California City Landscape by Carl Sandburg On a mountain-side the real estate agents Put up signs marking the city lots to be sold there. A man whose father and mother were Irish Ran a goat farm half-way down the mountain; He drove a covered wagon years ago, Understood how to handle a rifle, Shot grouse,…
Poems in History
X. Emily Dickinson
X. I died for beauty, but was scarce Adjusted in the tomb, When one who died for truth was lain In an adjoining room. He questioned softly why I failed? “For beauty,” I replied. “And I for truth, ? the two are one; We brethren are,” he said. And so, as kinsmen met a night,…
Mending Wall By Robert Frost
Mending Wall By Robert Frost Something there is that doesn’t love a wall, That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it, And spills the upper boulders in the sun; And makes gaps even two can pass abreast. The work of hunters is another thing: I have come after them and made repair Where they have left not…
To wish Myself Courage by William Carlos Williams
William Carlos Williams (1883?1963) To wish Myself Courage On the day when youth is no more upon me I will write of the leaves and the moon in a tree top! I will sing then the song, long in the making? When the stress of youth is put away from me. How can I ever…
Remembered Village by Lydia LeRoy-Williams
Remembered Village My cob webbed mind gave way to us again, me, bathing in a Parisian pool while you glance at me over your Rumi, sipping wine and speaking lyrically of beaming light, moons, and happy memories. Awakening to sunlight, laughing, weightless across our room. Exploring cobblestone byways, old bakeries in full swing, the sweet…
Gunga Din by Rudyard Kipling
Rudyard Kipling (1865-1936) Gunga Din You may talk o’ gin and beer When you’re quartered safe out ‘ere, An’ you’re sent to penny-fights an’ Aldershot it; But when it comes to slaughter You will do your work on water, An’ you’ll lick the bloomin’ boots of ‘im that’s got it. Now in Injia’s sunny clime,…
A Dream Within A Dream by Edgar Allan Poe
A Dream Within A Dream by Edgar Allan Poe Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow- You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision,…
She Is Overheard Singing by Edna St. Vicent Millay
She Is Overheard Singing Oh, Prue she has a patient man, And Joan a gentle lover, And Agatha’s Arth’ is a hug-the-hearth,? But my true love’s a rover! Mig, her man’s as good as cheese And honest as a briar, Sue tells her love what he’s thinking of,? But my dear lad’s a liar! Oh,…
Winter In The Boulevard by D.H. Lawrence
D.H. Lawrence (1885-1930) was an influential English writer, poet, and essayist. Born in Eastwood, Nottinghamshire,
A VALENTINE by Lewis Carroll
A VALENTINE by Lewis Carroll And cannot pleasures, while they last, Be actual unless, when past, They leave us shuddering and aghast, With anguish smarting? And cannot friends be firm and fast, And yet bear parting? And must I then, at Friendship?s call, Calmly resign the little all (Trifling, I grant, it is and small)…