my father moved through dooms of love by E. E. Cummings - Poems | Academy of American Poets
little tree] little tree. little silent Christmas tree. you are so little. you are more like a flower ... singing each new leaf out of each tree. (and every child was sure that spring. danced when she heard my father sing) ...
Wartime Christmas by Joyce Kilmer - Poems | Academy of American Poets
Trees I think that I shall never see. A poem lovely as a tree. ... A tree that may in summer wear A nest of robins in her hair; ... A tree that looks at God all day,. And lifts her leafy arms to pray; ... A tree whose hungry mouth is prest. Against the earths sweet flowing breast; ... Pink and silver gardens and broad kind trees, And fountains scattering rainbows at the whim of a breeze, Fragrance, mirth and ...
To Winter by William Blake - Poems | Academy of American Poets
A Poison Tree I was angry with my friend:. I told my wrath, my wrath did end.. I was angry with my foe:. I told it not, my ... he saw a tree filled with angels. ...
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Dreams | Academy of American Poets
The deepest-rooted dream of a tree is to walk. Even just a little ways, from the place next to the doorway-. To the edge of the ... Nor can they hear the singing of trees when they are fed by. Wind, or water music-. Or hear their cries of anguish when they ... Now I am a woman longing to be a tree, planted in a moist, dark earth. Between sunrise and sunset- ... Some humans say trees are not sentient beings,. But they do not understand poetry- ...
Post Impressions (VI) by E. E. Cummings - Poems | Academy of American Poets
little tree] little tree. little silent Christmas tree. you are so little. you are more like a flower ...
Claudia's Favorites | Academy of American Poets
The deepest-rooted dream of a tree is to walk. Even just a little ways, from the place next to the doorway-. To the edge of the ... Nor can they hear the singing of trees when they are fed by. Wind, or water music-. Or hear their cries of anguish when they ... I looked at all the trees and didnt know what to do. A box made out of leaves. What else was in the woods? A heart, closing. ... Now I am a woman longing to be a tree, planted in a moist, dark earth. Between sunrise and sunset- ...
Amores (VI) by E. E. Cummings - Poems | Academy of American Poets
little tree] little tree. little silent Christmas tree. you are so little. you are more like a flower ... into the smiting sky tense with blend ing the tree leaps a stiffened exquisite i wait the sweet annihilation of swift flesh i ...
The Rules by Leila Chatti - Poems | Academy of American Poets
The Tree of Knowledge The hastily assembled angel saw One thing was like another thing and that Thing like another everything ... they do in the trees. If this poem is in summer, punctuating the blue-forgive me, ... the leaves are just giving up, turning brown, falling off the trees, ...
https://meet.google.com/qin-vizs-uon | Academy of American Poets
These things he plants who plants a tree.. What does he plant who plants a tree?. He plants, in sap and leaf and wood,. In love ... These things he plants who plants a tree.. What does he plant who plants a tree?. He plants cool shade and tender rain,. And ... What does he plant who plants a tree?. He plants a friend of sun and sky;. He plants the flag of breezes free;. The shaft of ...
Slip by Linda Gregerson - Poems | Academy of American Poets
When Nothing But Tree can be seen in the tree though the dogs. unmistakably indicate, when clearly ...
Poems Curated by Kaveh Akbar | Academy of American Poets
Behold that Tree, in Autumns dim decay, Stript by the frequent, chill, and eddying Wind; Where yet some yellow, lonely leaves ... Maybe like Gabriel cutting that starry celebrity deal for a most dubious conception in the desert, near a fig tree, no proper ... out of his tree toward the end, so went the parlance. Wasnt he always late-Give them back, Weirdo!-with those brilliant papers ...
misc | Academy of American Poets
Out there is a tree. whose roots the river has washed so often. the tree stretches beyond itself, its spirit. like mine, ... hanging in trees or filled. with bullet holes. never hear my sisters say. white folks hair stinks. dont trust any of them. ... the trees are the color of champagne and I remember-. There are things I like about heartbreak, too, how it needs. a good ... roots of trees and sometimes climbed up. high inside a thick magnolia, where I. refused to answer when my name was. called. I ...
Teach This Poem | Academy of American Poets
The oak tree says to eat. only fruits and vegetables;. the pine says to eat all the stirring things.. My neighbor left long ago ... the cherry tree, the tea party,. the amber waves of grain,. the "masses yearning to be free". liberty and justice for all, ... The trees alongside the fence. bear fruit, the limbs and leaves speeches. to you and me. They promise to give the world. back ... Yet the peach tree still rises. & falls with fruit & without. birds eat it the sparrows fight. our desert ...
Exit Strategy by Kazim Ali - Poems | Academy of American Poets
Trees turn autumnal. Ought one turn to know. Where unfolds eyrie or kyrie ...
The Mark (audio only) by Louise Bogan - Poems | Academy of American Poets
Trees make a long shadow And a light sound.. Louise Bogan. 1923 ...
Good Poems | Academy of American Poets
Wind through the trees. Water under the bridge. Kindness. LOL, says the world. These things take time, says. the Office of ... when by now and tree by leaf. she laughed his joy she cried his grief. bird by snow and stir by still. anyones any was all to ... a thing that is like a branch: part of a tree. (balsam or spruce) emerging. and, to the right, halfway up. what ought to be a ...
Mahogany by Vanessa Jimenez Gabb - Poems | Academy of American Poets
The mahogany tree and its crown Large shining leaves Rustling between the rivers My daughter emerges on the year ...
At Melville's Tomb by Hart Crane - Poems | Academy of American Poets
On trees that seem dancing. In delirium;. Then the moon. In a mad orange flare ...
bible belted: math by Quraysh Ali Lansana - Poems | Academy of American Poets
behind nervous trees. outer room. screen door grime. a porous portal. paneling drips. frantic carpet ...
Endymion, Book I, [A thing of beauty is a joy for ever] by John Keats - Poems | Academy of American Poets
Trees old and young, sprouting a shady boon For simple sheep; and such are daffodils With the green world they live in; and ... Bushes and trees do lean all round athwart, And meet so nearly, that with wings outraught, And spreaded tail, a vulture could ... For one short hour; no, even as the trees That whisper round a temple become soon Dear as the temples self, so does the moon, ... The fair-grown yew tree, for a chosen bow: And, when the pleasant sun is getting low, Again Ill linger in a sloping mead To ...
Friends with No Benefits by Megan Fernandes - Poems | Academy of American Poets
slowly stripping tree.. Me, hanging photos on a wall,. including one of you. receiving, like a priestess,. your lovers ... your little spine will become a maple tree.. The orchids, posing like eavesdroppers-. they will make you their Queen.. We will ... Look to the cashew trees.. Remember the wild orchids in the New England wood?. Their veiny leaves and cuticles fresh with ...
River Roads by Carl Sandburg - Poems | Academy of American Poets
River Roads - Let the crows go by hawking their caw and caw.
Toro by Sarah Gambito - Poems | Academy of American Poets
Of jasper things in trees. He wears an engagement ring. I am shivery, full of V-8. He drinks too much and cheats all the time. ...
Stirred Up By Rain by Chase Twichell - Poems | Academy of American Poets
Their hindquarters still trees.. No words to explain or contain it.. You cant translate something. that was never in a ... of the woods, hindquarters still trees.. Downstairs in dreams I look. directly into their man-eyes,. which are opaque, ... Tree shadows lie down in the field.. Clipped to a grass blades underside, ...
spring 2018 | Academy of American Poets
"Trams and dusty trees.. Highbury bore me. Richmond and Kew. Undid me. By Richmond I raised my knees. Supine on the floor of a ... And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief,. And the dry stone no sound of water. Only There is shadow under ... Where the hermit-thrush sings in the pine trees. Drip drop drip drop drop drop drop. But there is no water ...
Queer | Academy of American Poets
the forest for brittle cicada skins abandoned on trees. husks present differently now. a pair of nylons caught in the thicket, ... They broke their backs lifting Moloch to Heaven! Pavements, trees, radios, tons! lifting the city to Heaven which exists and is ... if you saw me in the trees, played out, scattered to the undergrowth. I took a life ... Peyote solidities of halls, backyard green tree cemetery dawns, wine drunkenness over the rooftops, storefront boroughs of ...
Caribbean American Heritage Month: Poems for Kids | Academy of American Poets
And suddenly you was talking trees.... "Dirt" by Kwame Dawes. We who gave, owned nothing.... read the lesson plan ...
Tired by Fenton Johnson - Poems | Academy of American Poets
Leaves plucked from the maple trees;. On a couch as green as moss. And a bed as soft as down. I shall sleep and dream my dream ...
About Stanley Kunitz | Academy of American Poets
The Testing-Tree (Little, Brown and Co., 1971); and Selected Poems, 1928-1958 (Little, Brown and Co., 1958), which won the ...