| One Art The art of losing isn't hard to master; |
| Loving and Beloved There never yet was honest man |
| Never give all the heart Never give all the heart, for love |
| What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why (Sonnet XLIII) What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why, |
| I Am Not Yours I am not yours, not lost in you |
| Love's Secret Never seek to tell thy love |
| Caboose Thoughts It's going to come out all right—do you know |
| He would not stay for me, and who can wonder He would not stay for me, and who can wonder |
| The More Loving One Looking up at the stars, I know quite well |
| Be Near Me Be near me now |
| I Do Not Love Thee I do not love thee!—no! I do not love thee |
| Talking to Patrizia Patrizia doesn't want to |
| Witch-Wife She is neither pink nor pale, |
| Enemies The thing about entertaining them |
| Anna, Thy Charms Anna, thy charms my bosom fire |
| A Love Song What have I to say to you |
| To His Coy Love I pray thee, leave, love me no more |
| Dregs This afternoon it is raining, as never before; and I |
| The Barrier I must not gaze at them although |
| Last Words to Miriam Yours is the shame and sorrow |
| The Peace That So Lovingly Descends "You" have transformed into "my loss" |
| What Do I Care What do I care, in the dreams and the languor of spring |
| Opal You are ice and fire, |
| Sonnet 12 [Alas, so all things now do hold their peace] Alas, so all things now do hold their peace |
| Sonnet 102 [If no love is, O God, what fele I so?] If no love is, O God, what fele I so |
| How Much? How much do you love me, a million bushels |
| Poetry Anonymous Do not fall in love with a poet |
| The Heart Breaking It gave a piteous groan, and so it broke |
| I have lived in your face I have lived in your face |
| Whoever You Are Holding Me Now in Hand Whoever you are, holding me now in hand |
| I know I am but summer to your heart (Sonnet XXVII) I know I am but summer to your heart |
| Song of Myself, XI Twenty-eight young men bathe by the shore |
| Pericardium Am I not alone, as I thought I was, as I thought |
| Our Bed Is Also Green Please speak to me only of the present |
| Demon and The Dove The psychotherapist has a sad dove |
| Designer Kisses I'm glum about your sportive flesh in the empire of blab |
| I'm A Fool To Love You Some folks will tell you the blues is a woman, |
| Red and Blue Planets What we're drawn to is proof enough |
| To A Sea-Cliff |
| [I Failed Him and He Failed Me] I failed him and he failed me |
| This Deepening Takes Place Again What if everything |
| Love We go back to our house. We are lovers |
| Amorosa Erranza |
| Passer Mortuus Est Death devours all lovely things |
| My Love Sent Me a List O my Love sent me a lusty list |
| Sometimes with One I Love Sometimes with one I love I fill myself with rage for fear I |
| Love in Fantastique Triumph satt Love in Fantastique Triumph satt |
| They Romp with Wooly Canines and spy whole lifetimes on the undersides of leaves |
| Not that you are unloved |