< Return to All John Keats A Party Of Lovers Pensive they sit, and roll their languid eyes, Nibble their toast, and cool their tea with sighs, Or else forget the purpose of the night, Forget their tea — forget their appetite. See with cross’d arms they sit — ah! happy crew, The fire is […]
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“A Galloway Song” by John Keats
< Return to All John Keats A Galloway Song Ah! ken ye what I met the day Out oure the Mountains A coming down by craggies grey An mossie fountains — A[h] goud hair’d Marie yeve I pray Ane minute’s guessing — For that I met upon the way Is past expressing. As I stood […]
By Heart: ‘California Hills in August’ by Dana Gioia
Hate not heat and drought. Join Megan Willome as she learns to love her brown hills by learning a summer Dana Gioia poem By Heart.
“A Pæan” by Edgar Allan Poe
< Return to Edgar Allan Poe Poems A Pæan How shall the burial rite be read? The solemn song be sung? The requiem for the loveliest dead, That ever died so young? Her friends are gazing on her, And on her gaudy bier, And weep!—oh! to dishonor Dead beauty with a tear! They loved her […]
“In Youth I Have Known One” by Edgar Allan Poe
< Return to Edgar Allan Poe Poems In Youth I Have Known One In youth I have known one with whom the Earth In secret communing held—as he with it, In daylight, and in beauty, from his birth: Whose fervid, flickering torch of life was lit From the sun and stars, whence he had drawn […]
“Dreams” by Edgar Allan Poe
< Return to Edgar Allan Poe Poems Dreams Oh! that my young life were a lasting dream! My spirit not awakening, till the beam Of an Eternity should bring the morrow. Yes! though that long dream were of hopeless sorrow, ‘Twere better than the cold reality Of waking life, to him whose heart must be, […]
“Greek Hymn” by Edgar Allan Poe
< Return to Edgar Allan Poe Poems Greek Hymn Wreathed in myrtle, my sword I’ll conceal, Like those champions devoted and brave, When they plunged in the tyrant their steel, And to Athens deliverance gave. Beloved heroes! your deathless souls roam In the joy breathing isles of the blest; Where the mighty of old have […]
“The Happiest Day” by Edgar Allan Poe
< Return to Edgar Allan Poe Poems The Happiest Day The happiest day—the happiest hour My seared and blighted heart hath known, The highest hope of pride and power, I feel hath flown. Of power! said I? Yes! such I ween But they have vanished long, alas! The visions of my youth have been— But […]
Poets and Poems: Colm Tóibín and “Vinegar Hill”
“Vinegar Hill” is the first book of poetry by novelist and writer Colm Tóibín, and it underscores his reputation for storytelling.
Earth Song Book Club Announcement
Rebecca D. Martin announces a new book club discussion of the symphonic nature poem collection edited by Sara Barkat, Earth Song.
“Eliot After ‘The Waste Land’” by Robert Crawford
With “Eliot After ‘The Waste Land,'” British poet and writer Robert Crawford completes his monumental biography of T.S. Eliot.
Children’s Book Club: ‘The Beatryce Prophecy’ by Kate DiCamillo
In Kate DiCamillo’s “The Beatryce Prophecy,” our hero changes her story (with the help of a goat. Join us for Children’s Book Club.
Poet Laura: Dark Humor & Smarts in the Same Poem
In this month’s columns from Karen Paul Holmes, our Poet Laura invites us to write a dark humor poem using a sample Rupert Fike poem.
Tell the Bees: A Little Chat Highlight
Peek in on an evening of poetry and beekeeping talk, with this highlight of the chat during our “Tell the Bees” event with Sara Eddy.
Poets and Poems: Michał Choiński and “Gifts Without Wrapping”
“Gifts Without Wrapping,” a chapbook of poems by Michał Choiński, describes love and desire in the 21st century.
Perspective: Letters of Three
Parenting is hard—sure—but writing believable parents is hard too. Megan Willome writes letters to three sets of fictional parents.
The New U.S. Poet Laureate: Ada Limón
Poet Ada Limón has been named the 24th Poet Laureate of the United States by Librarian of Congress Carla Hayden.
Tell the Bees—and Sue, and Sara, and Emily
The bees have something to say—to Sue Hubbell, to Emily Dickinson, and to Sara Eddy, our Summer Lights poet.
“Imitation” by Edgar Allan Poe
< Return to Edgar Allan Poe Poems Imitation A dark unfathomed tide Of interminable pride— A mystery, and a dream, Should my early life seem; I say that dream was fraught With a wild and waking thought Of beings that have been, Which my spirit hath not seen, Had I let them pass me by, […]
“Evening Star” by Edgar Allan Poe
< Return to Edgar Allan Poe Poems Evening Star ‘Twas noontide of summer, And midtime of night, And stars, in their orbits, Shone pale, through the light Of the brighter, cold moon. ‘Mid planets her slaves, Herself in the Heavens, Her beam on the waves. I gazed awhile On her cold smile; Too cold—too cold […]