Sand Martins, by Jean Ingelow
I passed an inland-cliff precipitate;
From ti...
Animal Poems
Shudders of Flowers, by Jean Lahor
IN summer eves the flowers have languors of
Wo...
A Spring Morning, by Jean Lahor
THE crimson morning dazzled me mine eyes,
Thi...
The Investiture, by Jean Moréas
WE will walk by the grating of the park,
When...
The Ruffian, by Jean Moréas
IN the splendid casket of its scarlet lining
H...
Voices Returning, by Jean Moréas
VOICES returning, cradle us, cradling voices:...
California, by Joaquin Miller
I stand beside the mobile sea;
And sails are ...
The Battle Flag at Shenandoah, by Joaquin Miller
The tented field wore a wrinkled frown,
And t...
The Defense of the Alamo, by Joaquin Miller
Santa Anna came storming, as a storm might com...
The Plains of Arizona, by Joaquin Miller
THOU white and dried-up sea! So old!
So strewn...
Christmas Morning, by Jody Azzouni
Originally appeared in Voices International
Vo...
Kill a Rabbit, by Jody Azzouni
Originally appeared in the APA's Newsletter on ...
Odin Gets to See It All, by Jody Azzouni
Originally appeared in California Quarterly
Sp...
Kiss I, by Johannes Secundus
When young Ascanius, by the Queen of Love,
W...
Kiss III, by Johannes Secundus
"One Kiss, enchanting Maid!" (I cry'd; )--
On...
Kiss VI, by Johannes Secundus
Two Thousand Kisses of the sweetest kind,
'Tw...
Kiss VII, by Johannes Secundus
Kisses told by Hundreds o'er!
Thousands told b...
Kiss VIII, by Johannes Secundus
Ah! What ungovern'd rage, declare,
Neæ...
Kiss IX, by Johannes Secundus
Cease thy sweet, thy balmy Kisses;
Cease thy...
Kiss XIV, by Johannes Secundus
Those tempting lips of scarlet glow,
Why pout...
Kiss XVIII, by Johannes Secundus
When Cytherea first beheld
Those lips with rub...
Kiss XIX, by Johannes Secundus
Why wing your flight, ye bees! From flow'r to ...
The Lost Atlantis, by John Alexander Joyce
The night of ages is passing away,
Yet the da...
In Bohemia, by John Boyle O'Reilly
I'd rather live in Bohemia than in any other la...
Love, and Be Wise, by John Boyle O'Reilly
Not on the word alone
Let love depend;
Neith...