| Search Results (72 records found) |
Poems found: |
Swimming in the Presence of Lurid Opposition by Sawako Nakayasu
Summer camp, swim class, Tokyo, a group of no more than twenty ants
|
A Litany in Time of Plague by Thomas Nashe
Adieu, farewell, earth's bliss
|
Her Father Must Be a Skywriter by Mary Jane Nealon
Her hair color was inconsequential
|
Spirit by Maggie Nelson
The spirit of Jane
|
Daughters, 1900 by Marilyn Nelson
Five daughters, in the slant light on the porch,
|
Cachoeira by Marilyn Nelson
We slept, woke, breakfasted, and met the man
|
The House on Moscow Street by Marilyn Nelson
It's the ragged source of memory,
|
Churchgoing by Marilyn Nelson
The Lutherans sit stolidly in rows;
|
Dusting by Marilyn Nelson
Thank you for these tiny
|
Mama's Promise by Marilyn Nelson
I have no answer to the blank inequity
|
Minor Miracle by Marilyn Nelson
Which reminds me of another knock-on-wood
|
Found Poem by Howard Nemerov
The population center of the USA
|
Because You Asked about the Line Between Prose and Poetry by Howard Nemerov
Sparrows were feeding in a freezing drizzle
|
Pockets by Howard Nemerov
Are generally over or around
|
A Primer of the Daily Round by Howard Nemerov
A peels an apple, while B kneels to God
|
The Song of Despair by Pablo Neruda
The memory of you emerges from the night around me
|
Still Another Day: XVII/Men by Pablo Neruda
The truth is in the prologue
|
Unity by Pablo Neruda
There is something dense, united, settled in the depths
|
Nothing But Death by Pablo Neruda
There are cemeteries that are lonely,
|
The Book of Questions, III by Pablo Neruda
Tell me, is the rose naked
|
Love For This Book by Pablo Neruda
In these lonely regions I have been powerful
|
Still Another Day: I by Pablo Neruda
Today is that day, the day that carried
|
Curse by Pablo Neruda
Furrowed motherland, I swear that in your ashes
|
The Prophet's Song by Daniel Nester
Chunky on the shag rug, I'm looking for my anthem, I'm looking for my head-
|
A Bedtime Story For Mr. Lamb by Arthur Nevis
What story would you like to hear, Mr. Lamb?
|
Wrap by Aimee Nezhukumatathil
I don't mean when a movie ends,
|
Swell by Hoa Nguyen
Swell you can dream
|
Wild Is The Wind by Travis Nichols
There is a movie called "She's Gotta Have It"
|
My Friend Tree by Lorine Niedecker
My friend tree / I sawed you down
|
Poet's Work by Lorine Niedecker
Grandfather
|
In the great snowfall before the bomb by Lorine Niedecker
In the great snowfall before the bomb
|
When Ecstasy is Inconvenient by Lorine Niedecker
Feign a great calm;
|
I rose from marsh mud by Lorine Niedecker
I rose from marsh mud
|
She Leaves Me Again, Six Months Later by Collier Nogues
The hillside was blocked
|
A Purchase of Porcelain by Jean Nordhaus
Because the king
|
Romantic Note by Charles North
Pieces—stems, ghosts—of afternoon
|
The Baby by Kate Northrop
The shadows of the couple
|
Iowa by Kate Northrop
You imagined yourself
|
Love Not by Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
Love not, love not! ye hapless sons of clay
|
The Undying One, Canto I by Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
Moonlight is o'er the dim and heaving sea
|
I Do Not Love Thee by Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
I do not love thee!—no! I do not love thee
|
We Have Been Friends Together by Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
We have been friends together
|
No world is intact by Alice Notley
No world is intact
|
World's Bliss by Alice Notley
The men & women sang & played
|
The Descent of Alette ["Presently"] by Alice Notley
"Presently" "we neared a pale beach," "narrow"
|
The Descent of Alette ["I stood waiting"] by Alice Notley
"I stood waiting" "for some minutes" "in this very" "alive darkness—"
|
Poem by Alice Notley
You hear that heroic big land music
|
At Night the States by Alice Notley
At night the states
|
The Descent of Alette ["The water" "of the river"] by Alice Notley
"The water" "of the river" "was mild-
|
The Descent of Alette ["I walked into"] by Alice Notley
"I walked into" "the forest;" "for the woods were lit" "by yellow
|
Woman in Front of Poster of Herself by Alice Notley
Said I shouldn't
|
Poem by Alice Notley
St. Mark's Place caught at night in hot summer
|
Poem by Alice Notley
Why do I want to tell it
|
About a Field by Idra Novey
After the last house the land extends like a hand
|
Parole Hearing by Idra Novey
And they searched her voice, heard the lurch of a bus into the deep muck of a field
|
The Highwayman by Alfred Noyes
The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees,
|
Searchers by D. Nurkse
We gave our dogs a button to sniff
|
Nights On The Peninsula by D. Nurkse
We could not separate ourselves from our endless making
|
Electricity by Geoffrey Nutter
Children picking through the rocks
|
Making a Fist by Naomi Shihab Nye
For the first time, on the road north of Tampico,
|
Blood by Naomi Shihab Nye
|
San Antonio by Naomi Shihab Nye
Tonight I lingered over your name,
|
Fuel by Naomi Shihab Nye
Even at this late date, sometimes I have to look up
|
Famous by Naomi Shihab Nye
The river is famous to the fish
|
Negotiations with a Volcano by Naomi Shihab Nye
We will call you "Agua" like the rivers and cool jugs
|
Streets by Naomi Shihab Nye
A man leaves the world
|
Two Countries by Naomi Shihab Nye
Skin remembers how long the years grow
|
Snow by Naomi Shihab Nye
Once with my scarf knotted over my mouth
|
The Man Whose Voice Has Been Taken From His Throat by Naomi Shihab Nye
remains all supple hands and gesture
|
The Words Under the Words by Naomi Shihab Nye
My grandmother’s hands recognize grapes
|
Floater by Debra Nystrom
Maddening shadow across your line of vision
|
Wound by Inge Pederson
Cold comes from every corner
|
|
