Trees by Joyce Kilmer - Poems | Academy of American Poets
Many laughing ladies, leisurely and wise, Low rich voice, delicate gay cries, Tea in fragile china cups, ices, macaroons, Sheraton and Heppelwhite and old thin spoons, Rather dim paintings on very high walls, Windows showing lawns whereon the sunlight falls, Pink and silver gardens and broad kind trees, And fountains scattering rainbows at the whim of a …
Scaffolding by Seamus Heaney - Poems - Academy of American …
And yet all this comes down when the job’s done. Showing off walls of sure and solid stone. So if, my dear, there sometimes seem to be. Old bridges breaking between you and me. Never fear. We may let the scaffolds fall. Confident that we have built our wall. “Scaffolding” from Opened Ground: Selected Poems 1966–1996 by Seamus Heaney ...
The Fish by Elizabeth Bishop - Poems | Academy of American Poets
The Fish - I caught a tremendous fish. I caught a tremendous fish and held him beside the boat half out of water, with my hook fast in a corner of his mouth. He didn’t fight. He hadn’t fought at all. He hung a grunting weight, battered and venerable and homely. Here and there his brown skin hung in strips like ancient wallpaper, and its pattern of darker brown was like wallpaper: shapes ...
The Immigrant by Aline Mello - Poems | Academy of American Poets
Originally published in Poem-a-Day on October 19, 2022, by the Academy of American Poets. Photo Credit: Eley Photography. Aline Mello is a Brazilian immigrant writer and the author of More Salt than Diamond (Andrews McMeel, 2022). An Undocupoets Fellow, she is based in Atlanta. About Aline Mello.
Life by Paul Laurence Dunbar - Poems - Academy of American Poets
1906. A crust of bread and a corner to sleep in, A minute to smile and an hour to weep in, A pint of joy to a peck of trouble, And never a laugh but the moans come double; And that is life! A crust and a corner that love makes precious, With a smile to warm and the tears to refresh us; And joy seems sweeter when cares come after,
The Harlem Dancer by Claude McKay - Academy of American Poets
The Harlem Dancer. Blown by black players upon a picnic day. Grown lovelier for passing through a storm. I knew her self was not in that strange place. From The Book of American Negro Poetry (Harcourt, Brace and Company, 1922), edited by James Weldon Johnson. This …
Yours by Daniel Hoffman - Poems | Academy of American Poets
1923 –. 2013. I am yours as the summer air at evening is. Possessed by the scent of linden blossoms, As the snowcap gleams with light. Lent it by the brimming moon. Without you I'd be an unleafed tree. Blasted in a bleakness with no Spring. Your love is the weather of my being.
Autumn by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow - Poems - Academy of …
Morn on the mountain, like a summer bird, Lifts up her purple wing, and in the vales The gentle wind, a sweet and passionate wooer, Kisses the blushing leaf, and stirs up life Within the solemn woods of ash deep-crimsoned, And silver beech, and maple yellow-leaved, Where Autumn, like a faint old man, sits down By the wayside a-weary.
The Prestige by Hanif Abdurraqib - Academy of American Poets
The Prestige. Hanif Abdurraqib. the poem begins not where the knife enters. but where the blade twists. Some wounds cannot be hushed. no matter the way one writes of blood. & what reflection arrives in its pooling. The poem begins with pain as a mirror. inside of which I adjust a tie the way my father taught me.
Leaves by Lloyd Schwartz - Poems | Academy of American Poets
Lloyd Schwartz. 1941 –. 1. Every October it becomes important, no, necessary. to see the leaves turning, to be surrounded. by leaves turning; it's not just the symbolism, to confront in the death of the year your death, one blazing farewell appearance, though the irony. isn't lost on you that nature is most seductive.