A Baroque Wall-Fountain in the Villa Sciarra By Richard Wilbur - Giggle Poems
Under the bronze crown Too big for the head of the stone cherub whose feet A serpent has begun to eat, Sweet water brims a cockle and braids down Past ...
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Looking into History By Richard Wilbur - Giggle Poems
I try Like orphaned Hamlet working up his grief To see my spellbound fathers in these men Who, breathless in their amber atmosphere, Show but the post ...
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Advice to a Prophet By Richard Wilbur - Giggle Poems
Ask us, ask us whether with the worldless rose Our hearts shall fail us; come demanding Whether there shall be lofty or long standing When the bronze ...
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My Country ’Tis of Thee By W. E. B. Du Bois - Giggle Poems
They’ll hardly note the little changes and their feelings and your conscience will thus be saved: My country tis of thee, Late land of slavery, Of the ...
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The Song of the Smoke By W. E. B. Du Bois - Giggle Poems
I am wreathing broken hearts, I am sheathing love’s light darts; Inspiration of iron times Wedding the toil of toiling climes, Shedding the blood of b ...
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Liberty By Archibald MacLeish - Giggle Poems
When liberty is headlong girl And runs her roads and wends her ways Liberty will shriek and whirl Her showery torch to see it blaze. When liberty is ...
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The Rock in the Sea By Archibald MacLeish - Giggle Poems
Are we so certain that those wings, returned And turning, we had half discerned Before our dazzled eyes had surely seen The bird aloft there, did not ...
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You, Andrew Marvell By Archibald MacLeish - Giggle Poems
And here face down beneath the sun And here upon earth’s noonward height To feel the always coming on The always rising of the night: To feel creep u ...
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Thanksgiving Day [“Over the river and through the wood”] By Lydia Maria Child - Giggle Poems
Over the river and through the wood, To grandfather's house we go; The horse knows the way To carry the sleigh Through the white and drifted snow. Ove ...
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A Student’s Prayer By Anonymous - Giggle Poems
Now I lay me down to rest, I pray I pass tomorrow’s test. If I should die before I wake, That’s one less test I’ll have to take.
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Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening By Robert Frost - Giggle Poems
My little horse must think it queer To stop without a farmhouse near Between the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year.
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“Hope” is the thing with feathers By Emily Dickinson - Giggle Poems
“Hope” is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at all - And sweetest - in th ...
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To the Western World By Louis Simpson - Giggle Poems
A siren sang, and Europe turned away From the high castle and the shepherd’s crook.
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Song By W. D. Snodgrass - Giggle Poems
Observe the cautious toadstools still on the lawn today though they grow over-evening; sun shrinks them away.
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Reichsmarschall Hermann G?ring (1 April 1945) By W. D. Snodgrass - Giggle Poems
And why, Herr Reichsmarschall, is Italy Just like schnitzel? Pray, could an old, soft football be Much like a man in deep disgrace? Tell us, dear Mini ...
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Dr. Joseph Goebbels (22 April 1945) By W. D. Snodgrass - Giggle Poems
Stand back, make way, you mindless scum, Squire Voland the Seducer’s come— Old Bock from Babelsberg whose tower Falls silent now, whose shrunken power ...
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The Poet Ridiculed by Hysterical Academics By W. D. Snodgrass - Giggle Poems
First, please, would you be so kind As to define your contribution To modern verse, the Western mind And human institutions? Where, where is the long, ...
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Magda Goebbels (30 April 1945) By W. D. Snodgrass - Giggle Poems
This is the Doctor who has brought Your needle with your special shot To quiet you; you won’t get caught Off guard or unprepared. Take this on your to ...
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A Locked House By W. D. Snodgrass - Giggle Poems
From the farm Next door, our neighbors saw no harm Came to the things we cared for here. Maybe I should have thought: all Such things rot, fall— Barns ...
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Mementos, 1 By W. D. Snodgrass - Giggle Poems
I stopped there cold, Like a man raking piles of dead leaves in his yard Who has turned up a severed hand. Then through the war and those two long yea ...
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Heart’s Needle By W. D. Snodgrass - Giggle Poems
1 Child of my winter, born When the new fallen soldiers froze In Asia’s steep ravines and fouled the snows, When I was torn By love I could not still, ...
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Love for a Hand By Karl Shapiro - Giggle Poems
Soft are the beasts of light But softer still her hand that drifts so white Upon the whiteness.
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The Intellectual By Karl Shapiro - Giggle Poems
He talks to overhear, she to withdraw To some interior feminine fireside Where the back arches, beauty puts forth a paw Like a black puma stretching i ...
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Ars Amoris By J. V. Cunningham - Giggle Poems
That manic force When wits depart Forbids remorse.
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