Posts tagged "Academy of American Poets"
Poetry Please: Sara Teasdale, "There Will Come Soft Rains"

Poetry Please: Sara Teasdale, “There Will Come Soft Rains”

There Will Come Soft Rains Sara Teasdale There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground, And swallows circling with their shimmering sound; And frogs in the pools, singing at night, And wild plum trees in tremulous white, Robins will wear their feathery fire, Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire; And not...
Poetry Please: Sara Teasdale, "Four Winds"

Poetry Please: Sara Teasdale, “Four Winds”

Four Winds Sara Teasdale   “Four winds blowing thro’ the sky, You have seen poor maidens die, Tell me then what I shall do That my lover may be true.” Said the wind from out the south, “Lay no kiss upon his mouth,” And the wind from out the west, “Wound the heart within his...
Poetry Please: Ralph Waldo Emerson, "Song of Nature"

Poetry Please: Ralph Waldo Emerson, “Song of Nature”

Song of Nature Ralph Waldo Emerson   Mine are the night and morning, The pits of air, the gulf of space, The sportive sun, the gibbous moon, The innumerable days.   I hid in the solar glory, I am dumb in the pealing song, I rest on the pitch of the torrent, In slumber I...
Poetry Please: Margaret Widdemer, "If You Should Tire of Loving Me"

Poetry Please: Margaret Widdemer, “If You Should Tire of Loving Me”

If You Should Tire of Loving Me Margaret Widdemer If you should tire of loving me Some one of our far days, Oh, never start to hide your heart Or cover thought with praise. For every word you would not say Be sure my heart has heard, So go from me all silently Without a...
Poetry Please: Robert Frost, "The Line-Gang"

Poetry Please: Robert Frost, “The Line-Gang”

The Line-Gang  by Robert Frost Here come the line-gang pioneering by. They throw a forest down less cut than broken. They plant dead trees for living, and the dead They string together with a living thread. They string an instrument against the sky Wherein words whether beaten out or spoken Will run as hushed as...
Poetry Please: Wallace Stevens, "Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird"

Poetry Please: Wallace Stevens, “Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird”

Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird by Wallace Stevens     I   Among twenty snowy mountains, The only moving thing Was the eye of the blackbird.   II I was of three minds, Like a tree In which there are three blackbirds.   III The blackbird whirled in the autumn winds. It was...
Poetry Please: Emily Dickinson, "It's all I have to bring today"

Poetry Please: Emily Dickinson, “It’s all I have to bring today”

It’s all I have to bring today by Emily Dickinson It’s all I have to bring today– This, and my heart beside– This, and my heart, and all the fields– And all the meadows wide– Be sure you count–should I forget Some one the sum could tell– This, and my heart, and all the Bees...
Poetry Please: Yvor Winters, "The Magpie's Shadow"

Poetry Please: Yvor Winters, “The Magpie’s Shadow”

The Magpie’s Shadow by Yvor Winters I. IN WINTER Myself Pale mornings, and I rise. Still Morning Snow air–my fingers curl. Awakening New snow, O pine of dawn! Winter Echo Thin air! My mind is gone. The Hunter Run! In the magpie’s shadow. No Being I, bent. Thin nights receding. II. IN SPRING Spring I...