Fly Poems

Fly Poems

Kiss XIX, by Johannes Secundus

Why wing your flight, ye bees! From flow'r to ...

Love, and Be Wise, by John Boyle O'Reilly

Not on the word alone
Let love depend;
Neith...

The Canonization, by John Donne

For Godsake hold your tongue, and let me love,...

Sweet William's Farewell to Black-Eyed Susan, by John Gay

All in the Downs the fleet was moored,
The st...

Father Pumpkin; or, Always in Luck, by John Godfrey Saxe

AN ARABIAN TALE I In Cairo once there dwelt a...

The Witch's Daughter, by John Greenleaf Whittier

It was the pleasant harvest time,
When cellar...

Return, by John Wilmot

Absent from thee, I languish still;
Then ask...

Odyssey, by Joshua Elliott

1. Paperback Byron Walking on beauty
There yo...

Said the Rose, by Joyce Kilmer

No flower hath so fair a face as this pale love...

Oh! City of the World, by Judah Ha-Levi

Oh! City of world, most chastely fair;
In th...

Tenebrous, by Julia Gibson

Wading through the misty lamp-lit streets
I st...

Cloud-Eye, by Katherine Gallagher

The sting in a limbering spring day
foreshadow...

Fisher of Stars, by Lew Sarett

My wild blood leaped as I watched the falling s...

Thunderdrums, by Lew Sarett

An Indian War-medicine Dance I. THE DRUMMERS S...

The Prisoner of Chillon, by Lord Byron

My hair is grey, but not with years,
Nor gre...

Atomic Motions, by Lucretius

Now come: I will untangle for thy steps
Now by...

Confutation of Other Philosophers, by Lucretius

And on such grounds it is that those who held
...

Infinite Worlds, by Lucretius

Once more, we all from seed celestial spring, ...

The Infinity of the Universe, by Lucretius

Now learn of what remains! More keenly hear!
A...

No Single Thing Abides, by Lucretius

I No single thing abides; but all things flow....

The Soul Is Mortal, by Lucretius

Now come: that thou mayst able be to know
That...

The Void, by Lucretius

But yet creation's neither crammed nor blocked
...

A Pair of Small Ears, by Maggie Sawkins

From The Zig Zag Woman (Two Ravens Press) I ha...

Three Spectra, by Marjorie Allen Seiffert

Of Mrs. X You--
Too well fed for rebellion,
...

Be Sure Sin Will Find You Out, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman

Do you think, oh shrewd deceiver,
Because yo...