| Leda, After the Swan Perhaps, / in the exaggerated grace |
| The Windhover Caught this morning morning's minion, king- |
| To a Waterfowl Whither, 'midst falling dew |
| Sympathy I know what the caged bird feels, alas! |
| The Rime of the Ancient Mariner It is an ancient mariner |
| Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird Among twenty snowy mountains, |
| If the Owl Calls Again |
| My Mother Would Be a Falconress My mother would be a falconress, |
| The Raven Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, |
| Last Night I Dreamed of Chickens Last night I dreamed of chickens, |
| Leda and the Swan A sudden blow: the great wings beating still |
| The Darkling Thrush I leant upon a coppice gate |
| Evening Hawk From plane of light to plane, wings dipping through |
| The Starlings Late one afternoon in October |
| Birdcall Tuwee, calls a bird near the house |
| Birds Appearing In A Dream One had feathers like a blood-streaked koi |
| I am Like a Desert Owl, an Owl Among the Ruins The alpha You. The omega You |
| Birds Again A secret came a week ago though I already |
| Darwin's Finches My mother always called it a nest |
| The Scarlet Ibis, Section VII Once, I got lost |
| Littlefoot, 19, [This is the bird hour] This is the bird hour, peony blossoms falling bigger than wren hearts |
| Hope is the thing with feathers (254) Hope is the thing with feathers |
| The Eagle He clasps the crag with crooked hands |
| Home to Roost The chickens |
| Poet as Immortal Bird A second ago my heart thump went |
| The Heron I am always watching |
| Ode to a Nightingale My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains |
| The Blue heron is gray, not blue, but great enough |
| The Parakeets They talk all day |
| Let Birds Eight deer on the slope |
| To a Skylark Hail to thee, blithe Spirit |
| In Flight The Himalayan legend says |
| Tender Buttons [Chicken] Pheasant and chicken, chicken is a peculiar third |
| Hummingbird What with foresight and dancing |
| A Bird came down the Walk (328) A Bird came down the Walk |
| The Yellow Bittern (An Bunnan Bui) The yellow bittern that never broke out |