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The term "p b shelly poet" has been searched for 454 times on the American Poems site since March 11th, 2005.
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1. What A Writer - written by Charles Bukowski
Read 2566 times on American Poems.
what i liked about e.e. cummings
was that he cut away from
the holiness of the
word
and with charm
and gamble
gave us lines
that sliced through the
dung.
how it was needed!
how we were withering
away
in the old
tired
manner.
of course, then came... (Read full poem)
2. This was a Poet -- It is That - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson.
Published in 1955.
Read 4486 times on American Poems.
This was a Poet -- It is That
Distills amazing sense
From ordinary Meanings --
And Attar so immense
From the familiar species
That perished by the Door --
We wonder it was not Ourselves
Arrested it -- before --
Of Pictures, the Discloser --
The... (Read full poem)
3. Shall I take thee, the Poet said - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson.
Published in 1955.
Read 1428 times on American Poems.
Shall I take thee, the Poet said
To the propounded word?
Be stationed with the Candidates
Till I have finer tried --
The Poet searched Philology
And when about to ring
For the suspended Candidate
There came unsummoned in --
That portion of the... (Read full poem)
4. Let Them Alone - written by Robinson Jeffers
Published in 1963.
Read 1205 times on American Poems.
If God has been good enough to give you a poet
Then listen to him. But for God's sake let him alone until he is dead;
no prizes, no ceremony,
They kill the man. A poet is one who listens
To nature and his own heart; and if the noise of the world... (Read full poem)
5. telling our stories - written by Lucille Clifton
Read 737 times on American Poems.
the fox came every evening to my door
asking for nothing. my fear
trapped me inside, hoping to dismiss her
but she sat till morning, waiting.
at dawn we would, each of us,
rise frm our haunches, look through the glass
then walk away.
did... (Read full poem)
6. A New Poet - written by Linda Pastan
From Heroes In Disguise.
Published in 1991.
Read 930 times on American Poems.
Finding a new poet
is like finding a new wildflower
out in the woods. You don't see
its name in the flower books, and
nobody you tell believes
in its odd color or the way
its leaves grow in splayed rows
down the whole length of the page. In... (Read full poem)
7. Sex With A Famous Poet - written by Denise Duhamel
Read 5032 times on American Poems.
I had sex with a famous poet last night
and when I rolled over and found myself beside him I shuddered
because I was married to someone else,
because I wasn't supposed to have been drinking,
because I was in fancy hotel room
I didn't... (Read full poem)
8. Ai - written by Denise Duhamel
Read 2664 times on American Poems.
There is a chimp named Ai who can count to five.
There's a poet named Ai whose selected poems Vice
just won the National Book Award.
The name "Ai" is pronounced "I"
so that whenever I talk about the poet Ai
such as I'm teaching Ai's... (Read full poem)
9. Elizabeth - written by Edgar Allan Poe
Read 2828 times on American Poems.
Elizabeth, it surely is most fit
[Logic and common usage so commanding]
In thy own book that first thy name be writ,
Zeno and other sages notwithstanding;
And I have other reasons for so doing
Besides my innate love of contradiction;
Each poet... (Read full poem)
10. Old Poets - written by Joyce Kilmer
From Trees and Other Poems.
Published in 1914.
Read 3068 times on American Poems.
(For Robert Cortez Holliday)
If I should live in a forest
And sleep underneath a tree,
No grove of impudent saplings
Would make a home for me.
I'd go where the old oaks gather,
Serene and good and strong,
And they would not sigh and... (Read full poem)
11. To E.T. - written by Robert Frost
From New Hampshire.
Published in 1923.
Read 6968 times on American Poems.
I slumbered with your poems on my breast
Spread open as I dropped them half-read through
Like dove wings on a figure on a tomb
To see, if in a dream they brought of you,
I might not have the chance I missed in life
Through some delay, and... (Read full poem)
12. Wapentake - written by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
From Birds Of Passage.
Read 693 times on American Poems.
To Alfred Tennyson
Poet! I come to touch thy lance with mine;
Not as a knight, who on the listed field
Of tourney touched his adversary's shield
In token of defiance, but in sign
Of homage to the mastery, which is thine,
In English song;... (Read full poem)
13. Daylight and Moonlight - written by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
From Birds Of Passage.
Read 2899 times on American Poems.
In broad daylight, and at noon,
Yesterday I saw the moon
Sailing high, but faint and white,
As a schoolboy's paper kite.
In broad daylight, yesterday,
I read a poet's mystic lay;
And it seemed to me at most
As a phantom, or a... (Read full poem)
14. An Epithet for the Dead Poet - written by Joseph Mayo Wristen
From The Code.
Read 1701 times on American Poems.
The voice of a dead poet
calling out from his grave
asking me to follow his visions.
Once a spirit he is now just
one of the many souls
who have remained here to
be with the living.
His passionate thoughts.
His causes.
The moment in... (Read full poem)
15. To A Poet That Died Young - written by Edna St. Vincent Millay
Read 2706 times on American Poems.
Minstrel, what have you to do
With this man that, after you,
Sharing not your happy fate,
Sat as England's Laureate?
Vainly, in these iron days,
Strives the poet in your praise,
Minstrel, by whose singing side
Beauty walked, until you died.
Still,... (Read full poem)
16. Why I Am Not A Painter - written by Frank O\'Hara
Read 4146 times on American Poems.
I am not a painter, I am a poet.
Why? I think I would rather be
a painter, but I am not. Well,
for instance, Mike Goldberg
is starting a painting. I drop in.
"Sit down and have a drink" he
says. I drink; we drink. I look
up. "You have SARDINES in... (Read full poem)
18. Poem (Halleck monument dedication) - written by Oliver Wendell Holmes
Read 371 times on American Poems.
SAY not the Poet dies!
Though in the dust he lies,
He cannot forfeit his melodious breath,
Unsphered by envious death!
Life drops the voiceless myriads from its roll;
Their fate he cannot share,
Who, in the enchanted air
Sweet with the... (Read full poem)
19. America, America! - written by Delmore Schwartz
Published in 1954.
Read 1693 times on American Poems.
I am a poet of the Hudson River and the heights above it,
the lights, the stars, and the bridges
I am also by self-appointment the laureate of the Atlantic
-of the peoples' hearts, crossing it
to new... (Read full poem)
20. The Poet - written by Delmore Schwartz
Published in 1954.
Read 1669 times on American Poems.
The riches of the poet are equal to his poetry
His power is his left hand
It is idle weak and precious
His poverty is his wealth, a wealth which may destroy him
like Midas Because it is that laziness which is a form of impatience
And this... (Read full poem)
21. Big Hair - written by David Lehman
Read 4678 times on American Poems.
Ithaca, October 1993: Jorie went on a lingerie
tear, wanting to look like a moll
in a Chandler novel. Dinner, consisting of three parts gin
and one part lime juice cordial, was a prelude to her hair.
There are, she said, poems that can be written... (Read full poem)
23. The Elves - written by Denise Levertov
Read 600 times on American Poems.
Elves are no smaller
than men, and walk
as men do, in this world,
but with more grace than most,
and are not immortal.
Their beauty sets them aside
from other men and from women
unless a woman has that cold fire in her
called poet: with... (Read full poem)
24. FOREWARD, is 5 - written by e.e. cummings
Read 7394 times on American Poems.
F O R E W A R D
On the assumption that my technique is either complicated or original
or both, the publishers have politely requested me to write an intro-
duction to this book.
At least my theory of technique, if I have one, is very far... (Read full poem)
25. To Kathleen - written by Edna St. Vincent Millay
From A Few Figs From Thistles.
Published in 1921.
Read 2168 times on American Poems.
STILL must the poet as of old,
In barren attic bleak and cold,
Starve, freeze, and fashion verses to
Such things as flowers and song and you;
Still as of old his being give
In Beauty's name, while she may live,
Beauty that may not die as long... (Read full poem)
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