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The term "palm trees" has been searched for 180 times on the American Poems site since March 23rd, 2004.
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1. The Sudden Light And The Trees - written by Stephen Dunn
From Stephen Dunn -- New and Selected Poems 1974 - 1994.
Read 1193 times on American Poems.
My neighbor was a biker, a pusher, a dog
and wife beater.
In bad dreams I killed him
and once, in the consequential light of day,
I called the Humane Society
about Blue, his dog. They took her away
and I readied myself, a baseball bat
inside my... (Read full poem)
2. The Gift - written by Li-Young Lee
From Rose.
Published in 1986.
Read 3188 times on American Poems.
To pull the metal splinter from my palm
my father recited a story in a low voice.
I watched his lovely face and not the blade.
Before the story ended, he'd removed
the iron sliver I thought I'd die from.
I can't remember the tale,
but... (Read full poem)
3. A High-Toned Old Christian Woman - written by Wallace Stevens
Read 3180 times on American Poems.
Poetry is the supreme fiction, madame.
Take the moral law and make a nave of it
And from the nave build haunted heaven. Thus,
The conscience is converted into palms,
Like windy citherns hankering for hymns.
We agree in principle. That's clear. But... (Read full poem)
4. Ornithology for Beginners - written by Dorothy Parker
From Death and Taxes.
Published in 1931.
Read 4200 times on American Poems.
The bird that feeds from off my palm
Is sleek, affectionate, and calm,
But double, to me, is worth the thrush
A-flickering in the elder-bush.(Read full poem)
5. Archibald's Example - written by Edwin Arlington Robinson
Read 1578 times on American Poems.
Old Archibald, in his eternal chair,
Where trespassers, whatever their degree,
Were soon frowned out again, was looking off
Across the clover when he said to me:
“My green hill yonder, where the sun goes down
Without a scratch, was once... (Read full poem)
6. City Trees - written by Edna St. Vincent Millay
Read 4866 times on American Poems.
The trees along this city street,
Save for the traffic and the trains,
Would make a sound as thin and sweet
As trees in country lanes.
And people standing in their shade
Out of a shower, undoubtedly
Would hear such music as is made
Upon a country... (Read full poem)
7. Slant - written by Stephen Dunn
Read 924 times on American Poems.
Yesterday, for a long while,
the early morning sunlight
in the trees was sufficient,
replaced by a hello
from a long-limbed woman
pedaling her bike,
whereupon the wind came up,
dispersing the mosquitoes.
Blessings, all.
I'd come so far, it... (Read full poem)
8. Lorena - written by Lucille Clifton
Read 538 times on American Poems.
it lay in my palm soft and trembled
as a new bird and i thought about
authority and how it always insisted
on itself, how it was master
of the man, how it measured him, never
was ignored or denied, and how it promised
there would be sweetness... (Read full poem)
9. The Space Heater - written by Sharon Olds
From The New Yorker.
Read 1359 times on American Poems.
On the then-below-zero day, it was on,
near the patients' chair, the old heater
kept by the analyst's couch, at the end,
like the infant's headstone that was added near the foot
of my father's grave. And it was hot, with the almost
laughing satire... (Read full poem)
10. The Sound of the Trees - written by Robert Frost
From Mountain Interval.
Published in 1916.
Read 13478 times on American Poems.
I wonder about the trees.
Why do we wish to bear
Forever the noise of these
More than another noise
So close to our dwelling place?
We suffer them by the day
Till we lose all measure of pace,
And fixity in our joys,
And acquire a listening... (Read full poem)
11. The Last Mowing - written by Robert Frost
From West-Running Brook.
Published in 1928.
Read 4267 times on American Poems.
There's a place called Far-away Meadow
We never shall mow in again,
Or such is the talk at the farmhouse:
The meadow is finished with men.
Then now is the chance for the flowers
That can't stand mowers and plowers.
It must be now, through, in... (Read full poem)
13. Sudden Things - written by Donald Hall
Read 1457 times on American Poems.
A storm was coming, that was why it was dark. The wind was blowing the fronds of the palm trees off. They were maples. I looked out the window across the big lawn. The house was huge, full of children and old people. The lion was loose. Either... (Read full poem)
14. Winter Trees - written by William Carlos Williams
From Sour Grapes: A Book of Poems.
Published in 1921.
Read 6394 times on American Poems.
All the complicated details
of the attiring and
the disattiring are completed!
A liquid moon
moves gently among
the long branches.
Thus having prepared their buds
against a sure winter
the wise trees
stand sleeping in the cold.(Read full poem)
15. Talk not to me of Summer Trees - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson.
Published in 1955.
Read 1528 times on American Poems.
Talk not to me of Summer Trees
The foliage of the mind
A Tabernacle is for Birds
Of no corporeal kind
And winds do go that way at noon
To their Ethereal Homes
Whose Bugles call the least of us
To undepicted Realms(Read full poem)
16. The House Of Dust: Part 03: 11: Conversation: Undertones - written by Conrad Aiken
From The House of Dust.
Published in 1917.
Read 950 times on American Poems.
What shall we talk of? Li Po? Hokusai?
You narrow your long dark eyes to fascinate me;
You smile a little. . . .Outside, the night goes by.
I walk alone in a forest of ghostly trees . . .
Your pale hands rest palm downwards on your knees.
'These... (Read full poem)
17. Civilization -- spurns -- the Leopard! - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson.
Published in 1955.
Read 2343 times on American Poems.
Civilization -- spurns -- the Leopard!
Was the Leopard -- bold?
Deserts -- never rebuked her Satin --
Ethiop -- her Gold --
Tawny -- her Customs --
She was Conscious --
Spotted -- her Dun Gown --
This was the Leopard's nature -- Signor --
Need -- a... (Read full poem)
18. As Adam, Early in the Morning. - written by Walt Whitman
From Leaves of Grass.
Published in 1900.
Read 3319 times on American Poems.
AS Adam, early in the morning,
Walking forth from the bower, refresh’d with sleep;
Behold me where I pass—hear my voice—approach,
Touch me—touch the palm of your hand to my Body as I pass;
Be not afraid of my Body. 5(Read full poem)
20. Four Trees -- upon a solitary Acre -- - written by Emily Dickinson
From Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson.
Published in 1955.
Read 2332 times on American Poems.
Four Trees -- upon a solitary Acre --
Without Design
Or Order, or Apparent Action --
Maintain --
The Sun -- upon a Morning meets them --
The Wind --
No nearer Neighbor -- have they --
But God --
The Acre gives them -- Place --
They -- Him --... (Read full poem)
21. The Way Of The Coventicle Of The Trees - written by Hayden Carruth
Read 866 times on American Poems.
Just yesterday afternoon I heard a man
Say he lived in a house with no windows
The door of which was locked on the outside.
This was at a party in New York, New York.
A deep Oriental type, I said to myself,
One of them indescribable Tebootans... (Read full poem)
22. With No Experience In Such Matters - written by Stephen Dunn
From Stephen Dunn -- New and Selected Poems 1974 - 1994.
Read 1168 times on American Poems.
To hold a damaged sparrow
under water until you feel it die
is to know a small something
about the mind; how, for example,
it blames the cat for the original crime,
how it wants praise for its better side.
And yet it's as human
as pulling the plug... (Read full poem)
23. Love And Death - written by Sara Teasdale
Read 3459 times on American Poems.
Shall we, too, rise forgetful from our sleep,
And shall my soul that lies within your hand
Remember nothing, as the blowing sand
Forgets the palm where long blue shadows creep
When winds along the darkened desert sweep?
Or would it still remember,... (Read full poem)
24. The September Gale - written by Oliver Wendell Holmes
Read 577 times on American Poems.
I'M not a chicken; I have seen
Full many a chill September,
And though I was a youngster then,
That gale I well remember;
The day before, my kite-string snapped,
And I, my kite pursuing,
The wind whisked off my palm-leaf hat;
For me... (Read full poem)
25. Nomad Exquisite - written by Wallace Stevens
Read 1070 times on American Poems.
As the immense dew of Florida
Brings forth
The big-finned palm
And green vine angering for life,
As the immense dew of Florida
Brings forth hymn and hymn
From the beholder,
Beholding all these green sides
And gold sides of green sides,
And blessed... (Read full poem)
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