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Take the I Out by Sharon Olds
But I love the I, steel I-beam
Taken Up by Charles Martin
Tired of earth, they dwindled on their hill
Tales from Gizzard's Grill [excerpt] by Jeanne Steig
My feet's a revelation,
Talking About New Orleans by Jayne Cortez
Talking about New Orleans
Talking to Patrizia by Kenneth Koch
Patrizia doesn't want to
Tar by C. K. Williams
The first morning of Three Mile Island: those first disquieting, uncertain,
Te Deum by Charles Reznikoff
Not because of victories
Teaching the Ape to Write Poems by James Tate
They didn't have much trouble
Tear It Down by Jack Gilbert
We find out the heart only by dismantling what
Tears in Sleep by Louise Bogan
All night the cocks crew, under a moon like day,
Tears, Idle Tears by Lord Alfred Tennyson
Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean
Teenage Caveman
Or, A B-Class Movie Containing History by Jerome Sala
The old law has served us well for a long time
Tell Me a Story by Robert Penn Warren
Long ago, in Kentucky, I, a boy, stood
Telling the Bees by Deborah Digges
It fell to me to tell the bees
Tenantry by George Scarbrough
Always in transit
Tenderness by Erica Funkhouser
Last night the animals
Teodoro Luna's Two Kisses by Alberto Ríos
Mr. Teodoro Luna in his later years had taken to kissing
Terezin by Taije Silverman
We rode the bus out, past fields of sunflowers
Terzanelle: Manzanar Riot by Claire Kageyama-Ramakrishnan
This is a poem with missing details
Testament by Carl Sandburg
I give the undertakers permission to haul my body
Thanks by W. S. Merwin
Listen
Thanksgiving by Edgar Guest
Gettin' together to smile an' rejoice
Thanksgiving Letter from Harry by Carl Dennis
I guess I have to begin by admitting
That Been to Me My Lives Light and Saviour by Susan Wheeler
Purse be full again, or else must I die
That Evening at Dinner by David Ferry
By the last few times we saw her it was clear
That Everything's Inevitable by Katy Lederer
That everything's inevitable
That Sure is My Little Dog by Eleanor Lerman
Yes, indeed, that is my house that I am carrying around
That the Soul May Wax Plump by May Swenson
My dumpy little mother on the undertaker's slab
That time of year thou mayst in me behold (Sonnet 73) by William Shakespeare
That time of year thou mayst in me behold
That Woman by Sarah Getty
Look! A flash of orange along the river's edge--
The Abduction by Stanley Kunitz
Some things I do not profess
The Afternoon Sun by C. P. Cavafy
This room, how well I know it
The Alien by Greg Delanty
I'm back again scrutinizing the Milky Way
The Allure of Forms by Coral Bracho
Blissful dance. Scream
The Anactoria Poem by Sappho
Some say thronging cavalry, some say foot soldiers,
The Anactoria Poem by Sappho
Some there are who say that the fairest thing seen
The Anniversary by John Donne
All kings, and all their favourites
The Anniversary by Elaine Terranova
That night
The Anti-Suffragists by Charlotte Perkins Gilman
Fashionable women in luxurious homes
The Apparent by Linda Gregg
When I say transparency, I don't mean seeing through
The Apparition by John Donne
When by thy scorn, O murd'ress, I am dead
The Argument of His Book by Robert Herrick
I sing of brooks, of blossoms, birds, and bowers,
The Ark Upon His Shoulders by Forrest Gander
My husband did all this. We used to live
The Armadillo by Elizabeth Bishop
This is the time of year
The Army of Truth by Henrik Wergeland
Words? Those sounds the world despises.
The Assignation by Ciaran Carson
I think I must have told him my name was Juliette
The Aura of the Blue Flower That is a Goddess by Ray A. Young Bear
Immediately after the two brothers entered
The Author to Her Book by Anne Bradstreet
Thou ill-formed offspring of my feeble brain,
The Baby by Kate Northrop
The shadows of the couple
The Baite by John Donne
Come live with mee, and bee my love,
The Ballad of Reading Gaol by Oscar Wilde
He did not wear his scarlet coat
The Bargain by Cyrus Cassells
In the transatlantic fury
The Barrier by Claude McKay
I must not gaze at them although
The Basic Con by Lew Welch
Those who can't find anything to live for
The Battle Hymn of the Republic by Julia Ward Howe
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord
The Bean Eaters by Gwendolyn Brooks
They eat beans mostly, this old yellow pair.
The Bear by Galway Kinnell
In late winter
The Bear at the Dump by William Matthews
Amidst the too much that we buy and throw
The Bearhug by Nick Laird
The Beef Epitaph by Michael Benedikt
This is what it was: Sometime in the recent but until now unrecorded
The Bells by Edgar Allan Poe
Hear the sledges with the bells--
The Bistro Styx by Rita Dove
She was thinner, with a mannered gauntness
The Black Bass by David Dodd Lee
My hand became my father's hand
The Black Bite by Becky Gould Gibson
Take your salves    candles
The Black Riviera by Mark Jarman
There they are again. It's after dark.
The Blade of Nostalgia by Chase Twichell
When fed into the crude, imaginary
The Blue Anchor by Jane Cooper
The future weighs down on me
The Blue Cup by Minnie Bruce Pratt
Through binoculars the spiral nebula was
The Blue Stairs by Barbara Guest
There is no fear
The Blue Terrance by Terrance Hayes
If you subtract the minor losses
The Bluefish by Isaac McLellan
It is a brave, a royal sport
The Body Is the Victory and the Defeat of Dreams by Katerina Anghelaki-Rooke
The body is the Victory of dreams
The Book of the Dead Man (Fungi) by Marvin Bell
The dead man has changed his mind about moss and mold
The Book of the Dead Man (Nothing) by Marvin Bell
The dead man knows nothing
The Book of the Dead Man (The Foundry) by Marvin Bell
The dead man hath founded the dead man's foundry
The Book of the Dead Man (Your Hands) by Marvin Bell
Mornings, he keeps out the world awhile, the dead man
The Branches by Jean Valentine
The branches looked first like tepees
The Bride of Corinth [From my grave to wander] by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
From my grave to wander I am forc'd
The Bridge, Palm Sunday, 1973 by Alfred Corn
The bridge was a huge sentence diagram
The Broken Sandal by Denise Levertov
Dreamed the thong of my sandal broke
The Burial by Lynn Emanuel
After I've goosed up the fire in the stove with Starter Logg
The Buried Life by Matthew Arnold
The Buried Life
The Cabbage by Ruth Stone
You have rented an apartment.
the Cambridge ladies who live in furnished souls by E. E. Cummings
the Cambridge ladies who live in furnished souls
The Case for Memory by Jerome Rothenberg
I was amok & fearless
The Castaway by William Cowper
Obscurest night involved the sky
The Caterpillar by Robert Graves
Under this loop of honeysuckle
The Celestial Surgeon by Robert Louis Stevenson
If I have faltered more or less
The Center of Attention by Daniel Hoffman
As grit swirls in the wind the word spreads.
The Chair She Sits In by Alberto Ríos
I've heard this thing where, when someone dies
The Chambered Nautilus by Oliver Wendell Holmes
This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign
The Changeling by Cynthia Hogue
Loftur. His name means air,
The Changing Light by Lawrence Ferlinghetti
The changing light at San Francisco
The Charge of the Light Brigade by Lord Alfred Tennyson
Half a league, half a league
The Children's Hour by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Between the dark and the daylight,
The Chimney-Sweeper by William Blake
When my mother died I was very young,
The Cities Inside Us by Alberto Ríos
We live in secret cities
The City by C. P. Cavafy
The City Limits by A. R. Ammons
When you consider the radiance, that it does not withhold
The City of God by David Baker
Now we knelt beside
The City's Love by Claude McKay
For one brief golden moment rare like wine
The Clearing of the Land: An Epitaph by Larry Levis
The trees went up the hill
The Cleaving by Li-Young Lee
He gossips like my grandmother, this man
The Clerk's Tale by Spencer Reece
I am thirty-three and working in an expensive clothier,
The Collar by George Herbert
I struck the board, and cry'd, No more,
The Coming of Light by Mark Strand
Even this late it happens:
The Concrete River by Luis J. Rodríguez
We sink into the dust,
The Congressional Library [excerpt] by Amy Lowell
Where else in all America are we so symbolized
The Conjugation of the Paramecium by Muriel Rukeyser
This has nothing
The Conundrum of the Workshops by Rudyard Kipling
When the flush of a newborn sun fell first on Eden's green and gold
The Convergence of the Twain by Thomas Hardy
In a solitude of the sea
The Coronary Garden, section 6 by Ann Townsend
Despair needles you with its whisper
The Correction by Frannie Lindsay
When I got it wrong at school—missed
The Cossacks by Linda Pastan
For Jews, the Cossacks are always coming.
The Courtship of the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bo by Edward Lear
On the Coast of Coromandel
The Cows At Night by Hayden Carruth
The moon was like a full cup tonight
The Creation by James Weldon Johnson
And God stepped out on space,
The Creation of the Moon by Anonymous
The man cut his throat and left his head there.
The Cremation of Sam McGee by Robert W. Service
There are strange things done in the midnight sun
The Crocodile by Lewis Carroll
How doth the little crocodile
The Cross of Snow by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
In the long, sleepless watches of the night
The Cruel Mother by Anonymous
There was a lady dwelt in York
The Culture of Glass by Thylias Moss
Thanksgiving 2004: I’m thankful for
The Czar's Last Christmas Letter: A Barn in the Urals by Norman Dubie
You were never told, Mother, how old Illya was drunk
The Daffodils by William Wordsworth
I wandered lonely as a cloud
The Dancing by Gerald Stern
In all these rotten shops, in all this broken furniture
The Darkling Thrush by Thomas Hardy
I leant upon a coppice gate
The Day Duke Raised: May 24th, 1974 by Quincy Troupe
that day began with a shower
The Day Is Done by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The day is done, and the darkness
The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone by John Keats
The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone
The Day Lady Died by Frank O'Hara
It is 12:20 in New York a Friday
The Daze by Mary Ruefle
It was one of those mornings the earth seemed
The Dead by Joan Aleshire
In poems I read, "the dead" always appear
The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner by Randall Jarrell
From my mother's sleep I fell into the State
The Death of the Hired Man by Robert Frost
Mary sat musing on the lamp-flame at the table
The Debt by Paul Laurence Dunbar
This is the debt I pay
The Definition of Love by Andrew Marvell
My Love is of a birth as rare
The Descent by William Carlos Williams
The descent beckons
The Difference Between Pepsi and Coke by David Lehman
Can't swim; uses credit cards and pills to combat
The Dirt Eaters by Virgil Suárez
Whenever we grew tired and bored of curb ball
The Discipline of Craft, Easter Morning by Judith Harris
No use going hunting for angels
The Distant Moon by Rafael Campo
Admitted to the hospital again.
The Divine Image by William Blake
To Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love,
The Dover Bitch by Anthony Hecht
So there stood Matthew Arnold and this girl
The Dream of the Just by Dana Gelinas
Next to the fourteen excellent reasons
The Driver of the Car Is Unconscious by Timothy Donnelly
Driver, please. Let's slow things down. I can't endure
The Drowned Girl by Eve Alexandra
This is a quiet grave
The Drum Room by Fred Marchant
The door you come through slams shut before the door you go to opens
The Drunken Fisherman by Robert Lowell
Wallowing in this bloody sty,
The Dry Spell by Kevin Young
Waking early
The Dumb Soldier by Robert Louis Stevenson
When the grass was closely mown,
The Dusk of Horses by James Dickey
Right under their noses, the green
The Eagle by Lord Alfred Tennyson
He clasps the crag with crooked hands
The Earth Opens and Welcomes You by Abdellatif Laâbi
The earth opens
The Edge of the World [excerpt] by Adonis
I release the earth and I imprison the skies
The Elephant is Slow to Mate by D.H. Lawrence
The elephant, the huge old beast,
The Embrace by Mark Doty
You weren't well or really ill yet either;
The Emergence of Memory, 1 by Laynie Browne
His unset eyes — containing water
The Emperor of Ice-Cream by Wallace Stevens
Call the roller of big cigars,
The Empty Quarter by John Canaday
In early spring, here in the Rub 'al Khali,
The Escape by Mark Halperin
Amused when she asks, is your wife Jewish? and,
The Eternal City by Jim Simmerman
Sometimes I picture your face on money
The European Shoe by Michael Benedikt
The European Shoe is covered with grass and reed, bound up and wound
The Eve of St. Agnes, XXIII, [Out went the taper as she hurried in] by John Keats
Out went the taper as she hurried in
The expense of spirit in a waste of shame (Sonnet 129) by William Shakespeare
The expense of spirit in a waste of shame
The Eye Like a Strange Balloon Mounts Toward Infinity by Mary Jo Bang
The Face of All the World (Sonnet 7) by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
The face of all the world is changed, I think
The Fall of Rome by W. H. Auden
The piers are pummelled by the waves;
The Falling Star by Sara Teasdale
I saw a star slide down the sky
The Family Group by Madeline DeFrees
That Sunday at the zoo I understood the child I
The Family Photograph by Vona Groarke
In the window of the drawing-room
The Father of the Predicaments by Heather McHugh
He came at night to each of us asleep
The Feast by David Baker
The moon tonight is
The Feast of Lights by Emma Lazarus
Kindle the taper like the steadfast star
The Fifth Dream: Bullets and Deserts and Borders by Benjamin Alire Saenz
A man is walking toward me
The Fire Stays in Red by Ronny Someck
End of December and the green of King Saul Avenue
The First Marriage by Peter Meinke
imagine the very first marriage a girl
The First Night by Billy Collins
Before I opened you, Jiménez
The First Place (somewhere outside Eden) by Kurt S. Olsson
Listen. It was wrong from the beginning.
The First Snowfall by James Russell Lowell
The snow had begun in the gloaming,
The First Winter Snow by Richard Brautigan
Oh, pretty girl, you have trapped
The Fish by Linda Bierds
Month after dry month, then suddenly
The Fish by Lisa Williams
How they appear: tunneled vision
The Fish by Marianne Moore
wade / through black jade
The Fishermen at Guasti Park by Maurya Simon
In the first days of summer
The Fist by Derek Walcott
The fist clenched round my heart...
The Floating Bridge by David Shumate
Beyond the floating bridge another world awaits. There the master
The Fly by William Blake
Little fly
The force that through the green fuse drives the flower by Dylan Thomas
The force that through the green fuse drives the flower
The Forest by Susan Stewart
You should lie down now and remember the forest,
The Forest of My Hair by James Tolan
I'm 28 years old in the flesh
The Forms of Love by George Oppen
Parked in the fields
The Fountain of Blood by Charles Baudelaire
A fountain's pulsing sobs--like this my blood
The Garden by Andrew Marvell
How vainly men themselves amaze
The Garden Year by Sara Coleridge
January brings the snow
The Ghazal of What Hurt by Peter Cole
Pain froze you, for years—and fear—leaving scars
The Ghost Has No Home by Jeff Clark
This morning in an alleyway I was startled by a face
The Giaour [Unquenched, unquenchable] by George Gordon Byron
Unquenched, unquenchable
The Gift by Sara Teasdale
What can I give you, my lord, my lover
The Gladness of Nature by William Cullen Bryant
Is this a time to be cloudy and sad
The Goat by Aaron Fogel
If you are a goat, do you believe
The God Abandons Antony by C. P. Cavafy
At midnight, when suddenly you hear
The God of Draperies by Alan Michael Parker
When revelation comes, the God of Draperies
The Gods Who Come Among Us in the Guise of Strangers by Paul Mariani
Late nights, with summer moths clinging
The Going by Thomas Hardy
Why did you give no hint that night
The Going by April Bernard
The cloth edge of certainty
The going. The letters. The staying. by Joshua Beckman
The going. The letters. The staying.
The Golden Years by Billy Collins
All I do these drawn-out days
The Good Gray Wolf by Martha Collins
Wanted that red, wanted everything tucked inside
The Good Provider by Sarah Gambito
The best thing of all is to take the enemy's country whole and intact
The Good-Morrow by John Donne
I wonder by my troth, what thou and I
The Goops by Gelett Burgess
The meanest trick I ever knew
the great american yellow poem by Frances Chung
she heard tales about saving grapefruit skins for cooking
The Great Black Heron by Denise Levertov
Since I stroll in the woods more often
The Great Figure by William Carlos Williams
Among the rain
The Great Lover by Rupert Brooke
I have been so great a lover: filled my days
The Great Migration by Minnie Bruce Pratt
The third question in Spanish class is: De donde eres tu?
The Great Wheel by Paul Mariani
In the Tuileries we came upon the Great Wheel
The Green Stamp Book by Susan Wheeler
Child in the thick of yearning. Doll carted and pushed
The Guarded Wound by Adelaide Crapsey
If it
The Guitar by Federico García Lorca
The weeping of the guitar
The Hag by Robert Herrick
The Hag is astride
The Hand by Mary Ruefle
The teacher asks a question
The Hand of Glory: The Nurse's Story by Richard Harris Barham
On the lone bleak moor
The Happiness by Jack Hirschman
There's a happiness, a joy
The Happy Place by Rawdon Tomlinson
With sand-wind flapping
The Harvest Moon by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
It is the Harvest Moon! On gilded vanes
The Haunted Palace by Edgar Allan Poe
In the greenest of our valleys
The Haunting by Alan Shapiro
It may not be the ghostly ballet
The Healing Improvisation of Hair by Jay Wright
If you undo your do you wóuld
The Heart of a Woman by Georgia Douglas Johnson
The heart of a woman goes forth with the dawn
The Heart of the Woman by W. B. Yeats
O what to me the little room
The Helmet by A. F. Moritz
The greatest twentieth-century work of art is not a poem or
The Hermit Goes Up Attic by Maxine Kumin
Up attic, Lucas Harrison, God rest
The Heron by Linda Hogan
I am always watching
The High-Toned Old Christian Woman by Wallace Stevens
Poetry is the supreme fiction, madame.
The Highwayman by Alfred Noyes
The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees,
The Hills of Little Cornwall by Mark Van Doren
The hills of little Cornwall
The History of Silk by Gary Fincke
In seventh grade, when we were alone for
The Hour and What Is Dead by Li-Young Lee
Tonight my brother, in heavy boots, is walking
The House on Moscow Street by Marilyn Nelson
It's the ragged source of memory,
The House on the Hill by Edwin Arlington Robinson
They are all gone away
The Hug by Thom Gunn
It was your birthday, we had drunk and dined
The Hula Hooper’s Taunt by Cathy Park Hong
I’mma a two-ton spiker   hips fast rondeau
The Human Seasons by John Keats
He has his lusty Spring, when fancy clear
The Huron by Ruth Herschberger
I swam the Huron of love, and am not ashamed,
The Hurricane by William Carlos Williams
The tree lay down
The Idea of Ancestry by Etheridge Knight
Taped to the wall of my cell are 47 pictures: 47 black
The Idea of Order at Key West by Wallace Stevens
She sang beyond the genius of the sea.
The Idiot by Charles Reznikoff
With green stagnant eyes
The Illiterate by William Meredith
Touching your goodness, I am like a man
The Immanent God by Cale Young Rice
See your God in the jelly-fish
The Initiate by Charles Simic
St. John of the Cross wore dark glasses
The Inn by Emmanuel Moses
A little wine
The Intruder by David R. Slavitt
He broke in, picking the lock, or having stolen
The Invention of Streetlights by Cole Swensen
noctes illustratas / (the night has houses)
The Jumblies by Edward Lear
They went to sea in a Sieve, they did,
The Junior High School Band Concert by David Wagoner
When our semi-conductor
The Kiss by Stephen Dunn
How many years I must have yearned
The Kiss by Sara Teasdale
Before you kissed me only winds of heaven
The Kite and The Hawk by Lorenzo Thomas
Man is no longer alone in
The Kitten and The Falling Leaves by William Wordsworth
See the kitten on the wall, sporting with the leaves that fall
The Kraken by Lord Alfred Tennyson
Below the thunders of the upper deep
The Kudzu Chronicles - Oxford, Mississippi [excerpt] by Beth Ann Fennelly
Kudzu sallies into the gully
The Lady of Shalott by Lord Alfred Tennyson
On either side the river lie
The Lady That Loved a Swine by Anonymous
There was a lady loved a swine
The Lake Isle of Innisfree by W. B. Yeats
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
The Lamb by William Blake
Little lamb, who made thee?
The Land of Counterpane by Robert Louis Stevenson
When I was sick and lay a-bed
The Land of Nod by Robert Louis Stevenson
From Breakfast on through all the day
The Land of Story-books by Robert Louis Stevenson
At evening when the lamp is lit
The Language of Love by Rodney Jones
It has taken thirty-five years to be this confident
The Last Evening by Steven Kronen
And night and the large wheels turning
The Last Slow Days of Summer by Phillip Lopate
BE YOUR OWN MASTER! says the Vedanta Society sign
The Layers by Stanley Kunitz
I have walked through many lives
The Leaves by Deborah Digges
I can bless a death this human, this leaf
The Leaving by Brigit Pegeen Kelly
My father said I could not do it,
The Legend by Garrett Hongo
In Chicago, it is snowing softly
The Lemon Trees by Eugenio Montale
Hear me a moment. Laureate poets
The Letter by Mary Ruefle
Beloved, men in thick green coats came crunching
The Letter by Amy Lowell
Little cramped words scrawling all over the paper
The Life of Man by Russell Edson
For breakfast a man must break an egg
The light of a candle by Yosa Buson
The light of a candle
The List of Famous Hats by James Tate
Napoleon's hat is an obvious choice I guess to list as a famous
The Little Mute Boy by Federico García Lorca
The little boy was looking for his voice
The Little Sisters of the Sacred Heart by David Kirby
I'm bouncing across the Scottish heath in a rented Morris Minor
The Look by Sara Teasdale
Strephon kissed me in the spring
The Lost Pilot by James Tate
Your face did not rot
The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock by T. S. Eliot
Let us go then, you and I
The Lover by Reetika Vazirani
I took the train from Patiala,
The Lovers of the Poor by Gwendolyn Brooks
arrive. The Ladies from the Ladies' Betterment
The Lower East Side of Manhattan by Victor Hernández Cruz
The Lullaby of History by Kevin Boyle
I put the bookmark in the page after Lincoln’s
The Luxury of Hesitation [excerpt from The Proof from Motion] by Keith Waldrop
things
The Mad Potter by John Hollander
Now at the turn of the year this coil of clay
The Mahogany Tree by William Makepeace Thackeray
Christmas is here
The Maldive Shark by Herman Melville
About the Shark, phlegmatical one
The Man He Killed by Thomas Hardy
"Had he and I but met
The Man Who Never Heard of Frank Sinatra by Aaron Fogel
The man who had never heard of Frank Sinatra: he lived
The Man with Night Sweats by Thom Gunn
I wake up cold, I who
The Man with the Hoe by Edwin Markham
Bowed by the weight of centuries he leans
The map room by Joshua Clover
We moved into a house with 6 rooms: the Bedroom,
The Marshes of Glynn by Sidney Lanier
GLOOMS of the live-oaks, beautiful-braided and woven
The Match by Chad Davidson
The burner and the blackout crave you
The Meaning of Zero: A Love Poem by Amy Uyematsu
A mere eyelid’s distance between you and me
The Mediterranean by Allen Tate
Where we went in the boat was a long bay
The Menders and the Breakers by Lesle Lewis
The rain does not cool and is a sticky one to the present and the place.
The Métier of Blossoming by Denise Levertov
Fully occupied with growing--that's
The Miner's Family by Yosl Grinshpan
Once she was a beauty
The Moose by Elizabeth Bishop
From narrow provinces
The More Loving One by W. H. Auden
Looking up at the stars, I know quite well
The Mother by Gwendolyn Brooks
Abortions will not let you forget.
The Mountain Cemetery by Edgar Bowers
With their harsh leaves old rhododendrons fill
The Movement of a Caravan over the Landscape by Sarah Manguso
That we rode harder into the wind
The Mower at the VA Hospital by John Surowiecki
Our mower is young and broad-shouldered:
The Mower's Song by Andrew Marvell
My mind was once the true survey
The Mutes by Denise Levertov
Those groans men use
The Mystery of Meteors by Eleanor Lerman
I am out before dawn, marching a small dog through a meager park
The Mystic's Christmas by John Greenleaf Whittier
The Myth of Innocence by Louise Glück
One summer she goes into the field as usual
The National Interest by Ted Mathys
We are interested in long criminal histories
The Negro Speaks of Rivers by Langston Hughes
I've known rivers:
The New Colossus by Emma Lazarus
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame
The New Hieroglyphics by Les Murray
In the World language, sometimes called
The New Higher by John Ashbery
You meant more than life to me. I lived through
The New-England Boy's Song About Thanksgiving Day by Lydia Maria Child
Over the river, and through the wood
The Next Table by C. P. Cavafy
He can't be more than twenty-two
The Niagara River by Kay Ryan
As though
The Night Ship by Timothy Donnelly
Roll back the stone from the sepulchre's mouth!
The Not-Yet Child by Joshua Weiner
Why won't you make me now who wants a life
The Nursing Home by E. M. Schorb
There are more women than / men in the nursing home and
The Nymph's Reply to the Shepherd by Sir Walter Ralegh
If all the world and love were young,
The Old Lizard by Federico García Lorca
In the parched path
The Old Year by John Clare
The Old Year's gone away
The One God Is Mysterious by Frank X. Gaspar
The king and his queen are feasting.
The One Secret That Has Carried by Jason Shinder
Irene loves a man / who is afraid of sex--
The Only Work by Glyn Maxwell
When a poet leaves to see to all that matters
The Orange Bears by Kenneth Patchen
The Orange bears with soft friendly eyes
The Orchid Flower by Sam Hamill
Just as I wonder
The Origin by Jane Mead
of what happened is not in language
The Owl and the Pussy-Cat by Edward Lear
The Owl and the Pussy-Cat went to sea
The Oxen by Thomas Hardy
Christmas Eve, and twelve of the clock
The Painted Bed by Donald Hall
Even when I danced erect
The Painting by John Balaban
The stream runs clear to its stones;
The Paper Nautilus by Marianne Moore
For authorities whose hopes
The Parable of the Old Man and the Young by Wilfred Owen
So Abram rose, and clave the wood, and went
The Parakeets by Alberto Blanco
They talk all day
The Part of the Bee's Body Embedded in the Flesh by Carol Frost
The bee-boy, merops apiaster, on sultry thundery days
The Passing of the Year by Robert W. Service
My glass is filled, my pipe is lit
The Passionate Shepherd to His Love by Christopher Marlowe
Come live with me and be my love,
The Past by Barbara Guest
The form of the poem subsided, it enters another poem
The Past by Michael Ryan
It shows up one summer in a greatcoat
The Path by Emily Fragos
There is so little to go on: a pale
The Peace That So Lovingly Descends by Noelle Kocot
"You" have transformed into "my loss"
The Pear by Chad Davidson
It’s the consistency of flesh that drives us
The Philosopher in Florida by C. Dale Young
Midsummer lies on this town
The Philosophy of Pitchforks by Sue Owen
In the dark pit of hell
The Phoenix by Hafiz
My phoenix long ago secured
The Picture of Little T. C. in a Prospect of Flowers by Andrew Marvell
See with what simplicity
The Pied Piper of Hamelin by Robert Browning
Hamelin Town's in Brunswick,
The Plaid Dress by Edna St. Vincent Millay
Strong sun, that bleach
The Player Queen by W. B. Yeats
My mother dandled me and sang
The Pleasures of Fear by Judith Ortiz Cofer
We played a hiding game
The Poem by Daniel Hoffman
Arriving at last
The Poem as Mask by Muriel Rukeyser
When I wrote of the women in their dances and
The Poems I Have Not Written by John Brehm
I’m so wildly unprolific, the poems
The Poet of Bray by John Heath-Stubbs
Back in the dear old thirties' days
The Politics of Narrative: Why I Am A Poet by Lynn Emanuel
Jill's a good kid who's had some tough luck. But that's
The Pomegranate by Eavan Boland
The only legend I have ever loved is
The Portrait by Stanley Kunitz
My mother never forgave my father
The Potato by Joseph Stroud
Three days into the journey
The Present Crisis by James Russell Lowell
Once to every man and nation, comes the moment to decide
The Present Writer by Coner O'Callaghan
answers questions vaguely, as if from distance
The Pressure by Tory Dent
Too many times have I with the sun on my back, flamboyant, heinously direct,
The Primer by Christina Davis
She said, I love you
The Prisoner of Zenda by Richard Wilbur
At the end a
The Problem by Ralph Waldo Emerson
I like a church; I like a cowl;
The Prophet's Song by Daniel Nester
Chunky on the shag rug, I'm looking for my anthem, I'm looking for my head-
The Prose Poem by Campbell McGrath
On the map it is precise and rectilinear as a chessboard, though driving past you would
The Pulley by George Herbert
When God at first made man, 

The Pumpkin by John Greenleaf Whittier
Oh, greenly and fair in the lands of the sun
The Purple Cow by Gelett Burgess
I never saw a Purple Cow,
The Quaker Graveyard in Nantucket by Robert Lowell
A brackish reach of shoal off Madaket--
The Question answerd by William Blake
What is it men in women do require
The Question of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde by Barbara Hurd
A teacher at the chalkboard turns
The Rain Poured Down by Dan Gerber
My mother weeping
The Rape of Proserpina by Ovid
Vigorous Sicily sprawled across the gigantic body
The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
The Reading Club by Patricia Goedicke
Is dead serious about this one, having rehearsed it for two weeks
The Real Enough World by Karen Brennan
After a while I dreamt about
The Red Poppy by Louise Glück
The great thing
The Red Wheelbarrow by William Carlos Williams
so much depends
The Refinery by Robert Pinsky
Thirsty and languorous after their long black sleep
The Remarkable Objectivity of Your Old Friends by Liam Rector
The Republic by Paul Mariani
Midnight. For the past three hours
The Reservation by Adrian C. Louis
How do you
The Reservoir by Marc Woodworth
The smell of the reservoir--
The Responsibility of Love by G. E. Patterson
Where you are now, the only lights are stars
The Retreat by Henry Vaughan
Happy those early days, when I
The Return by Frances Richey
What do you say when you've forgotten
The Riddle of Flat Circles [excerpt] by Aaron Fogel
The Romans got their circling powers
The Rime of the Ancient Mariner by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
It is an ancient mariner
The Ripple Effect by Jamey Dunham
The sleepy shark rolls from bed
The River-Merchant's Wife: A Letter by Ezra Pound
While my hair was still cut straight across my forehead
The Road into Cuyabeno by Michael Dowdy
Texas oilmen named this laceration
The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
The Role of Elegy by Mary Jo Bang
The role of elegy is
The Rosetta Stone for Birdcalls by Peter O'Leary
is the Rosetta Stone for Human Suffering
The Routine Things Around the House by Stephen Dunn
When Mother died
The Ruined Maid by Thomas Hardy
"O 'Melia, my dear, this does everything crown!
The Saddest by Eugen Jebeleanu
The saddest poem
The Sandman by Margaret Thomson Janvier
The rosy clouds float overhead
The Satyr's Heart by Brigit Pegeen Kelly
Now I rest my head on the satyr's carved chest,
The Savior must have been a docile Gentleman (1487) by Emily Dickinson
The Savior must have been
The Sciences Sing a Lullabye by Albert Goldbarth
Physics says: go to sleep. Of course
The Script by Mónica de la Torre
You thought this would be
The Sea is History by Derek Walcott
Where are your monuments, your battles, martyrs?
The Second Coming by W. B. Yeats
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The Secret by Denise Levertov
Two girls discover
The Secret of Light by James Wright
I am sitting contented and alone in a little park near the Palazzo Scaligere...
The Seekers of Lice by Arthur Rimbaud
When the boy's head, full of raw torment
The Separate Rose: I by Pablo Neruda
Today is that day, the day that carried
The Shadows of Words by Edgar Gabriel Silex
I can't imagine a mother
The Shapes of Leaves by Arthur Sze
Ginkgo, cottonwood, pin oak, sweet gum, tulip tree:
The Shark by William Henry Venable
Captured! Along the beach those shouts reveal
The Shark by Lord Alfred Douglas
A treacherous monster is the Shark
The Shark by Isaac McLellan
The seaboy sailing o'er the main
The Shark by Judith Beveridge
We heard the creaking clutch of the crank
The Shark's Parlor by James Dickey
Memory: I can take my head and strike it on a wall on Cumberland Island
The Sharks by Denise Levertov
Well then, the last day the sharks appeared
The Shield of Achilles by W. H. Auden
She looked over his shoulder
The Ship by William Logan
The sunlight burned like wire on the water,
The Shivering Beggar by Robert Graves
Near Clapham village, where fields began
The Shooting of John Dillinger Outside the Biograph Theater, July 22, 1934 by David Wagoner
Chicago ran a fever of a hundred and one that groggy Sunday.
The Shout by Simon Armitage
We went out
The Sick Child by Robert Louis Stevenson
O Mother, lay your hand on my brow!
The Silence by Philip Schultz
You always called late and drunk,
The Silent Singer by Len Roberts
The girls sang better than the boys,
The Sirens by James Russell Lowell
The sea is lonely, the sea is dreary
The sisters of the broken candle by Eric Baus
covered every window in the house with x-rays of my bandaged eye
The Slave Mother by Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
Heard you that shriek? It rose
The Slave's Complaint by George Moses Horton
Am I sadly cast aside,
The Sleep by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Of all the thoughts of God that are
The Sleepers by Walt Whitman
I wander all night in my vision
The Snail by William Cowper
To grass, or leaf, or fruit, or wall
The Snow and the Plum — II by Lu Mei-P'o
The plum without the snow isn't very special
The Snow Man by Wallace Stevens
One must have a mind of winter
The Snow Storm by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Announced by all the trumpets of the sky,
The Snowfall Is So Silent by Miguel de Unamuno
The snowfall is so silent,
The Soldier by David Ferry
Saturday afternoon. The barracks is almost empty.
The Soldier by Rupert Brooke
If I should die, think only this of me:
The Solitary Reaper by William Wordsworth
Behold her, single in the field
The Something by Charles Simic
Here come my night thoughts
The Song in the Dream by Saskia Hamilton
The song itself had hinges. The clasp on the eighteenth-century Bible
The Song of Despair by Pablo Neruda
The memory of you emerges from the night around me
The Song of Hiawatha [excerpt] by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
All day long roved Hiawatha
The Song Of The Chattahoochee by Sidney Lanier
Out of the hills of Habersham
The Song of Wandering Aengus by W. B. Yeats
I went out to the hazel wood
the sonnet-ballad by Gwendolyn Brooks
Oh mother, mother, where is happiness?
The Sorrow of Love by W. B. Yeats
The quarrel of the sparrows in the eaves
The Soul selects her own Society (303) by Emily Dickinson
The Soul selects her own Society—
The Soul unto itself (683) by Emily Dickinson
The Soul unto itself
The Soul's Expression by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
With stammering lips and insufficient sound
The Sound of One Immigrant Clapping by Adrian Castro
Let’s say he actually
The Spacious Firmament on high by Joseph Addison
The Spacious Firmament on high
The Sphinx by Ralph Waldo Emerson
The Sphinx is drowsy,
The Spirit of the Staircase by Lavinia Greenlaw
In our game of flight, half-way down
The Splendor Falls by Lord Alfred Tennyson
The splendor falls on castle walls
The Split Ends of My Beard Have Split Ends by Justin Marks
My natural instincts are hardly ever right
The Stalin Epigram by Osip Mandelstam
Our lives no longer feel ground under them
The Star by Jane Taylor
Twinkle, twinkle, little star
The Star-Spangled Banner by Francis Scott Key
O say, can you see, by the dawn's early light
The Starlings by Jesper Svenbro
Late one afternoon in October
The Steam Engine by Elizabeth Willis
I came back to the meadow an unsuspecting hart
The Steel Rippers by Patricia Carlin
That cheapster chopper
The Stolen Child by W. B. Yeats
Where dips the rocky highland
The Storm by Theodore Roethke
Against the stone breakwater,
The Strange Hours Travelers Keep by August Kleinzahler
The markets never rest
The Subalterns by Thomas Hardy
The Subway Entrance by Minnie Bruce Pratt
He was her guide. He lived in hell. Every day he thought
The Sugar-Plum Tree by Eugene Field
Have you ever heard of the Sugar-Plum Tree
The Suicide by Edna St. Vincent Millay
"Curse thee, Life, I will live with thee no more!
the suicide kid by Charles Bukowski
I went to the worst of bars
The Suitor by Jane Kenyon
We lie back to back. Curtains
The Summer House by Tony Connor
The Danube glitters and toils
The Sun Rising by John Donne
Busy old fool, unruly Sun
The Sun Underfoot Among the Sundews by Amy Clampitt
An ingenuity too astonishing
The Supremes by Mark Jarman
In Ball's Market after surfing till noon,
The Swing by Robert Louis Stevenson
The Talking Back of Miss Valentine Jones: Poem # one by June Jordan
well I wanted to braid my hair
The Tapeworm Foundry [excerpt] by Darren Wershler-Henry
insinuate that much can be learned from the fact that jackson pollock is know to
The Taxi by Amy Lowell
When I go away from you
The Teacher by Hilarie Jones
I was twenty-six the first time I held
The Telephonist by Susan Yuzna
I had my order. Not of the choirs
The Testing-Tree by Stanley Kunitz
On my way home from school
The Thanksgivings by Harriet Maxwell Converse
the theory and practice of postmodernism — a manifesto [excerpt] by David Antin
about two years ago elly and i decided we needed a new mattress
The Thread by Don Paterson
Jamie made his landing in the world
The Thread of Life by Christina Rossetti
The irresponsive silence of the land
The Threat by Denise Duhamel
my mother pushed my sister out of the apartment door with an empty
The Three Times by Alfred Corn
The first will no doubt begin with morning's
The Tide Rises, the Tide Falls by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The tide rises, the tide falls
The times are nightfall, look, their light grows less by Gerard Manley Hopkins
The times are nightfall, look, their light grows less
The Transparent Man by Anthony Hecht
I'm mighty glad to see you, Mrs. Curtis,
The Triumph of Time by Algernon Charles Swinburne
Before our lives divide for ever
The Tropics of New York by Claude McKay
Bananas ripe and green, and ginger root
The Truth About Northern Lights by Christine Hume
I'm not right. I'm interfered with
The Truth the Dead Know by Anne Sexton
Gone, I say and walk from church,
The Two by Philip Levine
When he gets off work at Packard, they meet
The Tyger by William Blake
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
The Unknown Citizen by W. H. Auden
He was found by the Bureau of Statistics to be
The Untold Want by Walt Whitman
The untold want, by life and land ne’er granted
The Uses of Distortion by Caroline Crumpacker
The Uses of Poetry by William Carlos Williams
I've fond anticipation of a day
The Valley of Unrest by Edgar Allan Poe
Once it smiled a silent dell
The Valve by David R. Slavitt
The one-way flow of time we take for granted,
The Vampire by Conrad Aiken
She rose among us where we lay
The Vampire by Rudyard Kipling
A fool there was and he made his prayer
The Vampire by Madison Julius Cawein
A lily in a twilight place
The Vampire Bride [I am come—I am come!] by Henry Thomas Liddell
I am come—I am come! once again from the tomb
The Vampyre by John Stagg
Why looks my lord so deadly pale?
The Violet by Jane Taylor
Down in a green and shady bed
The Visionary by Emily Brontë
Silent is the house: all are laid asleep
The Visit by Jason Shinder
The Visitation by Brigit Pegeen Kelly
God sends his tasks
The Visitor by Jack Prelutsky
it came today to visit
The Voice by Thomas Hardy
Woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me,
The Voice of Robert Desnos by Robert Desnos
So like a flower and a current of air
The Vulnerability of Order by Martine Bellen
Caves, here, contain dead / live
The Walrus and the Carpenter by Lewis Carroll
The sun was shining on the sea,
The Waltz We Were Born For by Walt McDonald
I never knew them all, just hummed
The War Works Hard by Dunya Mikhail
How magnificent the war is
The Wash by Sarah Getty
A round white troll with a black, greasy
The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot
April is the cruellest month
The Weakness by Toi Derricotte
That time my grandmother dragged me
The Weary Blues by Langston Hughes
Droning a drowsy syncopated tune,
The Weight by Linda Gregg
Two horses were put together in the same paddock
The Whistle by Yusef Komunyakaa
The seven o'clock whistle
The White Fires of Venus by Denis Johnson
We mourn this senseless planet of regret
The White Horse by D.H. Lawrence
The youth walks up to the white horse, to put its halter on
The White House by Claude McKay
Your door is shut against my tightened face,
The White Room by Charles Simic
The obvious is difficult
The White Rose by John Boyle O'Reilly
The red rose whispers of passion
The White Witch by James Weldon Johnson
O brothers mine, take care! Take care
The Widening Sky by Edward Hirsch
I am so small walking on the beach
The Widening Spell of the Leaves by Larry Levis
Once, in a foreign country, I was suddenly ill.
The Wild Honeysuckle by Philip Freneau
Fair flower, that dost so comely grow
The Wind and the Moon by George Macdonald
Said the Wind to the Moon, "I will blow you out
The Wind and the Other Moon by Robert Gregory
A drift of torn cloud, daylight
The Windhover by Gerard Manley Hopkins
Caught this morning morning's minion, king-
The Wine-Drinkers by Tennessee Williams
The wine-drinkers sit on the porte cochère in the sun.
The Wishing Tree by Kathleen Jamie
I stand neither in the wilderness
The Witch-Bride by William Allingham
A fair witch crept to a young man's side
The Wolf's Postcript to 'Little Red Riding Hood' by Agha Shahid Ali
First, grant me my sense of history:
The Woman at the Washington Zoo by Randall Jarrell
The saris go by me from the embassies.
The Woman I Love by Hafiz
Because the Woman I love lives
The Women Who Clean Fish by Erica Funkhouser
The women who clean fish are all named Rose
The Wooden Trap by Kevin Cantwell
The held cry of a hawk makes Thomas Hardy think
The Woodspurge by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
The wind flapped loose, the wind was still
The World by George Herbert
Love built a stately house, where Fortune came
The World as Seen Through a Glass of Ice Water by Dobby Gibson
There are a billion reasons to look down
The World is Too Much With Us by William Wordsworth
The world is too much with us; late and soon,
The Writer by Richard Wilbur
In her room at the prow of the house
The Yellow Bittern (An Bunnan Bui) by Cathal Bui Mac Giolla Gunna
The yellow bittern that never broke out
The Yoke by Frank Bidart
don't worry I know you're dead
The Young Fools (Les Ingénus) by Paul Verlaine
High-heels were struggling with a full-length dress
The Young Man's Song by W. B. Yeats
I whispered,
Theme for English B by Langston Hughes
The instructor said,
Theme in Yellow by Carl Sandburg
I spot the hills
Then by Spencer Reece
I was a full-time house sitter. I had no title
Theories of Time and Space by Natasha Trethewey
You can get there from here, though
There are Days by John Montague
There are days when
There Is No Audience for Poetry by Kevin Prufer
They wanted him to stop kicking like that
There is no frigate like a book (1263) by Emily Dickinson
There is no frigate like a book (1263)
There Will Come Soft Rains by Sara Teasdale
There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,
There's a certain Slant of light (258) by Emily Dickinson
There's a certain Slant of light,
They flee from me by Thomas Wyatt
They flee from me, that sometime did me seek
They that have power to hurt and will do none (Sonnet 94) by William Shakespeare
They that have power to hurt and will do none
They'll spend the summer by Joshua Beckman
They'll spend the summer
Thing by Rae Armantrout
We love our cat
Things I Didn't Know I Loved by Nazim Hikmet
it's 1962 March 28th
Things I Found and Left Where They Were by Robert Gregory
A slow summer morning
Thinking in Bed by Dennis Lee
I'm thinking in bed,
Thinking of Warsaw by Hugh Seidman
Simpler to throw a rock at an historical tank than to sift the rubble
Third Charm from Masque of Queens by Ben Jonson
The owl is abroad, the bat, and the toad
Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird by Wallace Stevens
Among twenty snowy mountains,
This City by Liam Rector
This apartment with no furniture
This Day by Jimmy Santiago Baca
I feel foolish
This Is a Photograph of Me by Margaret Atwood
It was taken some time ago.
This is a Wonderful Poem by David Wagoner
Come at it carefully, don't trust it, that isn't its right name,
This Is Just To Say by William Carlos Williams
I have eaten
This is the Cow by Chad Davidson
Imagine the years being sucked out
This Living Hand by John Keats
This living hand, now warm and capable
This Living Hand [excerpt] by Dean Young
It's not only the word roses
This Morning by Charles Simic
Enter without knocking, hard-working ant.
This Was Once a Love Poem by Jane Hirshfield
This was once a love poem
This Work by Martha Zweig
The cold orange hands of the
Those Graves in Rome by Larry Levis
There are places where the eye can starve,
Those Winter Sundays by Robert Hayden
Sundays too my father got up early
Three American Women and a German Bayonet by Winfield Townley Scott
Outweighing all, heavy out of the souvenir bundle
Three Fragments of Instan by Cecilia Vicuña
alba saliva
Three Moves by John Logan
Three moves in sixth months and I remain
Three Seasons by Geoffrey G. O'Brien
The winter, it was the winter all
Three Songs by William Shakespeare
Come unto these yellow sands,
Thrown as if Fierce & Wild by Dean Young
You don’t have a clue, says the power drill
Thus, Speak the Chromograph by Eleni Sikelianos
Saying: One night in a cloud chamber
Tiare Tahiti by Rupert Brooke
Mamua, when our laughter ends,
Tide Pickers by Rosanna Warren
Tides by Lisa Rhoades
A man on 26th Street sets moon flowers to start
Tiger Shark by Hailey Leithauser
Fear streamlined to elegance
Tintern Abbey by William Wordsworth
Five years have past; five summers, with the length
Tiny Clay Doll with No Arms by Ray Gonzalez
Given to me by my sister as a gift,
Tithonus by Lord Alfred Tennyson
The woods decay, the woods decay and fall
To a Poor Old Woman by William Carlos Williams
munching a plum on
To a Skylark by Percy Bysshe Shelley
Hail to thee, blithe Spirit
To a Waterfowl by William Cullen Bryant
Whither, 'midst falling dew
To Althea, from Prison by Richard Lovelace
When Love with unconfinéd wings
To an Adolescent Weeping Willow by Marvin Bell
I don't know what you think you're doing
To An Athlete Dying Young by A. E. Housman
The time you won your town the race
To Anthea Who May Command Him Any Thing by Robert Herrick
Bid me to live, and I will live
To Autumn by John Keats
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
To be alive by Gregory Orr
To be alive: not just the carcass
To Blossoms by Robert Herrick
Fair pledges of a fruitful tree,
To Brooklyn Bridge by Hart Crane
How many dawns, chill from his rippling rest
To Chloe: Who for his sake wished herself younger by William Cartwright
There are two births; the one when light
To Dorothy by Marvin Bell
You are not beautiful, exactly
To Earthward by Robert Frost
Love at the lips was touch
To Electra by Robert Herrick
I dare not ask to kiss
To Elsie by William Carlos Williams
The pure products of America
To Fanny by John Keats
Physician Nature! let my spirit blood
To Haydon with a Sonnet Written on Seeing the Elgin Marbles by John Keats
Haydon! Forgive me, that I cannot speak
To Helen by Edgar Allan Poe
Helen, thy beauty is to me
To Her Body, Against Time by Robert Kelly
Long over, what's on the tree
To Her Father with Some Verses by Anne Bradstreet
Most truly honoured, and as truly dear
To His Coy Love by Michael Drayton
I pray thee, leave, love me no more
To His Coy Mistress by Andrew Marvell
Had we but world enough, and time,
To His Mistress Going to Bed by John Donne
Come, Madam, come, all rest my powers defy
To Lucasta, on Going to the Wars by Richard Lovelace
Tell me not, Sweet, I am unkind
To make a prairie (1755) by Emily Dickinson
To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee,
To market, to market by Nina Crews
To market, / to market
To me that man seems like a god in heaven (51) by Gaius Valerius Catullus
To me that man seems like a god in heaven,
To Mistress Margaret Hussey by John Skelton
Merry Margaret
To My Brother Miguel in memoriam by César Vallejo
Brother, today I sit on the brick bench outside the house,
To My Dear and Loving Husband by Anne Bradstreet
If ever two were one, then surely we.
To My Mother by Christina Rossetti
To-day's your natal day
To My Mother by Robert Louis Stevenson
You too, my mother, read my rhymes
To My Mother by Edgar Allan Poe
Because I feel that, in the Heavens above
To My Mother Waiting on 10/01/54 by Teresa Carson
That October might have begun
To People I Hear Talking Loudly on Their Cell Phones by James Stevenson
It is VERY IMPORTANT
To Persuade a Lady Carpe Diem by Michael Benedikt
True, I have always been happy that all the things that are inside
To S.M., A Young African Painter, on Seeing His Works by Phillis Wheatley
To show the lab'ring bosom's deep intent
To Sleep by Henri Cole
Then out of the darkness leapt a bare hand
To Sylvia, To Wed by Robert Herrick
Let us, though late, at last, my Silvia, wed
To the Author of Glare by David Lehman
There comes a time when the story turns into twenty
To the Dead in the Grave-Yard Under My Window by Adelaide Crapsey
How can you lie so still? All day I watch
To the Film Industry in Crisis by Frank O'Hara
Not you, lean quarterlies and swarthy periodicals
To the Moon [fragment] by Percy Bysshe Shelley
Art thou pale for weariness
To the Oracle at Delphi by Lawrence Ferlinghetti
Great Oracle, why are you staring at me,
To the Reader: If You Asked Me by Chase Twichell
I want you with me, and yet you are the end
To the Reader: Polaroids by Chase Twichell
Who are you, austere little cloud
To the Reader: Twilight by Chase Twichell
Whenever I look
To the Republic by James Galvin
Past
To the Right Honourable William, Earl of Dartmouth by Phillis Wheatley
HAIL, happy day, when, smiling like the morn
To the Saguaro Cactus Tree in the Desert Rain by James Wright
I had no idea the elf owl
To the Same by John Milton
Cyriack, this three years’ day these eyes, though clear
To the Trespasser by David Barber
A quiet akin to ruins
To the Tune of "Telling My Most Intimate Feelings" by Li Ch'ing-chao
When night comes, / I am so flushed with wine,
To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time by Robert Herrick
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
To You by Walt Whitman
Whoever you are, I fear you are walking the walks of dreams,
To. . . by Rene Char
You have been my love for so many years,
Today I Went Down by Breyten Breytenbach
today I went down on your body
Tomlinson by Rudyard Kipling
Now Tomlinson gave up the ghost at his house in Berkeley Square
Tomorrow by David Budbill
Tomorrow
Toro by Sarah Gambito
I'm looking for the good robin of everlasting sewing
Tours by C. D. Wright
A girl on the stairs listens to her father
Toward the Winter Solstice by Timothy Steele
Although the roof is just a story high
Tract by William Carlos Williams
I will teach you my townspeople
Traffic by Bill Berkson
Choice is painful,
Transfiguration by Mark Jarman
They were talking to him about resurrection, about law,
Transit of Venus by Lyrae Van Clief-Stefanon
The actors mill about the party saying rhubarb
Trapeze by Deborah Digges
See how the first dark takes the city in its arms
Travel by Edna St. Vincent Millay
The railroad track is miles away
Traveling by Malena Möling
Like streetlights
Traveling through the Dark by William Stafford
Traveling through the dark I found a deer
Travelling Against by Karen Houle
Give me the common or the rare, as they roll
Trees by Joyce Kilmer
I think that I shall never see
Trees in the Garden by D. H. Lawrence
Ah in the thunder air
Triad by Adelaide Crapsey
These be
Trickster by Sherwin Bitsui
He was there--
Tristia, Book III, Section 2 by Ovid
So it was my destiny to travel as far as Scythia
Troy by Meghan O'Rourke
We had a drink and got in bed
True Love by Robert Penn Warren
In silence the heart raves. It utters words
Tubes by Donald Hall
"Up, down, good, bad," said
Tug by Ben Doyle
The tug on my arm but soon spread
Turn of a Year by Joan Houlihan
This is regret: or a ferret. Snuffling
Twenties 26 by Jackson Mac Low
Undergone swamp ticket relative
Twenty Twenty Vision by Mark Ford
Unwinding in a cavernous bodega he suddenly
Twilight: After Haying by Jane Kenyon
Yes, long shadows go out
Two Butterflies went out at Noon— (533) by Emily Dickinson
Two Butterflies went out at Noon
Two Countries by Naomi Shihab Nye
Skin remembers how long the years grow
Two Horses and a Dog by James Galvin
Without external reference,
Two in the Campagna by Robert Browning
I wonder do you feel to-day
Two Loves by Lord Alfred Douglas
I dreamed I stood upon a little hill
Two Views by Wyatt Prunty
Into the laterals and faults of strata
Two, Three by Rae Armantrout
Sad, fat boy in pirate hat

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