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Poems found:
Spleen by Charles Baudelaire
February, peeved at Paris, pours
The Fountain of Blood by Charles Baudelaire
A fountain's pulsing sobs--like this my blood
Voyage to Cythera by Charles Baudelaire
Free as a bird and joyfully my heart
Gladdening by Jessie Haas
Feed them some small treat.
For K. J., Leaving and Coming Back by Marilyn Hacker
August First: it was a year ago
Iva's Pantoum by Marilyn Hacker
We pace each other for a long time.
Morning News by Marilyn Hacker
Spring wafts up the smell of bus exhaust, of bread
The Woman I Love by Hafiz
Because the Woman I love lives
The Phoenix by Hafiz
My phoenix long ago secured
See How the Roses Burn! by Hafiz
See how the roses burn
Cycle of Sounds by Susan Hahn
Hickory, dickory, dock--
The Scarlet Ibis, Section VII by Susan Hahn
Once, I got lost
If the Owl Calls Again by John Haines
Mary's Lamb by Sarah Josepha Hale
Mary had a little lamb,
Affirmation by Donald Hall
To grow old is to lose everything.
White Apples by Donald Hall
when my father had been dead a week
Safe Sex by Donald Hall
If he and she do not know each other, and feel confident
The Painted Bed by Donald Hall
Even when I danced erect
Tubes by Donald Hall
"Up, down, good, bad," said
Gold by Donald Hall
Pale gold of the walls, gold
Ox Cart Man by Donald Hall
In October of the year
Poem for the Wheat Penny (1909-1958) by Judith Hall
O beautiful
Psalm by Judith Hall
Trust the flutes in their lament between a woman and a man
Aerialist by Victoria Hallerman
Her life is the wire
Journey's End by Jónas Hallgrímsson
The star of love
The Escape by Mark Halperin
Amused when she asks, is your wife Jewish? and,
Discourse by Forrest Hamer
And I said to him, we are continuous
The Orchid Flower by Sam Hamill
Just as I wonder
Work by Saskia Hamilton
You were hired by the tools in the box and set to work.
Inside by Saskia Hamilton
No one to hear but records for the broken player
The Song in the Dream by Saskia Hamilton
The song itself had hinges. The clasp on the eighteenth-century Bible
An Evening Thought: Salvation by Christ, with Penetential Cries by Jupitor Hammon
Salvation comes by Christ alone,
An Address to Miss Phillis Wheatley by Jupitor Hammon
O come you pious youth! adore
Fallen Apples by Tom Hansen
Wasps at work in the soft
Night on the Great River [three translations] by Meng Hao-jan
Steering my little boat towards a misty islet,
At Lumen-Empty Monastery, Visiting the Hermitage of Master Jung, My Departed Friend by Meng Hao-jan
The blue-lotus roof standing beside a pond,
Mosquito by Myronn Hardy
She visits me when the lights are out,
The Voice by Thomas Hardy
Woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me,
The Ruined Maid by Thomas Hardy
"O 'Melia, my dear, this does everything crown!
How Great My Grief by Thomas Hardy
How great my grief, my joys how few
The Darkling Thrush by Thomas Hardy
I leant upon a coppice gate
The Man He Killed by Thomas Hardy
"Had he and I but met
At the Entering of the New Year by Thomas Hardy
Our songs went up and out the chimney
The Convergence of the Twain by Thomas Hardy
In a solitude of the sea
Channel Firing by Thomas Hardy
That night your great guns, unawares,
The Subalterns by Thomas Hardy
Afterwards by Thomas Hardy
When the Present has latched its postern behind my
Hap by Thomas Hardy
If but some vengeful god would call to me
The Oxen by Thomas Hardy
Christmas Eve, and twelve of the clock
The Going by Thomas Hardy
Why did you give no hint that night
Deer Dancer by Joy Harjo
Nearly everyone had left that bar in the middle of winter except the
Equinox by Joy Harjo
I must keep from breaking into the story by force
Bible Defence of Slavery by Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
Take sackcloth of the darkest dye
The Slave Mother by Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
Heard you that shriek? It rose
Learning to Read by Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
Very soon the Yankee teachers
Songs for the People by Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
Let me make the songs for the people,
Bury Me in a Free Land by Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
Make me a grave where'er you will,
American History by Michael S. Harper
Those four black girls blown up
Shaking the Grass by Janice N. Harrington
Evening, and all my ghosts come back to me
The Discipline of Craft, Easter Morning by Judith Harris
No use going hunting for angels
Birds Again by Jim Harrison
A secret came a week ago though I already
Long Distance II by Tony Harrison
Though my mother was already two years dead
Fascination by Charles O. Hartman
He buys a glass mask; now under the water he can see
Introduction to the World by Matthea Harvey
For the time being
I May After Leaving You Walk Quickly or Even Run by Matthea Harvey
Rain fell in a post-romantic way
Strawberry on the Drawbridge by Matthea Harvey
I tried eating one there on the bridge’s fault line
Patsy Sees a Ghost by Lola Haskins
I'm crossing the river where it narrows,
Mary's Duties by Lola Haskins
He is rid away to the tenant farms
Heroic Simile by Robert Hass
When the swordsman fell in Kurosawa's Seven Samurai
Slow Waltz Through Inflatable Landscape by Christian Hawkey
At the time of his seeing a hole opened
Hour with One Hand Inserted in a Time of War by Christian Hawkey
We dug with our hands & hand shovels
Those Winter Sundays by Robert Hayden
Sundays too my father got up early
[American Journal] by Robert Hayden
here among them the americans this baffling
The Blue Terrance by Terrance Hayes
If you subtract the minor losses
Derrick Poem (The Lost World) by Terrance Hayes
I take my $, buy a pair of very bright kicks for the game
At Pegasus by Terrance Hayes
They are like those crazy women
What I Am by Terrance Hayes
Fred Sanford's on at 12
Shafro by Terrance Hayes
Now that my afro's as big as Shaft's
(some of) The Adventures of Carlyle, My Imaginary Friend [excerpt] by Dainis Hazners
Carlyle can see
Bolivia by Gwen Head
I hate the sea. I've always hated water
In April by James Hearst
This I saw on an April day:
The Poet of Bray by John Heath-Stubbs
Back in the dear old thirties' days
The Dover Bitch by Anthony Hecht
So there stood Matthew Arnold and this girl
The Transparent Man by Anthony Hecht
I'm mighty glad to see you, Mrs. Curtis,
Chorus from Oedipus at Colonos by Anthony Hecht
What is unwisdom but the lusting after
Street Confetti by Allison Adelle Hedge Coke
Right across Turk Street, south side intersection Hyde
Angel Saint by Lilah Hegnauer
If I could choose, if it was possible, if I was worthy, if babies homes weren’t crowded
Constellations by Steven Heighton
After bedtime the child climbed on her dresser
Epitaph X by Thomas Heise
My birthright I have traded for a petal dress
Happily [excerpt] by Lyn Hejinian
The manner in which we are present at this time to and fro appears, we come to point of view before us
O, Gather Me the Rose by William Ernest Henley
O, gather me the rose, the rose
The Collar by George Herbert
I struck the board, and cry'd, No more,
The Pulley by George Herbert
When God at first made man, 

Love (III) by George Herbert
Love bade me welcome: yet my soul drew back
The World by George Herbert
Love built a stately house, where Fortune came
I Would Like to Describe by Zbigniew Herbert
I would like to describe the simplest emotion
Museum Guard by David Hernandez
My condolences to the man dressed
Lullaby of the Onion by Miguel Hernández
The onion is frost / shut in and poor.
To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time by Robert Herrick
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may,
To Electra by Robert Herrick
I dare not ask to kiss
The Hag by Robert Herrick
The Hag is astride
Upon Julia's Clothes by Robert Herrick
Whenas in silks my Julia goes
To Sylvia, To Wed by Robert Herrick
Let us, though late, at last, my Silvia, wed
To Blossoms by Robert Herrick
Fair pledges of a fruitful tree,
The Argument of His Book by Robert Herrick
I sing of brooks, of blossoms, birds, and bowers,
To Anthea Who May Command Him Any Thing by Robert Herrick
Bid me to live, and I will live
Delight in Disorder by Robert Herrick
A sweet disorder in the dresse
The Huron by Ruth Herschberger
I swam the Huron of love, and am not ashamed,
So If You Love Me by Ruth Herschberger
So if you love me you will tolerant
International Incidents by Robert Hershon
Wang Ping asks if
It's obvious by Greg Hewett
It's obvious
Nocturne: Georgia Coast by Daniel Whitehead Hicky
The shrimping boats are late today;
In Michael Robins’s class minus one by Bob Hicok
At the desk where the boy sat, he sees the Chicago River
Go Greyhound by Bob Hicok
A few hours after Des Moines
Some Advice to Those Who Will Serve Time in Prison by Nazim Hikmet
If instead of being hanged by the neck
Things I Didn't Know I Loved by Nazim Hikmet
it's 1962 March 28th
On Living by Nazim Hikmet
Living is no laughing matter:
Star Quilt by Roberta J. Hill
These are notes to lightning in my bedroom.
Sediments of Santa Monica by Brenda Hillman
A left margin watches the sea floor approach
Wood's Edge by Brenda Hillman
Infinity lifted
String Theory Sutra by Brenda Hillman
There are so many types of
Air In The Epic by Brenda Hillman
On the under-mothered world in crisis
Repairwork by Dennis Hinrichsen
They must have bled as they sang,
Varieties of Flight by Ellen Hinsey
There, in the air--traceless blue--arena of circuits
Creation by Kendel Hippolyte
For days, weeks at a time, i lose whatever it is
In Memoriam Paul Celan by Edward Hirsch
Lay these words into the dead man's grave
The Happiness by Jack Hirschman
There's a happiness, a joy
All That's Left by Jack Hirschman
All that's Left
Poets Eleven Poem by Jack Hirschman
Between the page with the heart
A Hand by Jane Hirshfield
A hand is not four fingers and a thumb
Waking the Morning Dreamless After Long Sleep by Jane Hirshfield
But with the sentence
This Was Once a Love Poem by Jane Hirshfield
This was once a love poem
Late Self-Portrait by Rembrandt by Jane Hirshfield
The dog, dead for years, keeps coming back in the dream
Reading Moby-Dick at 30,000 Feet by Tony Hoagland
At this height, Kansas
Jet by Tony Hoagland
Sometimes I wish I were still out
Lucky by Tony Hoagland
If you are lucky in this life,
Late Autumn Wasp by James Hoch
One must admire the desperate way
The Poem by Daniel Hoffman
Arriving at last
At the Lookout by Daniel Hoffman
They always start with quick and eager strides
Identities by Daniel Hoffman
One searches roads receding, endlessly receding, receding.
The Center of Attention by Daniel Hoffman
As grit swirls in the wind the word spreads.
i am witness to the threshing of the grain by John Hoffman
i am witness to the threshing of the grain
The Heron by Linda Hogan
I am always watching
The Changeling by Cynthia Hogue
Loftur. His name means air,
The Mad Potter by John Hollander
Now at the turn of the year this coil of clay
An Old-Fashioned Song by John Hollander
No more walks in the wood:
Born Today by Anselm Hollo
is to be one to the one
Lost Original by Anselm Hollo
Mr. K said in times of great crudity
i.m. Hannes Hollo, 1959-1999 by Anselm Hollo
Fought the hungry ghosts here on Earth
5 & 7 & 5 by Anselm Hollo
follow that airplane
J. S. Bach: F# Minor Toccata by Bill Holm
This music weeps, not for sin
The Chambered Nautilus by Oliver Wendell Holmes
This is the ship of pearl, which, poets feign
The Iliad, Book XVIII, [The Shield of Achilles] by Homer
Thee, welcome, goddess! what occasion calls
The Iliad, Book I, Lines 1-16 by Homer
Anger be now your song, immortal one,
The Iliad, Book I, Lines 1-15 by Homer
RAGE: / Sing, Goddess, Achilles' rage,
The Odyssey, Book I, Lines 1-20 by Homer
SPEAK, MEMORY--
The Iliad, Book I, [A Friend Consigned to Death] by Homer
The Odyssey, Book XXIII, [The Trunk of the Olive Tree] by Homer
An old trunk of olive
The Iliad, Book I, Lines 1-14 by Homer
Achilles' wrath, to Greece the direful spring
Ontology of Chang and Eng, the Original Siamese Twins by Cathy Park Hong
Chang spoke / Eng paused.
The Hula Hooper’s Taunt by Cathy Park Hong
I’mma a two-ton spiker   hips fast rondeau
Something Whispered in the Shakuhachi by Garrett Hongo
No one knew the secret of my flutes,
The Legend by Garrett Hongo
In Chicago, it is snowing softly
Silence by Thomas Hood
There is a silence where hath been no sound
God's Grandeur by Gerard Manley Hopkins
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
I Wake and Feel the Fell of Dark, Not Day by Gerard Manley Hopkins
I wake and feel the fell of dark, not day.
Pied Beauty by Gerard Manley Hopkins
Glory be to God for dappled things--
The times are nightfall, look, their light grows less by Gerard Manley Hopkins
The times are nightfall, look, their light grows less
Spring and Fall: To a young child by Gerard Manley Hopkins
Margaret, are you grieving
The Windhover by Gerard Manley Hopkins
Caught this morning morning's minion, king-
Carrion Comfort by Gerard Manley Hopkins
Not, I'll not, carrion comfort, Despair, not feast on thee;
Book 1, Ode 5, [To Pyrrha] by Horace
What slender youth bedewed with liquid odours
The Slave's Complaint by George Moses Horton
Am I sadly cast aside,
On Liberty and Slavery by George Moses Horton
Alas! and am I born for this,
Early Affection by George Moses Horton
I lov'd thee from the earliest dawn
George Moses Horton, Myself by George Moses Horton
I feel myself in need
On Hearing of the Intention of a Gentleman to Purchase the Poet's Freedom by George Moses Horton
When on life's ocean first I spread my sail,
Travelling Against by Karen Houle
Give me the common or the rare, as they roll
Turn of a Year by Joan Houlihan
This is regret: or a ferret. Snuffling
H. Antecessor by Joan Houlihan
All halted elegance, you make a paper wolf for me
A Shropshire Lad, II by A. E. Housman
Loveliest of trees, the cherry now
To An Athlete Dying Young by A. E. Housman
The time you won your town the race
A Shropshire Lad XL by A. E. Housman
A Shropshire Lad, XIII by A. E. Housman
When I was one-and-twenty
A Shropshire Lad, XXXVI by A. E. Housman
White in the moon the long road lies
He would not stay for me, and who can wonder by A. E. Housman
He would not stay for me, and who can wonder
Oh Who Is That Young Sinner by A. E. Housman
Oh who is that young sinner with the handcuffs on his wrists
Like Most Revelations by Richard Howard
It is the movement that incites the form,
Nikolaus Mardruz to his Master Ferdinand, Count of Tyrol, 1565 by Richard Howard
My Lord recalls Ferrara? How walls
Far and Away [excerpt] by Fanny Howe
The rain falls on
Unday by Fanny Howe
From no nowhere not near the sea
The Battle Hymn of the Republic by Julia Ward Howe
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord
After the Movie by Marie Howe
My friend Michael and I are walking home arguing about the movie
Pythagorean Silence [excerpt] by Susan Howe
age of earth and us all chattering
The Midnight [For here we are here] by Susan Howe
For here we are here
Rückenfigur by Susan Howe
Iseult stands at Tintagel
Saignée by Tung-Hui Hu
They chew on flowers to bring color
Blur by Andrew Hudgins
Storms of perfume lift from honeysuckle,
In by Andrew Hudgins
When we first heard from blocks away
Day Job and Night Job by Andrew Hudgins
After my night job, I sat in class
Medusa by Frieda Hughes
She is the gypsy
I, Too, Sing America by Langston Hughes
I, too, sing America.
Madam and the Phone Bill by Langston Hughes
You say I O.K.ed
Madam and Her Madam by Langston Hughes
I worked for a woman,
The Negro Speaks of Rivers by Langston Hughes
I've known rivers:
Will V-Day Be Me-Day Too? by Langston Hughes
Over There, / World War II. / Dear Fellow Americans,
Dreams by Langston Hughes
Hold fast to dreams
Po' Boy Blues by Langston Hughes
When I was home de
Let America Be America Again by Langston Hughes
Let America be America again.
Dream Variations by Langston Hughes
To fling my arms wide
Life is Fine by Langston Hughes
I went down to the river,
The Weary Blues by Langston Hughes
Droning a drowsy syncopated tune,
Night Funeral in Harlem by Langston Hughes
Night funeral
Theme for English B by Langston Hughes
The instructor said,
Glen Uig by Richard Hugo
Believe in this couple this day who come
Boaz Asleep by Victor Hugo
Boaz, overcome with weariness, by torchlight
Letter by Victor Hugo
You can see it already: chalks and ochers;
Fiat Lux by Lynda Hull
Static from the radio stippled grey as anesthesia dream
Insect Life of Florida by Lynda Hull
In those days I thought their endless thrum
Red Velvet Jacket by Lynda Hull
It's almost Biblical driving this midnight burning highway
Ornithology by Lynda Hull
Gone to seed, ailanthus, the poverty
At Thirty by Lynda Hull
Whole years I knew only nights: automats
1933 by Lynda Hull
Whole countries hover, oblivious on the edge
Lost Fugue for Chet by Lynda Hull
A single spot slides the trumpet’s flare then stops
The Truth About Northern Lights by Christine Hume
I'm not right. I'm interfered with
After by T. R. Hummer
After the explosion, no one knew what to do
Curse One: The Wraith by Cynthia Huntington
You are a small shape of death crouched among leaves.
The Question of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde by Barbara Hurd
A teacher at the chalkboard turns
[Where do words come from?] by Vénus Khoury-Ghata
Where do words come from?
Widow by Vénus Khoury-Ghata
The first day after his death
Visiting Pai-an Pavilion by Hsieh Ling-yun
Beside this dike, I shake off the world's dust,
Apricots Died Young [excerpt] by Chiao Meng
Apricots died young in blossoms still nipples.
Epithalamium, [Happy Bridegroom] by Sappho
Happy bridegroom, Hesper brings
67 by Han Shan
The cold in these mountains is ferocious
Farewell to Yang, Who's Leaving for Kuo-chou by Wang Wei
Those canyons are too narrow to travel