Power poems
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Power
© Adrienne Rich
Today a backhoe divulged out of a crumbling flank of earth
one bottle amber perfect a hundred-year-old
cure for fever or melancholy a tonic
for living on this earth in the winters of this climate.
Paula Becker to Clara Westhoff
© Adrienne Rich
The autumn feels slowed down,
summer still holds on here, even the light
From a Survivor
© Adrienne Rich
I don't know who we thought we were
that our personalities
could resist the failures of the race
Burning Oneself Out
© Adrienne Rich
the crimson-flittered grey ash, yes.
I know inside my eyelids
and underneath my skin
All because i loved you
© Olu Oguibe
once i wrote with the irreverence of youth
and the fire of a heart burning to ash
The Earthly Paradise: Apology
© William Morris
Of Heaven or Hell I have no power to sing,
I cannot ease the burden of your fears,
Seth Compton
© Edgar Lee Masters
When I died, the circulating library
Which I built up for Spoon River,
Inheritance-His
© Audre Lorde
Does an image of return
wealthy and triumphant
warm your chilblained fingers
as you count coins in the Manhattan snow
or is it only Linda
who dreams of home?
from Flying Home
© Galway Kinnell
that love is hard,
that while many good things are easy, true love is not,
because love is first of all a power,
its own power,
which continually must make its way forward, from night
into day, from transcending union always forward into difficult day.
Dickinson Poems by Number
© Emily Dickinson
One Sister have I in our house,
And one, a hedge away.
There's only one recorded,
But both belong to me.
380. Song-Saw ye Bonie Lesley
© Robert Burns
O SAW ye bonie Lesley,
As she gaed o’er the Border?
She’s gane, like Alexander,
To spread her conquests farther.
346. Song-Such a parcel of Rogues in a Nation
© Robert Burns
FAREWEEL to a’ our Scottish fame,
Fareweel our ancient glory;
344. Song-Nithdale’s Welcome Hame
© Robert Burns
THE NOBLE Maxwells and their powers
Are coming o’er the border,
324. Song-The Charms of Lovely Davies
© Robert Burns
O HOW shall I, unskilfu’, try
The poet’s occupation?
289. Song-Awa’, Whigs, Awa’
© Robert Burns
Chorus.—Awa’ Whigs, awa’!
Awa’ Whigs, awa’!
Ye’re but a pack o’ traitor louns,
Ye’ll do nae gude at a’.
A Hoffa Lieutenant Reminisces
© Zitner Sheldon
This world, you want results,Even you're GodamightyYou do what you got to--Fire, flood, whatever.
140. Masonic Song-Ye Sons of Old Killie
© Robert Burns
YE sons of old Killie, assembled by Willie,
To follow the noble vocation;
136. Prayer-O Thou Dread Power
© Robert Burns
O THOU dread Power, who reign’st above,
I know thou wilt me hear,
When for this scene of peace and love,
I make this prayer sincere.
131. Song-Willie Chalmers
© Robert Burns
WI’ braw new branks in mickle pride,
And eke a braw new brechan,
