/25/12
Poeta Fit, Non Nascitur by Carroll Lewis
And learn to look at all things
With a sort of mental squint.
For entire poem click here: http://www.shadowpoetry.com/resources/famous/carroll/4.html
3/24/12
The Three Voices by Carroll Lewis
Tears kindle not the doubtful spark.
For entire poem click here: http://www.online-literature.com/carroll/2819/
3/23/12
Jabberwocky by Carroll Lewis
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
For entire poem click here: http://www.everypoet.com/archive/poetry/Lewis_Carroll/lewis_carroll_jabberwocky.htm
3/22/12
The Walrus and the Carpenter by Carroll Lewis
No birds were flying overhead.
There were no birds to fly.
For entire poem click here: http://www.everypoet.com/archive/poetry/Lewis_Carroll/lewis_carroll_the_walrus_and_the_carpenter.htm
3/21/12
If I should have a daughter by Sarah Kay
She's gonna call me point B
For entire poem click here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8sSfbQk7DxE&feature=related
http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?url=search-alias%3Dstripbooks&field-keywords=sara+kay+poems&rh=n%3A283155%2Ck%3Asara+kay+poems&ajr=0
3/20/12
Children's Song by R.S. Thomas
We live in a world of our own.
A world that is too small
For entire poem click here: http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/r__s__thomas/poems/11296
3/19/12
The Cow by Robert Louis Stevenson
The friendly cow, all red and white
For entire poem click here: http://www.storyit.com/Classics/JustPoems/cow.htm
3/18/12
The Alphabet by Edward Lear
A was once an apple pie
For entire poem click here: http://www.storyit.com/Classics/JustPoems/alphabet.htm
3/17/12
A Flea by Anonymous
A flea and a fly in a flue
For entire poem click here: http://volweb.utk.edu/school/bedford/harrisms/limerick.htm
3/16/12
Oh the Places You'll Go by Dr. Suess
Your on your own. And you know what you know.
For entire poem click here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yoyV808d5NQ&feature=related
http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?url=search-alias%3Dstripbooks&field-keywords=dr+suess+poems
3/15/12
Green Eggs and Ham by Dr. Suess
I do not like that Sam I Am
For entire poem click here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nUA-fyLcsI0&feature=related
3/14/12
The Lorax by Dr. Suess
They say I'm old fashion and live in the past
But sometimes I think progress progresses too fast
For entire poem click here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=soRbNlPbHEo&feature=related
or
(part1 and part 2) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i5jnJdnQPr8
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lzYRkGIQpOs&feature=channel
3/13/12
Fox in Sox by Dr. Suess (1904 - 1991)
Here's an easy game to play
Here's an easy thing to say
For entire poem click here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Mv0URXbDClE&feature=related
orhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DQnMd0eQvHg&feature=related
3/12/12
Seeing things by Eugene Field
Sometimes they're in the corner, sometimes they're by the door
Sometimes they're all a-standin' in the middle uv the floor;
Fer entire poem click here: http://www.poetry-archive.com/f/seein_things.html
3/11/12
Pittypat and Tippytoe by Eugene Field
How they riot at their play
And a dozen times a day
For entire poem click here: http://www3.amherst.edu/~rjyanco94/literature/eugenefield/poems/poemsofchildhood/pittypatandtippytoe.html
3/10/12
The Sugar Plum Tree by Eugene Field
There are marshmallows, gumdrops, and pepppermint canes,
For entire poem click here: http://www3.amherst.edu/~rjyanco94/literature/eugenefield/poems/poemsofchildhood/thesugarplumtree.html
3/9/12
Ballad of the Jelly-Cake by Eugene Field (1850 - 1896)
A little boy whose name was Tim
Once ate some jelly-cake for tea---
For entire poem click here: http://www3.amherst.edu/~rjyanco94/literature/eugenefield/poems/poemsofchildhood/balladofthejellycake.html
3/8/12
If you were only one inch tall by Shel Silverstein
You'd surf across the kitchen sink on a stick of gum
For entire poem click here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o8H5nbcY2I4&feature=related
3/7/12
Smart by Shel Silverstein
My dad gave me a one dollar bill
For entire poem click here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g8QpsV7BThc&feature=related
3/6/12
Ickle Me, Pickle Me, Tickle Me Too by Shel Silverstein
Ickle
Me...
For entire poem click here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CNiaYHZme_U
3/5/12
Sick by Shel Silverstein (1930 - -1999)
My back is wrenched, my ankle's sprained, My 'pendix pains each time it rains. My nose is cold, my toes are numb. I have a sliver in my thumb.
For entire poem click here: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/16480
http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss_2?url=search-alias%3Dstripbooks&field-keywords=shel+silverstein+poems&rh=n%3A283155%2Ck%3Ashel+silverstein+poems
3/4/12
I want it now by Roald Dahl
Gooses, geeses
I want my geese to lay gold eggs for easter
At least a hundred a day
And by the way
For the entire poem click here: http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-want-it-now/
3/3/12
Crocadile by Roald Dahl
No animal is half as vile
As Crocky–Wock, the crocodile.
For entire poem click here: http://www.roalddahlfans.com/books/dirtcroc.php
3/2/12
Little Red Riding Hood and the Wolf by Roald Dahl
He even brushed and curled his hair,
Then sat himself in Grandma's chair.
For entire poem click here: http://allpoetry.com/poem/8503195-Little_Red_Riding_Hood_and_the_Wolf-by-Roald_Dahl
3/1/12
Television by Roald Dahl (1919 - 1990)
THEY ... USED ... TO ... READ! They'd READ and READ,
AND READ and READ, and then proceed
For entire poem click here: http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/television/
2/29/12
Post Annos by James Branch Cabell
And we ride homeward now, and I Ride moodily: my palfrey jogs Along a rock-strewn way the moon 35Lights up for us; yonder the bogs Are curdled with thin ice; the trees Are naked; from the barren wold The wind comes like a blade aslant Across a world grown very old. 40
For entire poem click here: http://www.bartleby.com/300/507.html
2/28/12
Purple by Margaret Steele Anderson
A pigeon walking dainty in the street;
For entire poem click here: http://www.bartleby.com/300/2161.html
2/27/12
Nature(unnamed) by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886)
Dear March, come in!
For entire poem click here: http://www.bartleby.com/113/2087.html
Nature(unnamed) by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886)
Dear March, come in!
For entire poem click here: http://www.bartleby.com/113/2087.html
2/26/12
Speak! by William Wordsworth (1770 - 1850)
Why art thou silent: Is thy love a plant
For entire poem click here: http://www.bartleby.com/101/541.html
Speak! by William Wordsworth (1770 - 1850)
Why art thou silent: Is thy love a plant
For entire poem click here: http://www.bartleby.com/101/541.html
2/25/12
A Musical Instrument by Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806 - 1861)
What was he doing, the great god Pan,
For entire poem click here: http://www.bartleby.com/291/109.html
A Musical Instrument by Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806 - 1861)
What was he doing, the great god Pan,
For entire poem click here: http://www.bartleby.com/291/109.html
2/24/12
Melody in a Restaurant by Conrad Aiken (1889 - 1973)
So says the tune to him - but what to me?
What are the worlds I see?
For entire poem click here: http://www.bartleby.com/300/1634.html
Melody in a Restaurant by Conrad Aiken (1889 - 1973)
So says the tune to him - but what to me?
What are the worlds I see?
For entire poem click here: http://www.bartleby.com/300/1634.html
2/23/12
Her Reply by Sir Walter Raleigh (1564 - 1593)
If all the world and love were young
And truth in every shepherd's tongue
For entire poem click here: http://www.bartleby.com/101/122.html
Her Reply by Sir Walter Raleigh (1564 - 1593)
If all the world and love were young
And truth in every shepherd's tongue
For entire poem click here: http://www.bartleby.com/101/122.html
2/22/12
He Fumbles at your Spirit by Emily Dickinson ( 1830 - 1886)
As players at the keys...
For entire poem click here: http://mith.umd.edu//WomensStudies/ReadingRoom/Poetry/Dickinson/
2/21/12
Written with a slate pencil... by William Wordsworth (1770 - 1850)
Stay, bold Adventurer; rest awhile thy limbs..
For entire poem click here: http://www.bartleby.com/145/ww395.html
2/20/12
Ars Poetica by Archibald Macleish (1892 - 1982)
A poem should be motionless in time
As the moon climbs
For entire poem click here: http://transcriptions.english.ucsb.edu/archive/courses/liu/english25/materials/macleish.html
Ars Poetica by Archibald Macleish (1892 - 1982)
A poem should be motionless in time
As the moon climbs
For entire poem click here: http://transcriptions.english.ucsb.edu/archive/courses/liu/english25/materials/macleish.html
2/19/12
The Fish by Marianne Moore(1887 - 1972)
sun,split like spun glass, move themselves with spotlight swift- 15 ness into the crevices— in and out, illuminating
For entire poem click here: http://www.bartleby.com/152/62.html
The Fish by Marianne Moore(1887 - 1972)
sun,split like spun glass, move themselves with spotlight swift- 15 ness into the crevices— in and out, illuminating
For entire poem click here: http://www.bartleby.com/152/62.html
2/18/12
Fairy Land ii by William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616)
Weaving spiders, come not here; Hence, you long-legg'd spinners, hence! Beetles black, approach not near; Worm nor snail, do no offence.
For entire poem click here: http://www.bartleby.com/101/128.html
Fairy Land ii by William Shakespeare (1564 - 1616)
Weaving spiders, come not here; Hence, you long-legg'd spinners, hence! Beetles black, approach not near; Worm nor snail, do no offence.
For entire poem click here: http://www.bartleby.com/101/128.html
2/17/12
Turn Me to my Yellow Leaf by William Stanley Braithwaite (1878 - 1962)
Let me dream my dream entire,Withered as an autumn leaf—Let me have my vain desire, 15Vain—as it is brief.
For entire poem click here: http://www.bartleby.com/269/33.html
Turn Me to my Yellow Leaf by William Stanley Braithwaite (1878 - 1962)
Let me dream my dream entire,Withered as an autumn leaf—Let me have my vain desire, 15Vain—as it is brief.
For entire poem click here: http://www.bartleby.com/269/33.html
2/16/12
America the Beautiful by Katherine Lee Bates (1859 - 1929)
O beautiful for patriot dream 25 That sees beyond the years Thine alabaster cities gleam Undimmed by human tears! America! America!
For entire poem click here: http://www.bartleby.com/272/2.html
America the Beautiful by Katherine Lee Bates (1859 - 1929)
O beautiful for patriot dream 25 That sees beyond the years Thine alabaster cities gleam Undimmed by human tears! America! America!
For entire poem click here: http://www.bartleby.com/272/2.html
2/15/12
Blue by D.H. Lawrence (1885 - 1930)
Runs like a fretted arc-lamp into light, Stirred by conflict to shining, which else 30 Were dark and whole with the night.
For entire poem click here: http://www.bartleby.com/127/53.html
Blue by D.H. Lawrence (1885 - 1930)
Runs like a fretted arc-lamp into light, Stirred by conflict to shining, which else 30 Were dark and whole with the night.
For entire poem click here: http://www.bartleby.com/127/53.html
2/14/12
Sonnett XVII by Pablo Neruda (1904 - 1973)
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where
For entire poem click here: http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/xvii-i-do-not-love-you/
Sonnett XVII by Pablo Neruda (1904 - 1973)
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where
For entire poem click here: http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/xvii-i-do-not-love-you/
2/13/12
Apology by Amy Lowell (1874 - 1928)
Each plodding wayfarer looks up to gaze, Blinded by rainbow haze, The stuff of happiness, No less, 10 Which wraps me in its glad-hued folds Of peacock golds.
For the entire poem click here: http://www.bartleby.com/292/24.html
2/12/12
Going for Water by Robert Frost (1874 - 1963)
We ran as if to meet the moon That slowly dawned behind the trees, 10The barren boughs without the leaves, Without the birds, without the breeze.
For the entire poem click here: http://www.bartleby.com/265/126.html
Going for Water by Robert Frost (1874 - 1963)
We ran as if to meet the moon That slowly dawned behind the trees, 10The barren boughs without the leaves, Without the birds, without the breeze.
For the entire poem click here: http://www.bartleby.com/265/126.html
2/11/12
Gloucester Moors by William Vaughn Moody (1869 - 1910)
Over the shelf of the sandy cove Beach-peas blossom late. 20By copse and cliff the swallows rove Each calling to his mate. Seaward the sea-gulls go, And the land-birds all are here; That green-gold flash was a vireo, 25And yonder flame where the marsh-flags grow Was a scarlet tanager.
For the entire poem click here: http://www.bartleby.com/102/251.html
Gloucester Moors by William Vaughn Moody (1869 - 1910)
Over the shelf of the sandy cove Beach-peas blossom late. 20By copse and cliff the swallows rove Each calling to his mate. Seaward the sea-gulls go, And the land-birds all are here; That green-gold flash was a vireo, 25And yonder flame where the marsh-flags grow Was a scarlet tanager.
For the entire poem click here: http://www.bartleby.com/102/251.html
2/10/12
Cleopatra by William Story (1819 - 1895)
There, drowsing in golden sunlight, 25 Loiters the slow, smooth Nile, Through slender papyri, that cover The wary crocodile. The lotus lolls on the water, And opens its heart of gold, 30And over its broad leaf-pavement Never a ripple is rolled. The twilight breeze is too lazy Those feathery palms to wave, And yon little cloud is as motionless 35 As a stone above a grave.
For the entire poem click here: http://www.bartleby.com/102/119.html
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