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La Belle Dame Sans Merci by John Keats
Ah, what can ail thee, wretched wight,
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La Chalupa, the Boat by Jean Valentine
I am twenty
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La Coursier de Jeanne D'Arc by Linda McCarriston
You know that they burned her horse
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La Pelona as Birdwoman [excerpt] by Rigoberto González
Tonight
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La Vie C'est La Vie by Jessie Redmon Fauset
On summer afternoons I sit
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Ladders by Elizabeth Alexander
Filene's department store
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Lady Lazarus by Sylvia Plath
I have done it again.
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Lake Como by Nicholas Christopher
The searchlight of a February moon
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Lake on the Hill by James Longenbach
Often I walk the dog at night
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Lament for the Makaris by William Dunbar
I that in heill was and gladness
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Lament of the Middle Man by Jay Parini
In late October in the park
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Lamp or Mirror by Tony Barnstone
When strange light stirs the mirror, forces swirl
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Landing Under Water, I See Roots by Annie Finch
All the things we hide in water
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Landscape With The Fall of Icarus by William Carlos Williams
According to Brueghel
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Langston Blue by Jericho Brown
O Blood of the River of songs
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Language by W. S. Merwin
Certain words now in our knowledge we will not use again
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Languages by Carl Sandburg
There are no handles upon a language
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Last by Maxine Scates
At dusk the streetlights
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Last Century by Wyatt Prunty
Last century we took a lot of shots
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Last Night I Dreamed of Chickens by Jack Prelutsky
Last night I dreamed of chickens,
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Last Night We Saw South Pacific by James Applewhite
wake to see a cardinal in our white
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Last Supper by Charles Wright
I seem to have come to the end of something, but don’t know what
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last swan of avon by Julian T. Brolaski
socalled swan of avon
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Last Things by William Meredith
In the tunnel of woods, as the road
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Last Words to Miriam by D. H. Lawrence
Yours is the shame and sorrow
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Lasting Impressions by Allan Peterson
Look at the slight valley of the horse between haunch and shoulder
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Late Autumn Wasp by James Hoch
One must admire the desperate way
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Late Night Ode by J. D. McClatchy
It's over, love. Look at me pushing fifty now,
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Late Self-Portrait by Rembrandt by Jane Hirshfield
The dog, dead for years, keeps coming back in the dream
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Late September by Charles Simic
The mail truck goes down the coast
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Latin & Soul by Victor Hernández Cruz
some waves
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Lawless Pantoum by Denise Duhamel
Men are legally allowed to have sex with animals
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Lay Back the Darkness by Edward Hirsch
My father in the night shuffling from room to room
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Le Monocle de Mon Oncle by Wallace Stevens
Mother of heaven, regina of the clouds
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Leadbelly by E. M. Schorb
Leadbelly, grim with your Cajun accordian,
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Learning by Judith Viorst
I'm learning to say thank you.
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Learning to Read by Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
Very soon the Yankee teachers
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Learning to Speak by Liz Rosenberg
She was the quietest thing I'd ever seen
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Least Said by Olena Kalytiak Davis
Maybe we you us
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Leaves by Lloyd Schwartz
Every October it becomes important, no, necessary
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Leaving Seoul: 1953 by Walter K. Lew
We have to bury the urns,
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Leaving Things Unfinished by Philip Appleman
As the black wings close in on you
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Leavings by Robin Robertson
Still sleepwalking through her life
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Leda and the Swan by W. B. Yeats
A sudden blow: the great wings beating still
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Leda, After the Swan by Carl Phillips
Perhaps, / in the exaggerated grace
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Left by Nikky Finney
The woman with cheerleading legs
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Lenore by Edgar Allan Poe
Ah broken is the golden bowl! the spirit flown forever!
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Less Music by Marjorie Welish
This freedom up.
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Lessons from a Mirror by Thylias Moss
Snow White was nude at her wedding, she's so white
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Let America Be America Again by Langston Hughes
Let America be America again.
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Let Birds by Linda Gregg
Eight deer on the slope
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Let Evening Come by Jane Kenyon
Let the light of late afternoon
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Let Me Disappear by Ray Gonzalez
According to scientists, astronauts get taller when they are in space
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Let me not to the marriage of true minds (Sonnet 116) by William Shakespeare
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
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Let Us Go Then by Ciaran Carson
through the trip
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Let Us Live and Love (5) by Gaius Valerius Catullus
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Letter by Victor Hugo
You can see it already: chalks and ochers;
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Letter Already Broadcast into Space by Jake Adam York
You are not here
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Letter from a Haunted Room by Lisa Sewell
Dear K., there's a mosquito stain
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Letter From Kathmandu by John Brandi
Friends, let us wake with disbelief
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Letter from Town: The Almond Tree by D. H. Lawrence
You promised to send me some violets. Did you forget
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Letter Home by Pamela Alexander
I can’t write you because everything’s
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Letter Home by Natasha Trethewey
Four weeks have passed since I left, and still
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Letter Spoken in Wind by Rachel Galvin
Today we walked the inlet Nybřl Nor
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Letter to Arafat by Elana Bell
In the rebuilt café where the bride exploded with the glass
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Letter to Denise by Hayden Carruth
Remember when you put on that wig
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Letter to Dr. B-- by Diane Ackerman
I have found you among the texts
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Letter to GC by Dana Levin
I say most sincerely and desperately, HAPPY NEW YEAR!
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Letter to Jerusalem by Elana Bell
To hold the bird and not to crush her, that is the secret
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Letter [Persephone to Demeter] by Rachel Zucker
At home, the bells were a high light-yellow
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Letters by Frances Richey
Before he left for combat
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Letters from a Father by Mona Van Duyn
Ulcerated tooth keeps me awake, there is
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Letters to a Young Poet, 1987 by Lisa Sewell
Out of our arguments with ourselves
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Lettuce by Abraham Cowley
Some think your commendation you deserve
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Leviathan by George Oppen
Truth also is the pursuit of it
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Libido by Rupert Brooke
How should I know? The enormous wheels of will
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Life in a Love by Robert Browning
Escape me?
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Life is Fine by Langston Hughes
I went down to the river,
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Lift Every Voice and Sing by James Weldon Johnson
Lift ev'ry voice and sing,
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Light breaks where no sun shines by Dylan Thomas
Light breaks where no sun shines;
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Light By Which I Read by Eric Pankey
One does not turn to the rose for shade
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Light Travels by Keith Waldrop and Rosmarie Waldrop
common time I follow you un-
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Lighthead's Guide to the Galaxy by Terrance Hayes
Ladies and gentelmen, ghosts and children of the state
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Lighthouse by Alfred Corn
Pilot at the helm of a hidden
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Lights Out by Edward Thomas
I have come to the borders of sleep
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Like Brooms of Steel (1252) by Emily Dickinson
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Like Me by Marc J. Straus
When I was two, my doctor
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Like Most Revelations by Richard Howard
It is the movement that incites the form,
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Like This by Carol Muske-Dukes
Maybe it's not the city you thought
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Line Poem by Caroline Knox
Long jetty, long shell-racked jetty, cracked warped planks
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Liner Notes to an Imaginary Playlist by Terrance Hayes
1. The Song is Called Wind Solo, by the Phelonious Monks
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Lines of Refusal by Julie Carr
Nothing here, just the sound of the heat, the sound of the cars, nothing, nothing
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Lines on Retirement, after Reading Lear by David Wright
Avoid storms. And retirement parties
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Lines Written in Early Spring by William Wordsworth
I heard a thousand blended notes
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Lines: 'When the Lamp is Shattered' by Percy Bysshe Shelley
When the lamp is shattered
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Lion and Gin by Dennis Hinrichsen
I pet my father like some big cat a hunter has set on the ground
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Listen, Lord: A Prayer by James Weldon Johnson
O Lord, we come this morning
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Listening to jazz now by Jimmy Santiago Baca
Listening to jazz now, I'm happy
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Litany by Billy Collins
You are the bread and the knife
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Literature in the 21st Century [excerpt] by Ronald Wallace
Sometimes I wish I drank coffee
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Little America by Jason Shinder
My friend says she is like an empty drawer
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Little Ending by Charles Wright
Bowls will receive us
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Little Fugue by Marianne Boruch
Everyone should have a little fugue, she says,
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Little Gold Canoe by Douglas Korb
A little gold canoe rows across
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Little Lion Face by May Swenson
Little lion face
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Little Night Prayer by Péter Kántor
Lord, I'm tired
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Little Orphant Annie by James Whitcomb Riley
Little Orphant Annie's come to our house to stay,
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Little Stones at My Window by Mario Benedetti
Once in a while / joy throws little stones at my window
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Live Blindly and Upon the Hour by Trumbull Stickney
Live blindly and upon the hour. The Lord
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Living on Someone Else's Money by Tom Healy
What it means is flowers always on the table
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Living Room Altar by Catherine Barnett
Except for the shirt pulled from the ocean,
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Loading a Boar by David Lee
We were loading a boar, a goddam mean big sonofabitch
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Loam by Carl Sandburg
In the loam we sleep
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London by William Blake
I wander thro' each charter'd street,
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London Snow by Robert Bridges
When men were all asleep the snow came flying
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Loneliness by Trumbull Stickney
These autumn gardens, russet, gray and brown
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Long after Hopkins by Brian Teare
Nothing at dusk, lord, but dust
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Long Distance II by Tony Harrison
Though my mother was already two years dead
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Long Island Sound by Emma Lazarus
I see it as it looked one afternoon
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Look How Far You've Come by Laurie Lamon
I gave you a tree
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Looking by Robert Kelly
Once when I read the funnies
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Looking Around, Believing by Gary Soto
How strange that we can begin at any time
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Looking Back in My Eighty-First Year by Maxine Kumin
Instead of marrying the day after graduation
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Looking back on the Muckleshoot Reservation from Galisteo Street, Santa Fe by Arthur Sze
The bow of a Muckleshoot canoe, blessed
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Looking for Omar by E. Ethelbert Miller
I'm in the school bathroom
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Lorca Variation 34
A Book of Hours by Jerome Rothenberg
The green man, more a man
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Lord Randall by Anonymous
"Oh where ha'e ye been, Lord Randall my son?
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Los Angeles by Kamau Daáood
the angels here have pigeon's wings
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Los Angeles, 1954 by David St. John
It was in the old days,
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Los Lectores Pueden Poner El Título Que Quieran a Este Poema by Anthony McCann
And here I am Mother, slick haired and heaving
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Losing Track by Denise Levertov
Long after you have swung back
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Lost by Stephen Dobyns
A cry was heard among the trees
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Lost Fugue for Chet by Lynda Hull
A single spot slides the trumpet’s flare then stops
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Lost in thought, the baby by Rebecca Wolff
Primarily
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Lost Original by Anselm Hollo
Mr. K said in times of great crudity
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Lot's Wife by Anna Akhmatova
And the just man trailed God's shining agent,
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Lot's Wife by Dana Littlepage Smith
So simple a mistake. They say I turned to look;
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Love by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
We cannot live, except thus mutually
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Love by Katy Lederer
We go back to our house. We are lovers
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Love by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
All thoughts, all passions, all delights
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Love (III) by George Herbert
Love bade me welcome: yet my soul drew back
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Love Affair with Firearms by Medbh McGuckian
From behind the moon boys' graves
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Love For This Book by Pablo Neruda
In these lonely regions I have been powerful
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Love in a Life by Robert Browning
Room after room
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Love Incarnate by Frank Bidart
To all those driven berserk or humanized by love
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Love Is Enough by William Morris
Love is enough: though the World be a-waning
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Love Not by Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
Love not, love not! ye hapless sons of clay
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Love Opened a Mortal Wound / Con el dolor de la mortal herida by Sor Juana Ines de la Cruz
Love opened a mortal wound. / Con el dolor de la moral herida,
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Love Poem by Gregory Orr
A black biplane crashes through the window
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Love Poem from South China, 1999 by Rachel DeWoskin
The tropical infection traced
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Love's Philosophy by Percy Bysshe Shelley
The fountains mingle with the river
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Love's Secret by William Blake
Never seek to tell thy love
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Loveliest of Trees by A. E. Housman
Loveliests of trees, the cherry now
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Lovers' Infiniteness by John Donne
If yet I have not all the love
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Loving a House by Charles Harper Webb
Sandi doesn't like Dan much, but loves his house
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Loving and Beloved by Sir John Suckling
There never yet was honest man
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Low Barometer by Robert Bridges
The south-wind strengthens to a gale
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Lucinda Matlock by Edgar Lee Masters
I went to the dances at Chandlerville,
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Luck is not chance (1350) by Emily Dickinson
Luck is not chance
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Lucky by Tony Hoagland
If you are lucky in this life,
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Ludwig Van Beethoven's Return to Vienna by Rita Dove
Three miles from my adopted city
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Lullaby by W. H. Auden
Lay Your Sleeping head, my love,
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Lullaby by Lyubomir Levchev
The boy was standing at the exit
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Lullaby by Eve Merriam
Purple,
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Lullaby in Blue by Betsy Sholl
The child takes her first journey
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Lullaby of an Infant Chief by Sir Walter Scott
O, hush thee, my babie, thy sire was a knight
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Lullaby of the Onion by Miguel Hernández
The onion is frost / shut in and poor.
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Lullabye by Albert Goldbarth
sleep, little beansprout
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Lunar Baedeker by Mina Loy
A silver Lucifer
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Lunch With the Sole Survivor by Kenneth Fearing
Meaning what it seems to when the day's receipts are
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Lupine Ridge by Peggy Simson Curry
Long after we are gone,
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LXI by César Vallejo
Tonight I get down from my horse
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Lycidas by John Milton
Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more
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Lying My Head Off by Cate Marvin
Here's my head, in a dank corner of the yard
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Lyric by Khaled Mattawa
Will answers be found
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