A Boy and His Dad by Edgar Guest
A boy and his dad on a fishing-trip... |
A Green Crab's Shell by Mark Doty
Not, exactly, green:... |
A Lesson for This Sunday  by Derek Walcott
The growing idleness of summer grass... |
A Path Between Houses by Greg Rappleye
The enigma of August.... |
After Reading Tu Fu, I Go Outside to the Dwarf Orchard by Charles Wright
East of me, west of me, full summer.... |
Aftermath by Tony Connor
Slumped in a prickly armchair... |
Alice at Seventeen: Like a Blind Child by Darcy Cummings
One summer afternoon, I learned by body... |
Anastasia & Sandman by Larry Levis
The brow of a horse in that moment when... |
And You Thought You Were the Only One by Mark Bibbins
Someone waits at my door. Because he is... |
Arms by Richard Tayson
I'm late for the birth-... |
Back Yard by Carl Sandburg
Shine on, O moon of summer... |
Bath by Amy Lowell
The day is fresh-washed and fair... |
Bed in Summer by Robert Louis Stevenson
In winter I get up at night... |
Daffy Duck In Hollywood by John Ashbery
Something strange is creeping across me.... |
Fat Southern Men in Summer Suits by Liam Rector
Fat Southern men in their summer suits... |
Fishing on the Susquehanna in July by Billy Collins
I have never been fishing on the Susquehanna... |
For Once, Then, Something by Robert Frost
Others taught me with having knelt at well-curbs... |
Ground Swell by Mark Jarman
Is nothing real but when I was fifteen,... |
I, Up they soar by Inger Christensen
I / Up they soar, the planet's butterflies,... |
Idyll by Siegfried Sassoon
In the grey summer garden I shall find you... |
If You Get There Before I Do by Dick Allen
Air out the linens, unlatch the shutters on the eastern side,... |
In Summer by Paul Laurence Dunbar
Oh, summer has clothed the earth... |
Insect Life of Florida by Lynda Hull
In those days I thought their endless thrum... |
Jack by Maxine Kumin
How pleasant the yellow butter... |
Jet by Tony Hoagland
Sometimes I wish I were still out... |
June Light by Richard Wilbur
Your voice, with clear location of June days... |
Let Birds by Linda Gregg
Eight deer on the slope... |
Long Island Sound by Emma Lazarus
I see it as it looked one afternoon... |
Making the Bed by Burt Kimmelman
Summer country. In the morning the leaves... |
Miracles by Walt Whitman
Why, who makes much of a miracle... |
My Mother on an Evening in Late Summer by Mark Strand
When the moon appears... |
On 52nd Street by Philip Levine
Down sat Bud, raised his hands,... |
On the Grasshopper and the Cricket by John Keats
The poetry of earth is never dead:... |
Poem at Thirty by Michael Ryan
The rich little kids across the street... |
Poem for Adlai Stevenson and Yellow Jackets by David Young
It's summer, 1956, in Maine, a camp resort... |
Psychoanalysis: An Elegy by Jack Spicer
What are you thinking about?... |
Rhode Island by William Meredith
Here at the seashore they use the clouds over & over... |
Sally's Hair by John Koethe
It's like living in a light bulb, with the leaves... |
Shaking the Grass by Janice N. Harrington
Evening, and all my ghosts come back to me... |
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? (Sonnet 18) by William Shakespeare
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?... |
Summer at Blue Creek, North Carolina by Jack Gilbert
There was no water at my grandfather's... |
Summer Holiday by Robinson Jeffers
When the sun shouts and people abound... |
Summer Night, Riverside by Sara Teasdale
In the wild soft summer darkness... |
Summer Past by John Gray
There was the summer. There... |
Summer Song by William Carlos Williams
Wanderer moon... |
Summer X-Rays by Nina Cassian
Fabulous days... |
The Abduction by Stanley Kunitz
Some things I do not profess... |
The Bargain by Cyrus Cassells
In the transatlantic fury... |
The Family Photograph by Vona Groarke
In the window of the drawing-room... |
The Fishermen at Guasti Park by Maurya Simon
In the first days of summer... |
The Fly by William Blake
Little fly... |
The Idea of Order at Key West by Wallace Stevens
She sang beyond the genius of the sea.... |
The Last Slow Days of Summer by Phillip Lopate
"BE YOUR OWN MASTER!" says the Vedanta Society sign... |
The Philosopher in Florida by C. Dale Young
Midsummer lies on this town... |
The Summer House by Tony Connor
The Danube glitters and toils... |
The White Room by Charles Simic
The obvious is difficult... |
They'll spend the summer by Joshua Beckman
They'll spend the summer... |
Vacation by Rita Dove
I love the hour before takeoff... |
Vertumnal [excerpt] by Stephen Yenser
Close call, close call, close... |
Vespers by Louise Glück
In your extended absence, you permit me... |
Warm Summer Sun by Mark Twain
Warm summer sun... |
Wildflower by Stanley Plumly
Some—the ones with fish names—grow so north... |
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