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The term "back on your feet" has been searched for 38 times on the American Poems site since August 15th, 2005.
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1. Villanelle - written by Donald Hall
From The Painted Bed.
Published in 2002.
Read 1686 times on American Poems.
Katie could put her feet behind her head
Or do a grand plié, position two,
Her suppleness magnificent in bed.
I strained my lower back, and Katie bled,
Only a little, doing what we could do
When Katie tucked her feet behind her head.
Her... (Read full poem)
2. Hog Roast - written by Lee Upton
Read 270 times on American Poems.
If the town celebrates
his roasting
it's their right. He's their hog.
He's pork now.
His life in the mash has gone sour.
The bad fairy presides
over his crispy feet.
The prodigal has come back
and does not need
such company.
Now the fires licks... (Read full poem)
3. My wheel is in the dark! - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson.
Published in 1955.
Read 11214 times on American Poems.
My wheel is in the dark!
I cannot see a spoke
Yet know its dripping feet
Go round and round.
My foot is on the Tide!
An unfrequented road --
Yet have all roads
A clearing at the end --
Some have resigned the Loom --
Some in the busy tomb
Find... (Read full poem)
4. Inscription for the Ceiling of a Bedroom - written by Dorothy Parker
From Enough Rope.
Published in 1926.
Read 4255 times on American Poems.
Daily dawns another day;
I must up, to make my way.
Though I dress and drink and eat,
Move my fingers and my feet,
Learn a little, here and there,
Weep and laugh and sweat and swear,
Hear a song, or watch a stage,
Leave some words upon a page,
Claim... (Read full poem)
5. A Negro Love Song - written by Paul Laurence Dunbar
Read 3172 times on American Poems.
Seen my lady home las' night,
Jump back, honey, jump back.
Hel' huh han' an' sque'z it tight,
Jump back, honey, jump back.
Hyeahd huh sigh a little sigh,
Seen a light gleam f'om huh eye,
An' a smile go flittin' by --
Jump back,... (Read full poem)
6. Some Last Questions - written by W.S. Merwin
Read 1569 times on American Poems.
What is the head
A. Ash
What are the eyes
A. The wells have fallen in and have
Inhabitants
What are the feet
A. Thumbs left after the auction
No what are the feet
A. Under them the impossible road is moving
Down... (Read full poem)
7. A Work Of Artifice - written by Marge Piercy
Read 4097 times on American Poems.
The bonsai tree
in the attractive pot
could have grown eighty feet tall
on the side of a mountain
till split by lightning.
But a gardener
carefully pruned it.
It is nine inches high.
Every day as he
whittles back the branches
the gardener croons,
It... (Read full poem)
8. I could not prove the Years had feet -- - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson.
Published in 1955.
Read 1811 times on American Poems.
I could not prove the Years had feet --
Yet confident they run
Am I, from symptoms that are past
And Series that are done --
I find my feet have further Goals --
I smile upon the Aims
That felt so ample -- Yesterday --
Today's -- have vaster claims... (Read full poem)
9. Dream Song 47: April Fool's Day, or, St Mary of Egypt - written by John Berryman
From 77 Dream Songs.
Published in 1964.
Read 1024 times on American Poems.
—Thass a funny title, Mr Bones.
—When down she saw her feet, sweet fish, on the threshold,
she considered her fair shoulders
and all them hundreds who have them, all
the more who to her mime thickened & maled
from the supple... (Read full poem)
10. Acquainted With the Night - written by Robert Frost
From West-Running Brook.
Published in 1928.
Read 31802 times on American Poems.
I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain --and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.
I have looked down the saddest city lane.
I have passed by the watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to... (Read full poem)
11. Chasers - written by Carl Sandburg
From Smoke and Steel.
Published in 1922.
Read 1101 times on American Poems.
THE SEA at its worst drives a white foam up,
The same sea sometimes so easy and rocking with green mirrors.
So you were there when the white foam was up
And the salt spatter and the rack and the dulse—
You were done fingering these, and high,... (Read full poem)
12. Artist's Life - written by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Read 735 times on American Poems.
Of all the waltzes the great Strauss wrote,
mad with melody, rhythm--rife
From the very first to the final note,
Give me his "Artist's Life!"
It stirs my blood to my finger ends,
Thrills me and fills me with vague unrest,
And all that is... (Read full poem)
13. The Lost Dancer - written by Jean Toomer
Read 2048 times on American Poems.
Spatial depths of being survive
The birth to death recurrences
Of feet dancing on earth of sand;
Vibrations of the dance survive
The sand; the sand, elect, survives
The dancer. He can find no source
Of magic adequate to bind
The sand upon his... (Read full poem)
14. Preludes - written by T.S. Eliot
From Prufrock and Other Observations.
Published in 1917.
Read 11875 times on American Poems.
I
THE WINTER evening settles down
With smell of steaks in passageways.
Six o’clock.
The burnt-out ends of smoky days.
And now a gusty shower wraps
The grimy scraps
Of withered leaves about your feet
And newspapers from vacant lots;
The showers... (Read full poem)
15. Where It Was At Back Then - written by Anne Sexton
Read 2446 times on American Poems.
Husband,
last night I dreamt
they cut off your hands and feet.
Husband,
you whispered to me,
Now we are both incomplete.
Husband,
I held all four
in my arms like sons and daughters.
Husband,
I bent slowly down
and washed them in magical... (Read full poem)
16. New feet within my garden go - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson.
Published in 1955.
Read 2890 times on American Poems.
New feet within my garden go --
New fingers stir the sod --
A Troubadour upon the Elm
Betrays the solitude.
New children play upon the green --
New Weary sleep below --
And still the pensive Spring returns --
And still the punctual snow!(Read full poem)
17. The Bear - written by Robert Frost
From West-Running Brook.
Published in 1928.
Read 8343 times on American Poems.
The bear puts both arms around the tree above her
And draws it down as if it were a lover
And its choke cherries lips to kiss good-bye,
Then lets it snap back upright in the sky.
Her next step rocks a boulder on the wall
(She's making her... (Read full poem)
18. His Feet are shod with Gauze -- - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson.
Published in 1955.
Read 1385 times on American Poems.
His Feet are shod with Gauze --
His Helmet, is of Gold,
His Breast, a Single Onyx
With Chrysophrase, inlaid.
His Labor is a Chant --
His Idleness -- a Tune --
Oh, for a Bee's experience
Of Clovers, and of Noon!(Read full poem)
19. Last Words - written by Sylvia Plath
From The Collected Poems.
Published in 1961.
Read 6400 times on American Poems.
I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagus
With tigery stripes, and a face on it
Round as the moon, to stare up.
I want to be looking at them when they come
Picking among the dumb minerals, the roots.
I see them already -- the pale,... (Read full poem)
20. Southern Pacific - written by Carl Sandburg
From Cornhuskers.
Published in 1918.
Read 2085 times on American Poems.
HUNTINGTON sleeps in a house six feet long.
Huntington dreams of railroads he built and owned.
Huntington dreams of ten thousand men saying: Yes, sir.
Blithery sleeps in a house six feet long.
Blithery dreams of rails and ties he laid.
Blithery... (Read full poem)
21. Our journey had advanced -- - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson.
Published in 1955.
Read 5590 times on American Poems.
Our journey had advanced --
Our feet were almost come
To that odd Fork in Being's Road --
Eternity -- by Term --
Our pace took sudden awe --
Our feet -- reluctant -- led --
Before -- were Cities -- but Between --
The Forest of the Dead --
Retreat... (Read full poem)
22. The Bather - written by Charles Simic
From AGNI Number 53.
Read 766 times on American Poems.
Where the path to the lake twists out of sight,
A puff of dust, the kind bare feet make running,
Is what I saw in the dying light,
Night swooping down everywhere else.
A low branch heavy with leaves
Swaying momentarily where the shade
Lay thickest,... (Read full poem)
23. Clark Street Bridge - written by Carl Sandburg
From Chicago Poems.
Published in 1912.
Read 2271 times on American Poems.
DUST of the feet
And dust of the wheels,
Wagons and people going,
All day feet and wheels.
Now. . .
. . Only stars and mist
A lonely policeman,
Two cabaret dancers,
Stars and mist again,
No more feet or wheels,
No more dust and wagons.
Voices of... (Read full poem)
24. Who am I? - written by Carl Sandburg
From Chicago Poems.
Read 6334 times on American Poems.
My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of
universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I
reach my hands and play with pebbles of
destiny.
I have been to hell... (Read full poem)
25. On The Keowee - written by Ron Rash
From Raising the Dead.
Published in 2002.
Read 331 times on American Poems.
Three days searchers worked below
rock-leaps her feet had not bridged,
men trolling grabbling hooks through
suck hole and blue hole, bamboo
poles jabbing the backs of falls
before the high sheriff told
her folks there was but one way,
so Jake Poston... (Read full poem)
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