Auguries of Innocence
William Blake To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hourA Robin Red breast in a Cage Puts all …
Category: Poetry
Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep
by Mary Elizabeth Frye Do not stand at my grave and weepI am not there; I do not sleep.I am a thousand winds that blow,I am the diamond glints on snow,I am the sun on …
How Do I Love Thee?
Elizabeth Barrett Browning How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends …
I Am Offering This Poem – Jimmy Santiago Baca
I am offering this poem to you, since I have nothing else to give. Keep it like a warm coat, when winter comes to cover you, or like a pair of thick socks the cold …
I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings, Maya Angelou
The free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wings in the orange sun rays and dares to claim the sky. But a bird …
If – Rudyard Kipling
by Rudyard KiplingIf you can keep your head when all about youAre losing theirs and blaming it on you;If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,But make allowance for their doubting too:If you …
If You Forget Me
by Pablo Neruda I want you to knowone thing. You know how this is:if I lookat the crystal moon, at the red branchof the slow autumn at my window,if I touchnear the firethe impalpable ashor …
My Kingdom
Robert Louis Stevenson A little kingdom I possesswhere thoughts and feelings dwell,And very hard I find the taskof governing it well;For passion tempts and troubles me,A wayward will misleads,And selfishness its shadow castsOn all my …
Ode to a Nightingale
John Keats MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness painsMy sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,Or emptied some dull opiate to the drainsOne minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk:‘Tis not through envy of …
Phenomenal Woman – Maya Angelou
The free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wings in the orange sun rays and dares to claim the sky. But a bird …
She Walks in Beauty
She walks in Beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellowed to that tender light Which …
Still I Rise – Maya Angelou
You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may tread me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I’ll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset …
The Early Morning – Hilaire Belloc
The moon on the one hand, the dawn on the other: The moon is my sister, the dawn is my brother. The moon on my left and the dawn on my right. My brother, good …
The Moment – Margaret Atwood
The moment when, after many years of hard work and a long voyage you stand in the centre of your room, house, half-acre, square mile, island, country, knowing at last how you got there, and …
The Raven
by Edgar Allan Poe ONCE upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,¡ªWhile I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,As of some …
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