Literary Greats
The Director
The Director a poem by: T.S. Elliot Woe to the unfortunate Thames! Tamisel Which flows so close...
Cruelly, Love
Cruelly, Love a poem by: E.E. Cummings walk the autumn long; the last flower in whose hair,...
The Angel That Presided ‘oer My Birth
The Angel That Presided ‘oer My Birth a poem by: William Blake The Angel that presided ‘oer...
Next Turn
Next Turn a poem by: Kenneth Slessor No pause! The buried pipes ring out, The flour-faced Antic...
A Fatal Impress
A Fatal Impress a poem by: Ella Wheeler Wilcox A little leaf just in the forest’s edge,...
A Light Exists in Spring
A Light Exists in Spring a poem by: Emily Dickinson A Light exists in Spring Not present...
Compensation
Compensation a poem by: Sara Teasdale I SHOULD be glad of loneliness And hours that go on...
The Lion For Real
The Lion For Real a poem by: Allen Ginsberg “Soyez muette pour moi, Idole contemplative…” I came...
The Easter Flower
The Easter Flower a poem by: Claude McKay Far from this foreign Easter damp and chilly My...
Sonnet 98: From You Have I Been Absent In The Spring
Sonnet 98 From You Have I Been Absent In The Spring a poem by: William Shakespeare From...
Close To Greatness
Close To Greatness a poem by: Charles Bukowski at one stage in my life I met a...
Lover’s Petition
Lover’s Petition a poem by: Ralph Waldo Emerson Good Heart, that ownest all! I ask a modest...
