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Robert Burns The Pride Of His Country by Francis Duggan

Robert Burns The Pride Of His Country by Francis Duggan

He died as a young man when in his life's primeBut his poems and songs have survived the test of timeIn death the fame lives of the legendary manRobert Burns the pride of his ...

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It Is Not Poetry by Francis Duggan

It Is Not Poetry by Francis Duggan

It is not poetry many literary experts say of rhymeThough it was the poetry of a now long gone timeAs dead as the dodo as some like to sayAnd the dodo has been dead for many a ...

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The Great John Greenleaf Whittier by Francis Duggan

The Great John Greenleaf Whittier by Francis Duggan

Among the best poets of the U S of AHis great poems on Maud Muller and Barbara Frietchie are living todayThough their creator long at rest amongst the forever goneThe legends he ...

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John Shaw Neilson Wrote by Francis Duggan

John Shaw Neilson Wrote by Francis Duggan

In the country Victoria Town of Nhill back then miles from anywhereJohn Shaw Neilson wrote poems of the country out thereAnd Native Companions Dancing better known as brolgas by ...

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The Red Ferrari by Edward Kofi Louis

The Red Ferrari by Edward Kofi Louis

The cream of creams, The flower of flowers, The beauty of beauties, The poem of poems, With the muse of your Red Ferrari; The trails of life! With the magic of your love; And, ...

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Elaine  Ii by Edward Kofi Louis

Elaine Ii by Edward Kofi Louis

Elaine, lain, Lina, line, in, an, Ali, ale, Lee; This paper, This letter, This poem, This work, Disclosed! ! ! To dress the way she does in the land of the living, Taught in her ...

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Time After Time by Edward Kofi Louis

Time After Time by Edward Kofi Louis

Time after time, Love after love, Work after work, Birh after birth, School after school, Life after life, Flight after flight, Light after light, Joy after joy, Rain after rain, ...

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Self-Portrait At 28 by David Berman

Self-Portrait At 28 by David Berman

I know it's a bad titlebut I'm giving it to myself as a gifton a day nearly canceled by sunlightwhen the entire hill is approachingthe ideal of Virginiabrochured with goldenrod ...

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A Familiar Letter by Oliver Wendell Holmes

A Familiar Letter by Oliver Wendell Holmes

YES, write, if you want to, there's nothing like trying; Who knows what a treasure your casket may hold? I'll show you that rhyming's as easy as lying, If you'll ...

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O My Pa-Pa by Bob Hicok

O My Pa-Pa by Bob Hicok

Our fathers have formed a poetry workshop.They sit in a circle of disappointment over our fastballsand wives. We thought they didn't read our stuff,whole anthologies of poems that ...

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The End Of May by Charles Lamb

The End Of May by Charles Lamb

'Our governess is not in school,So we may talk a bit;Sit down upon this little stool,Come, little Mary, sit:'And, my dear playmate, tell me whyIn dismal black you're drest?Why ...

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Things Recalled At Night by Joy Goswami

Things Recalled At Night by Joy Goswami

All that rainfallLaid out in the rainfall, all those dead bodiesBeating at the dead bodies, all that windTrembling with the wind but not billowing out, all those ...

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The Instrument by Les Murray

The Instrument by Les Murray

Who reads poetry? Not our intellectuals;they want to control it. Not lovers, not the combative,not examinees. They too skim it for bouquetsand magic trump cards. Not poor ...

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Self-Portrait At 28 by David Berman

Self-Portrait At 28 by David Berman

I know it's a bad title but I'm giving it to myself as a gift on a day nearly canceled by sunlight when the entire hill is approaching the ideal of Virginia brochured with ...

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Where Is It Clean by Evie Shockley

Where Is It Clean by Evie Shockley

when your mother can rise from her placeon the pew during the early service,early enough that the sun barely fills the skywith its weak straw, but row after rowin the auditorium ...

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An Essay On Criticism by Alexander Pope

An Essay On Criticism by Alexander Pope

Part I INTRODUCTION. That it is as great a fault to judge ill as to write ill, and a more dangerous one to the public. That a true Taste is as rare to be found as a true ...

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Autobiographia Literaria by Frank O’Hara

Autobiographia Literaria by Frank O’Hara

When I was a childI played by myself in a corner of the schoolyardall alone.I hated dolls and Ihated games, animals werenot friendly and birds flew away.If anyone was looking for ...

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The Cottage by Robert Graves

The Cottage by Robert Graves

Here in turn succeed and rule Carter, smith, and village fool, Then again the place is known As tavern, shop, and Sunday-school; Now somehow it’s come to me To light the fire and ...

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The Origin Of Didactic Poetry by James Russell Lowell

The Origin Of Didactic Poetry by James Russell Lowell

When wise Minerva still was youngAnd just the least romantic,Soon after from Jove's head she flungThat preternatural antic,'Tis said to keep from idlenessOr flirting,—those twin ...

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Don’T Worry/Everything’s Going To Be All Right by Adrian Henri

Don’T Worry/Everything’s Going To Be All Right by Adrian Henri

Don't worry If your boyfriend doesn't treat you right baby Everything's going to be all right come with me And every poem I write will have your name in it Don't worry If the ...

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I Want To Paint by Adrian Henri

I Want To Paint by Adrian Henri

II want to paint2000 dead birds crucified on a background of nightThoughts that lie too deep for tears Thoughts that lie too deep for queersThoughts that move at 186,000 ...

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End Of The World by Robinson Jeffers

End Of The World by Robinson Jeffers

When I was young in school in Switzerland, about the time of the Boer War,We used to take it for known that the human raceWould last the earth out, not dying till the planet died. ...

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Margrave by Robinson Jeffers

Margrave by Robinson Jeffers

On the small marble-paved platformOn the turret on the head of the tower,Watching the night deepen.I feel the rock-edge of the continentReel eastward with me below the broad ...

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The Destiny Of Nations. A Vision. by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

The Destiny Of Nations. A Vision. by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Auspicious Reverence! Hush all meaner song,Ere we the deep preluding strain have pouredTo the Great Father, only Rightful King,Eternal Father! King Omnipotent!To the Will ...

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In The Garret by Louisa May Alcott

In The Garret by Louisa May Alcott

Four little chests all in a row,Dim with dust, and worn by time,All fashioned and filled, long ago,By children now in their prime.Four little keys hung side by side,With faded ...

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Five Visions Of Captain Cook by Kenneth Slessor

Five Visions Of Captain Cook by Kenneth Slessor

ICOOK was a captain of the Admiralty When sea-captains had the evil eye, Or should have, what with beating krakens off And casting nativities of ships; Cook was a captain of the ...

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Biography by Arthur Rimbaud

Biography by Arthur Rimbaud

Arthur Rimbaud (1854-1891) Jean Nicolas Arthur Rimbaud, a French poet, was born Oct.20,1854, in Charleville. His childhood was marred by a 'cantankerous and vindictive' mother ...

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Imitations Of Horace: The First Epistle Of The Second Book by Alexander Pope

Imitations Of Horace: The First Epistle Of The Second Book by Alexander Pope

Ne Rubeam, Pingui donatus Munere (Horace, Epistles II.i.267) While you, great patron of mankind, sustain The balanc'd world, and open all the main; Your country, ...

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Epistle To Dr. Arbuthnot by Alexander Pope

Epistle To Dr. Arbuthnot by Alexander Pope

Shut, shut the door, good John! fatigu'd, I said, Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The dog-star rages! nay 'tis past a doubt, All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let ...

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Bacchanalia by Matthew Arnold

Bacchanalia by Matthew Arnold

IThe evening comes, the fields are still.The tinkle of the thirsty rill,Unheard all day, ascends again;Deserted is the half-mown plain,Silent the swaths! the ringing wain,The ...

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The Face Of Qana by Nizar Qabbani

The Face Of Qana by Nizar Qabbani

The face of Qana Pale, like that of Jesus and the sea breeze of April…Rains of blood.. and tears..2 They entered Qana stepping on our charred bodies Raising a Nazi flag in the ...

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Damascus, What Are You Doing To Me? by Nizar Qabbani

Damascus, What Are You Doing To Me? by Nizar Qabbani

1My voice rings out, this time, from DamascusIt rings out from the house of my mother and fatherIn Sham. The geography of my body changes.The cells of my blood become green.My ...

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Colin Clouts Come Home Againe by Edmund Spenser

Colin Clouts Come Home Againe by Edmund Spenser

Colin Clouts Come Home Againe THe shepheards boy (best knowen by that name) That after Tityrus first sung his lay, Laies of sweet loue, without rebuke or blame, Sate (as his ...

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Poeta Fit, Non Nascitur by Lewis Carroll

Poeta Fit, Non Nascitur by Lewis Carroll

"How shall I be a poet?How shall I write in rhyme?You told me once 'the very wishPartook of the sublime.'The tell me how! Don't put me offWith your 'another time'!"The old man ...

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Snow-Bound: A Winter Idyl by John Greenleaf Whittier

Snow-Bound: A Winter Idyl by John Greenleaf Whittier

To the Memory of the Household It DescribesThis Poem is Dedicated by the Author:"As the Spirits of Darkness be stronger in the dark, so Good Spirits,which be Angels of Light, are ...

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For Saundra by Nikki Giovanni

For Saundra by Nikki Giovanni

I wanted to write a poem that rhymes but revolution doesn't lend itself to be-boppingthen my neighbor who thinks i hate asked - do you ever write tree poems - i like trees so i ...

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The Dice Player by Mahmoud Darwish

The Dice Player by Mahmoud Darwish

Who am I to say to you what I say to you?I was not a stone polished by water and became a face nor was I a cane punctured by the wind and became a flute... I am a dice player, ...

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If I Were Someone Else On The Road… by Mahmoud Darwish

If I Were Someone Else On The Road… by Mahmoud Darwish

If I were someone else on the road I wouldn't have looked back - I'd have said what a man traveling on the road says to a traveling woman: Greetings, stranger, wake up your ...

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Vestigia Quinque Retrorsum by Oliver Wendell Holmes

Vestigia Quinque Retrorsum by Oliver Wendell Holmes

AN ACADEMIC POEM1829-1879Read at the Commencement Dinner of the Alumni of HarvardUniversity, June 25, 1879.WHILE fond, sad memories all around us throng,Silence were sweeter than ...

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A Familiar Letter by Oliver Wendell Holmes

A Familiar Letter by Oliver Wendell Holmes

YES, write, if you want to, there's nothing like trying; Who knows what a treasure your casket may hold? I'll show you that rhyming's as easy as lying, If you'll ...

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Poetry-Question Answer Form by Hasmukh Amathalal

Poetry-Question Answer Form by Hasmukh Amathalal

Day starts with good wishes from the friends, Gives feeling as if world never ends, So much pleasure in accepting the greetings, Promises to see and forward to meetings, With ...

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For All That You Do by Hasmukh Amathalal

For All That You Do by Hasmukh Amathalal

So if you ask me what it is I do with my daysI will tell you I go through them in such a hazeThat I'm really not sure what it is I achieveBut I do have a poem or two up my sleeve! ...

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New Hampshire by Robert Frost

New Hampshire by Robert Frost

I met a lady from the South who said(You won't believe she said it, but she said it):'None of my family ever worked, or hadA thing to sell.' I don't suppose the workMuch matters. ...

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Peanut-Butter Sandwich by Shel Silverstein

Peanut-Butter Sandwich by Shel Silverstein

I'll sing you a poem of a silly young kingWho played with the world at the end of a string,But he only loved one single thing—And that was just a peanut-butter sandwich.His ...

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One Inch Tall by Shel Silverstein

One Inch Tall by Shel Silverstein

If you were only one inch tall, you'd ride a worm to school.The teardrop of a crying ant would be your swimming pool.A crumb of cake would be a feastAnd last you seven days at ...

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Our Mistress And Our  Queen by Henry Lawson

Our Mistress And Our Queen by Henry Lawson

We set no right above hers,No earthly light nor star,She hath had many lovers,But not as lovers are:They all were gallant fellowsAnd died all deaths for her,And never one was ...

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Kaddish, Part I by Allen Ginsberg

Kaddish, Part I by Allen Ginsberg

Strange now to think of you, gone without corsets & eyes, while I walk on the sunny pavement of Greenwich Village.downtown Manhattan, clear winter noon, and I've been up all ...

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Cascading Metaphors

Cascading Metaphors

Cascading Metaphors A perpetual stream of sacred consciousness flowing ever and ever beyond planets and stars and even plenty of universe. beacon of light to a hurting world ...

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Winter Tiger by Gajanan Mishra

Winter Tiger by Gajanan Mishra

Winter tigerHas returned back while coming.Why it was coming Really was there no need The more there was fearAt the time of its coming, The more there was uncertaintyOn its ...

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Mor Iskul (Kosli) by Gajanan Mishra

Mor Iskul (Kosli) by Gajanan Mishra

Mor iskul kena Gala kaelThila ina.Mor masterAasithila matePadhabarkaje a, aa.Jimi kenke muin kentakari jimi Kie heba masterPadhabarkaje ka, kha..Tume kahuchhaMor ...

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