Previous Poems of the Day

Child Lover

Drunk or sober Uncle Jim / Played the boy;

Robert Service

Song of the Flower

I am a kind word uttered and repeated / By the voice of Nature;

Khalil Gibran

THE HUMAN ABSTRACT

Pity would be no more / If we did not make somebody poor,

William Blake

The Choice

He'd have given me rolling lands, / Houses of marble, and billowing farms,

Dorothy Parker

XLIII - How do I love thee? Let me count the ways

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. / I love thee to the depth and breadth and height

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

Wake

Tell all my mourners / To mourn in red --

Langston Hughes

A light exists in spring

A light exists in spring / Not present on the year

Emily Dickinson

XV - Accuse me not, beseech thee, that I wear

Accuse me not, beseech thee, that I wear / Too calm and sad a face in front of thine;

Elizabeth Barrett Browning

After the Supper and Talk

After the supper and talk--after the day is done, / As a friend from friends his final withdrawal prolonging,

Walt Whitman

GRACELAND

TOMB of a millionaire, / A multi-millionaire, ladies and gentlemen,

Carl Sandburg

Jilted

My thoughts are crabbed and sallow, / My tears like vinegar,

Sylvia Plath

After Spanish Proverb

Oh, mercifullest one of all, / Oh, generous as dear,

Dorothy Parker

I felt a funeral in my brain

I felt a funeral in my brain, / And mourners, to and fro,

Emily Dickinson

Infant Sorrow

i / My mother groan'd, my father wept;

William Blake

BEAUTY crowds me till I die

BEAUTY crowds me till I die, / Beauty, mercy have on me!

Emily Dickinson

Oppression

Now dreams / Are not available

Langston Hughes

CALLED BACK - Just lost when I was saved!

Just lost when I was saved! / Just felt the world go by!

Emily Dickinson

If I may have it when it's dead

If I may have it when it's dead / I will contented be;

Emily Dickinson

The Land of Dreams

Awake, awake, my little boy! / Thou wast thy mother's only joy;

William Blake

In Memoriam A. H. H.: 11.

Calm is the morn without a sound, / ; ; ; ;Calm as to suit a calmer grief,

Lord Alfred Tennyson