Plant Poems

Plant Poems

The Lost Atlantis, by Edith Willis Linn Forbes

Fair Atlantis, peerless country,
Lulled with...

A May Evening, by Edith Willis Linn Forbes

A star that glimmers in the far-off gray
Of ev...

Nameless, by Edith Willis Linn Forbes

She came, a spirit fresh from God.
This tiny ...

A New Hampshire Pond, by Edith Willis Linn Forbes

Bordered by birches white and tall,
And pines...

Night-Blooming Cereus, by Edith Willis Linn Forbes

Bride of the Night, clad in such fitting robes...

November, by Edith Willis Linn Forbes

Lush summer had her lavish treasure hurled
On ...

Pan in Wall Street, by Edmund Clarence Stedman

Just where the Treasury's marble front
Looks o...

Go, Lovely Rose, by Edmund Waller

Go, lovely Rose--
Tell her that wastes her ti...

The Bluebird, by Edna Dean Proctor

I am so blithe and glad today!
At morn I heard...

The Mississippi, by Edna Dean Proctor

Down the silent Mississippi, with his saintly ...

A Summer Day, by Edna Dean Proctor

O for a summer day when time was young
And o'e...

The Tryst by the Grand Canyon, by Edna Dean Proctor

A realm of dreams is that sublimest chasm
Clef...

The Altars of Love's Sacred Grove, by Edna St. Vincent Millay

I We talk of taxes, and I call you friend;
...

Elegy Before Death, by Edna St. Vincent Millay

There will be rose and rhododendron
When you a...

The Poet and His Book, by Edna St. Vincent Millay

Down, you mongrel, Death!
Back into your ken...

Spring, by Edna St. Vincent Millay

To what purpose, April, do you return again?
...

The Suicide, by Edna St. Vincent Millay

"Curse thee, Life, I will live with thee no m...

Three Songs of Shattering, by Edna St. Vincent Millay

I The first rose on my rose-tree
Budded, blo...

To the Not Impossible Him, by Edna St. Vincent Millay

How shall I know, unless I go
To Cairo and Ca...

Weeds, by Edna St. Vincent Millay

White with daisies and red with sorrel
And emp...

To Cincinnati, by Edward A. M'Laughlin

City of gardens, verdant parks, sweet bowers;...

An Arizona Cactus, by Edward Robeson Taylor

The burning sun has scorched the rainless groun...

Cleopatra, by Edward Robeson Taylor

AFTER ALBERT SAMAIN Upon the tower's battlemen...

In Time of Autumn, by Edward Robeson Taylor

I do remember in the Long Ago
How flamed the m...

Theseus and Ariadne, by Edward Robeson Taylor

Within the labyrinth's depths the Minotaur,
S...