1. what if a much of a which of a wind... (XX) - written by e.e. cummings
Read 10746 times on American Poems.

what if a much of a which of a wind
gives the truth to summer's lie;
bloodies with dizzying leaves the sun
and yanks immortal stars awry?
Blow king to beggar and queen to seem
(blow friend to fiend: blow space to time)
-when skies are hanged and... (Read full poem)

A Death blow is a Life blow to Some
Who till they died, did not alive become --
Who had they lived, had died but when
They died, Vitality begun.(Read full poem)

3. Beat! Beat! Drums! - written by Walt Whitman
From Leaves of Grass. Published in 1900. Read 10505 times on American Poems.

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BEAT! beat! drums!—Blow! bugles! blow! 
Through the windows—through doors—burst like a ruthless force, 
Into the solemn church, and scatter the congregation; 
Into the school where the scholar is studying; 
Leave not the bridegroom... (Read full poem)

Blow out the candles of your cake.
They will not leave you in the dark,
Who round with grace this dusky arc
Of the grand tour which souls must take.

You who have sounded William Blake,
And the still pool, to Plato's mark,
Blow out the... (Read full poem)

5. Atmosphere - written by Robert Frost
From West-Running Brook. Published in 1928. Read 5749 times on American Poems.

Inscription for a Garden Wall

Winds blow the open grassy places bleak;
But where this old wall burns a sunny cheek,
They eddy over it too toppling weak
To blow the earth or anything self-clear;
Moisture and color and odor thicken here.
The hours of... (Read full poem)

Thou hast made us drink the wine of 
            astonishment.         Psalm 60

The wine of astonishment
is house wine at my house.
The whiskey of it is a sauce
we savor.  The cocaine
of thy judgment also
is rock crystal, blow
to blow the... (Read full poem)

7. As Winds That Blow Against A Star - written by Joyce Kilmer
From Trees and Other Poems. Published in 1914. Read 1363 times on American Poems.

(For Aline)

Now by what whim of wanton chance
Do radiant eyes know sombre days?
And feet that shod in light should dance
Walk weary and laborious ways?
But rays from Heaven, white and whole,
May penetrate the gloom of earth;
And tears but... (Read full poem)

Before man came to blow it right
The wind once blew itself untaught,
And did its loudest day and night
In any rough place where it caught.

Man came to tell it what was wrong:
I hadn't found the place to blow;
It blew too hard--the aim was... (Read full poem)

9. There was a man and a woman - written by Stephen Crane
From The Black Riders & Other Lines. Published in 1905. Read 4405 times on American Poems.

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There was a man and a woman
Who sinned.
Then did the man heap the punishment
All upon the head of her,
And went away gaily.

ii

There was a man and a woman
Who sinned.
And the man stood with her.
As upon her head, so upon his,
Fell blow and... (Read full poem)

[Written for a picture]


The Youth speaks: —:
"Why do you seek the sun 
In your bubble-crown ascending? 
Your chariot will melt to mist. 
Your crown will have an ending." 

The Goddess replies: — :
"Nay, sun is but a bubble, 
Earth is... (Read full poem)

11. Butch Weldy - written by Edgar Lee Masters
Read 1017 times on American Poems.

After I got religion and steadied down
They gave me a job in the canning works,
And every morning I had to fill
The tank in the yard with gasoline,
That fed the blow-fires in the sheds
To heat the soldering irons.
And I mounted a rickety... (Read full poem)

If all the ships I have at sea 
Should come a-sailing home to me, 
From sunny lands, and lands of cold, 
Ah well! the harbor could not hold 
So many sails as there would be 
If all my ships came in from sea. 

If half my ships came home from... (Read full poem)

13. Denied - written by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Read 414 times on American Poems.

The winds came out of the west one day, 
And hurried the clouds before them; 
And drove the shadows and mists away, 
And over the mountains bore them.
And I wept, 'Oh, wind, blow into my mind, 
Blow into my soul and heart, 
And scatter the... (Read full poem)

It is enough for me by day
 To walk the same bright earth with him;
Enough that over us by night
 The same great roof of stars is dim.

I do not hope to bind the wind
 Or set a fetter on the sea --
It is enough to feel his love
 Blow by like music... (Read full poem)

15. The Forest Reverie - written by Edgar Allan Poe
Read 1916 times on American Poems.

'Tis said that when 
The hands of men 
Tamed this primeval wood, 
And hoary trees with groans of woe, 
Like warriors by an unknown foe, 
Were in their strength subdued, 
The virgin Earth Gave instant birth 
To springs that ne'er did flow... (Read full poem)

She has attained the permanence 
She dreamed of, where old stones lie sunning. 
Untended stalks blow over her 
Even and swift, like young men running. 

Always in the heart she loved 
Others had lived, -- she heard their laughter. 
She lies where... (Read full poem)

17. Men At Thirty - written by Donald Justice
Read 2645 times on American Poems.

Thirty today, I saw
The trees flare briefly like
The candles upon a cake
As the sun went down the sky,
A momentary flash
Yet there was time to wish

Before the break light could die
If I had known what to wish
As once I must have known
Bending above... (Read full poem)

Paula is digging and shaping the loam of a salvia,
     Scarlet Chinese talker of summer.
Two petals of crabapple blossom blow fallen in Paula's
          hair,
     And fluff of white from a cottonwood.(Read full poem)

19. A Patch of Old Snow - written by Robert Frost
From Mountain Interval. Published in 1916. Read 9490 times on American Poems.

There's a patch of old snow in a corner
That I should have guessed
Was a blow-away paper the rain
Had brought to rest.

It is speckled with grime as if
Small print overspread it,
The news of a day I've forgotten--
If I ever read it.(Read full poem)

A certain day became a presence to me;
there it was, confronting me--a sky, air, light:
a being. And before it started to descend
from the height of noon, it leaned over
and struck my shoulder as if with
the flat of a sword, granting me
honor and a... (Read full poem)

21. In Excelsis - written by Anne Sexton
Read 2209 times on American Poems.

It is half winter, half spring,
and Barbara and I are standing
confronting the ocean.
Its mouth is open very wide,
and it has dug up its green,
throwing it, throwing it at the shore.
You say it is angry.
I say it is like a kicked Madonna.
Its womb... (Read full poem)

At leisure is the Soul
That gets a Staggering Blow --
The Width of Life -- before it spreads
Without a thing to do --

It begs you give it Work --
But just the placing Pins --
Or humblest Patchwork -- Children do --
To Help its Vacant Hands --(Read full poem)

23. Buried Love - written by Sara Teasdale
Read 4289 times on American Poems.

I have come to bury Love
 Beneath a tree,
In the forest tall and black
 Where none can see.

I shall put no flowers at his head,
 Nor stone at his feet,
For the mouth I loved so much
 Was bittersweet.

I shall go no more to his grave,
 For the woods... (Read full poem)

Absent Place -- an April Day --
Daffodils a-blow
Homesick curiosity
To the Souls that snow --

Drift may block within it
Deeper than without --
Daffodil delight but
Him it duplicate --(Read full poem)

25. The House on the Hill - written by Edwin Arlington Robinson
Read 4990 times on American Poems.

They are all gone away,
The House is shut and still,
There is nothing more to say.

Through broken walls and gray
The winds blow bleak and shrill:
They are all gone away.

Nor is there one to-day
To speak them good or ill:
There is nothing more to... (Read full poem)