Aunt Helen, by T. S. Eliot
Miss Helen Slingsby was my maiden aunt,
And l...
Parrot Poems
Portrait of a Lady, by T. S. Eliot
Thou hast committed--
Fornication: but that wa...
Locksley Hall, by Alfred Tennyson
Comrades, leave me here a little, while as ye...
The Revival, by Alfred Tennyson
1 A touch, a kiss! The charm was snapt.
The...
Ode XIV, by Hafez
The nightingale with drops of his heart's blood...
Pronounced Fantasy, by Maxwell Bodenheim
A negro girl with skin
As black as a psychic t...
Duval's Birds, by Conrad Aiken
The parrot, screeching, flew out into the dar...
Amsterdam, by Francis Jammes
THE pointed houses lean so you would swear
Tha...
Florida Scenes and Sports, by Isaac McLellan
Here in my Northern home I love to muse,
Fair...
Civilized Sacrifice, by Walter Bargen
From Remedies for Vertigo I have climbed the b...