Good poems

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from Odes: 14. Gin the Goodwife Stint

© Ted Hughes

The ploughland has gone to bent 
and the pasture to heather; 
gin the goodwife stint,
she’ll keep the house together.

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A Visit from St. Nicholas

© Clement Clarke Moore

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;

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The Song of the Wreck

© Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

The wind blew high, the waters raved,


 A ship drove on the land,

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Soonest Mended

© John Ashbery

Barely tolerated, living on the margin

In our technological society, we were always having to be rescued 

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Shroud of the Gnome

© James Tate

And what amazes me is that none of our modern inventions

surprise or interest him, even a little. I tell him

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Glanmore Sonnets

© Seamus Justin Heaney

For Ann Saddlemyer,
our heartiest welcomer

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the weather is hot on the back of my watch

© Charles Bukowski

the weather is hot on the back of my watch

which is down at Finkelstein’s

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Thoughtless Cruelty

© Charles Lamb

There, Robert, you have kill'd that fly — ,
And should you thousand ages try
The life you've taken to supply,
 You could not do it.

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Dolores (Notre-Dame des Sept Douleurs)

© Algernon Charles Swinburne

Cold eyelids that hide like a jewel

 Hard eyes that grow soft for an hour;

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Northern Farmer: New Style

© Alfred Tennyson

 Dosn't thou 'ear my 'erse's legs, as they canters awaäy?
Proputty, proputty, proputty—that's what I 'ears 'em saäy.
Proputty, proputty, proputty—Sam, thou's an ass for thy paaïns:
Theer's moor sense i' one o' 'is legs, nor in all thy braaïns.

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When She Wouldn’t

© Wesley McNair

When her recorded voice on the phone
said who she was again and again to the piles
of newspapers and magazines and the clothes

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Satire III

© John Donne

Kind pity chokes my spleen; brave scorn forbids

Those tears to issue which swell my eyelids;

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Paradise Lost: Book X

© Patrick Kavanagh

So having said, he thus to Eve in few:
"Say, Woman, what is this which thou hast done?"
To whom sad Eve, with shame nigh overwhelm'd,
Confessing soon, yet not before her Judge
Bold or loquacious, thus abash'd replied,
"The Serpent me beguil'd, and I did eat."

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The Oven Loves the TV Set

© Heather McHugh

Stuck on the fridge, our favorite pin-up girl 

is anorexic. On the radio we have a riff

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Cabin

© Anne Waldman

eviction people arrive to haunt me
 with descriptions of summer’s wildflowers 
 how they are carpet of fierce colors

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Beowulf (modern English translation)

© Pierre Reverdy

LO, praise of the prowess of people-kings

of spear-armed Danes, in days long sped,

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Caedmon

© Denise Levertov

All others talked as if

talk were a dance.

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Search for Extraterrestrial Intelligence

© Matthew Rohrer

I'm waiting for the Light Beings
to remove my roof.
Our bedroom is lousy with clothes
spelling out greetings if anyone's up there
who can read English.

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Nikki-Rosa

© Nikki Giovanni

childhood remembrances are always a drag 

if you’re Black

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Nights of 1964—1966: The Old Reliable

© Marilyn Hacker

for Lewis Ellingham
The laughing soldiers fought to their defeat . . .
James Fenton, “In a Notebook”