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The term "R .L Sharpe Isn't it strange" has been searched for 341 times on the American Poems site since June 11th, 2005.
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1. Sonnet 96 - written by John Berryman
From Sonnets To Chris.
Read 1038 times on American Poems.
It will seem strange, no more this range on range
Of opening hopes and happenings. Strange to be
One's name no longer. Not caught up, not free.
Strange, not to wish one's wishes onward. Strange,
The looseness, slopping, time and space... (Read full poem)
2. Speaking Of Operations - written by Ellis Parker Butler
From Judge.
Published in 1920.
Read 303 times on American Poems.
I know something wonderful—wonderful;
So strange it will quite startle you;
So strange and absurd and unusual
It seems it can hardly be true!
I know something wonderful—wonderful;
You’ll hardly believe it can be—
You know my appendix? Well,... (Read full poem)
3. Hope is a strange invention -- - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson.
Published in 1955.
Read 4454 times on American Poems.
Hope is a strange invention --
A Patent of the Heart --
In unremitting action
Yet never wearing out --
Of this electric Adjunct
Not anything is known
But its unique momentum
Embellish all we own --(Read full poem)
4. A man went before a strange God - written by Stephen Crane
From The Black Riders & Other Lines.
Published in 1905.
Read 3429 times on American Poems.
A man went before a strange God --
The God of many men, sadly wise.
And the deity thundered loudly,
Fat with rage, and puffing.
"Kneel, mortal, and cringe
And grovel and do homage
To My Particularly Sublime Majesty."
The man fled.
Then the man... (Read full poem)
5. The Curse - written by Edna St. Vincent Millay
Read 2493 times on American Poems.
Oh, lay my ashes on the wind
That blows across the sea.
And I shall meet a fisherman
Out of Capri,
And he will say, seeing me,
"What a Strange Thing!
Like a fish's scale or a
Butterfly's wing."
Oh, lay my ashes on the wind
That blows away the... (Read full poem)
6. A man saw a ball of gold in the sky - written by Stephen Crane
From The Black Riders & Other Lines.
Published in 1905.
Read 5627 times on American Poems.
A man saw a ball of gold in the sky;
He climbed for it,
And eventually he achieved it --
It was clay.
Now this is the strange part:
When the man went to the earth
And looked again,
Lo, there was the ball of gold.
Now this is the strange part:
It... (Read full poem)
7. Beyond - written by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Read 522 times on American Poems.
It seemeth such a little way to me
Across to that strange country – the Beyond;
And yet, not strange, for it has grown to be
The home of those whom I am so fond,
They make it seem familiar and most dear,
As journeying friends bring distant... (Read full poem)
8. Masks - written by Ezra Pound
Read 5583 times on American Poems.
These tales of old disguisings, are they not
Strange myths of souls that found themselves among
Unwonted folk that spake an hostile tongue,
Some soul from all the rest who'd not forgot
The star-span acres of a former lot
Where boundless mid... (Read full poem)
9. Portrait d'Une Femme - written by Ezra Pound
Published in 1912.
Read 13186 times on American Poems.
Your mind and you are our Sargasso Sea,
London has swept about you this score years
And bright ships left you this or that in fee:
Ideas, old gossip, oddments of all things,
Strange spars of knowledge and dimmed wares of price.
Great minds have... (Read full poem)
10. Allegiances - written by William Stafford
From Allegiances.
Read 751 times on American Poems.
It is time for all the heroes to go home
if they have any, time for all of us common ones
to locate ourselves by the real things
we live by.
Far to the north, or indeed in any direction,
strange mountains and creatures have always lurked-
elves,... (Read full poem)
11. An Old-Fashioned Garden - written by Ellis Parker Butler
From Leslie’s Monthly.
Published in 1903.
Read 246 times on American Poems.
Strange, is it not? She was making her garden,
Planting the old-fashioned flowers that day—
Bleeding-hearts tender and bachelors-buttons—
Spreading the seeds in the old-fashioned way.
Just in the old fashioned way, too, our quarrel
Grew... (Read full poem)
13. Friends Within The Darkness - written by Charles Bukowski
Read 2347 times on American Poems.
I can remember starving in a
small room in a strange city
shades pulled down, listening to
classical music
I was young I was so young it hurt like a knife
inside
because there was no alternative except to hide as long
as possible--
not in... (Read full poem)
14. To Thee, Old Cause! - written by Walt Whitman
From Leaves of Grass.
Published in 1900.
Read 6610 times on American Poems.
TO thee, old Cause!
Thou peerless, passionate, good cause!
Thou stern, remorseless, sweet Idea!
Deathless throughout the ages, races, lands!
After a strange, sad war—great war for thee,
(I think all war through time was really fought, and... (Read full poem)
15. Peekabo, I Almost See You - written by Ogden Nash
Read 3591 times on American Poems.
Middle-aged life is merry, and I love to
lead it,
But there comes a day when your eyes
are all right but your arm isn't long
enough
to hold the telephone book where you can read it,
And your friends get jocular, so you go... (Read full poem)
16. The Reason Why The Closet-Man Is Never Sad - written by Russell Edson
Read 731 times on American Poems.
This is the house of the closet-man. There are no rooms,
just hallways and closets.
Things happen in rooms. He does not like things to
happen . . . Closets, you take things out of closets,
you put things into closets, and nothing happens . . .... (Read full poem)
17. To A Ten-Months' Child - written by Donald Justice
Read 2814 times on American Poems.
Late arrival, no
One would think of blaming you
For hesitating so.
Who, setting his hand to knock
At a door so strange as this one,
Might not draw back?(Read full poem)
18. An Old Story - written by Edwin Arlington Robinson
Read 1004 times on American Poems.
Strange that I did not know him then.
That friend of mine!
I did not even show him then
One friendly sign;
But cursed him for the ways he had
To make me see
My envy of the praise he had
For praising me.
I would have rid the earth... (Read full poem)
19. Conversion - written by Jean Toomer
Read 1324 times on American Poems.
African Guardian of Souls,
Drunk with rum,
Feasting on strange cassava,
Yielding to new words and a weak palabra
Of a white-faced sardonic god--
Grins, cries
Amen,
Shouts hosanna. (Read full poem)
21. You, Andrew Marvell - written by Archibald MacLeish
Read 2118 times on American Poems.
And here face down beneath the sun
And here upon earth's noonward height
To feel the always coming on
The always rising of the night
To feel creep up the curving east
The earthy chill of dusk and slow
Upon those under lands the vast
And ever... (Read full poem)
22. Walking in the sky - written by Stephen Crane
From The Black Riders & Other Lines.
Published in 1905.
Read 6667 times on American Poems.
Walking in the sky,
A man in strange black garb
Encountered a radiant form.
Then his steps were eager;
Bowed he devoutly.
"My Lord," said he.
But the spirit knew him not.(Read full poem)
23. The Germ - written by Ogden Nash
Read 5819 times on American Poems.
A mighty creature is the germ,
Though smaller than the pachyderm.
His customary dwelling place
Is deep within the human race.
His childish pride he often pleases
By giving people strange diseases.
Do you, my poppet, feel infirm?
You probably contain... (Read full poem)
24. The Afterlife: Letter To Sam Hamill - written by Hayden Carruth
Read 943 times on American Poems.
You may think it strange, Sam, that I'm writing
a letter in these circumstances. I thought
it strange too--the first time. But there's
a misconception I was laboring under, and you
are too, viz. that the imagination in your
vicinity is free... (Read full poem)
25. A Meeting - written by Wendell Berry
From A Part.
Read 1258 times on American Poems.
In a dream I meet
my dead friend. He has,
I know, gone long and far,
and yet he is the same
for the dead are changeless.
They grow no older.
It is I who have changed,
grown strange to what I was.
Yet I, the changed one,
ask: "How you... (Read full poem)
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