Poetry Books
The Glass Sandwich
Head down. Reserved eyes. Busy heart. All attention, existence directed to one small object. Marked with a bitten apple, marked with the nobl symbol. While over there next door, real apples are blooming in charming orchards. Real beauty unfolds at every step. On every untaken step. We used to be...
The Summers Readers: Primer
Collection of RHYMES AND POEMS.
Motley and Other Poems
A selection from among the poems included in this volume
Can Grande's Castle
The four poems in this book are more closely related to one another than may at first appear. They all owe their existence to the war, for I suppose that, had there been no war, I should never have thought of them. They are scarcely war poems, in the strict sense of the word, nor are they...
Lumber Lyrics
Men who don’t get good and mellow when is due that brave old fellow, surely are cheap skates.
Hilaria: The Festive Board
We, for the most part, differ in our notions of pleasure; one man’s delight is another’s aversion: but felicity is the aim of all. Where then shall we find it? a celebrated poet observes, “’tis no where to be found, or everywhere.” I say with an air of triumph, which the experience of a...
In the Morning
The writing of this book has afforded him pleasure in his leisure moments, and that pleasure would be much increased if he knew that the perusal of it would create any bond of sympathy between himself and the angling community in general.
Puella mea
Puella Mea is a poem by E. E. Cummings. It is notable as his longest poem, at 290 lines. The title is Latin and translates as "My Girl", referring to Elaine Orr Thayer, his first wife, and the mother of his only child, Nancy Thayer Andrews.
The Hole Book
Tom Potts was fooling with a gun (Such follies should not be), When—bang! the pesky thing went off Most unexpectedly! Tom didn’t know ’twas loaded, and It scared him ’most to death—He tumbled flat upon the floor And fairly gasped for breath. The bullet smashed a fine French clock (The...
Elogiu păsărilor
“Elogiu păsărilor” este o colecție de poeme în limba română, cu un lirism prezent și în versuri, și în proză, ale Anastasiei Forfotă, autoare din București. Abordând teme precum iubirea, lumina, zborul, viața, moartea, învierea, nemurirea, Dumnezeu și credința, prin motivele...