Nature

Ode on Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood by William Wordsworth There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream,

Four Poems for Robin by Gary Snyder I slept under rhododendron

Winter Morning by William Jay Smith All night the wind swept over the house

The Darkling Thrush by Thomas Hardy I leant upon a coppice gate

The River-Merchant's Wife: A Letter by Ezra Pound While my hair was still cut straight across my forehead

October (section I) by Louise Glück Is it winter again, is it cold again,

Song of Nature by Ralph Waldo Emerson Mine are the night and morning,

February: The Boy Breughel by Norman Dubie The birches stand in their beggar's row:

Work Without Hope by Samuel Taylor Coleridge All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair

Naskeag by Alfred Corn Once a day the rocks, with little warning—

Russian Birch by Nathaniel Bellows Is it agony that has bleached them to such beauty? Their stand

For-The-Spirits-Who-Have-Rounded-The-Bend IIVAQSAAT by dg nanouk okpik The seal talked to me with sharp eyes in my dream

The Leaves by Deborah Digges I can bless a death this human, this leaf

Trees by Joyce Kilmer I think that I shall never see

Crossings by Ravi Shankar Between forest and field, a threshold

Two Butterflies went out at Noon— (533) by Emily Dickinson Two Butterflies went out at Noon

Spontaneous Me by Walt Whitman Spontaneous me, Nature

maggie and milly and molly and may by E. E. Cummings maggie and milly and molly and may

Of Many Worlds in This World by Margaret Cavendish Just like as in a nest of boxes round

God's World by Edna St. Vincent Millay O world, I cannot hold thee close enough

In Michael Robins’s class minus one by Bob Hicok At the desk where the boy sat, he sees the Chicago River

Butterfly Catcher by Tina Cane In the Sixties

Pastoral by Jennifer Chang Something in the field is

The Wind and the Moon by George Macdonald Said the Wind to the Moon, "I will blow you out

The Gladness of Nature by William Cullen Bryant Is this a time to be cloudy and sad

Farewell by John Clare Farewell to the bushy clump close to the river

Kentucky River Junction by Wendell Berry Clumsy at first, fitting together

Pied Beauty by Gerard Manley Hopkins Glory be to God for dappled things--

Fish Fucking by Michael Blumenthal

The Noble Nature by Ben Jonson It is not growing like a tree

And the Intrepid Anthurium by Pura López-Colomé Two bumblebees

In a Blue Wood by Richard Levine The couple in Van Gogh's blue wood is walking

Belong To by David Baker See the pair of us

Field by Erin Belieu Field is pause   field is plot   field is red chigger bump where

Poppies on the Wheat by Helen Hunt Jackson Along Ancona's hills the shimmering heat,