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The Armful

The Armful

from Poem of The Day on November 27, 2009
Duration: 63
The Armful by Robert Frost "For every parcel I stoop down to seize I lose some other off my arms and knees, And the whole pile is slipping, bottles, buns, Extremes too hard to comprehend at once"...
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Five Ways To Kill A Man

Five Ways To Kill A Man

from Poem of The Day on November 25, 2009
Duration: 126
Five Ways To Kill A Man by Andre Breton "There are many cumbersome ways to kill a man. You can make him carry a plank of wood to the top of a hill and nail him to it. To do this properly you require a crowd of people wearing sandals"...
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Cold Morning

Cold Morning

from Poem of The Day on November 24, 2009
Duration: 76
Cold Morning by Eamon Grennan "Through an accidental crack in the curtain I can see the eight o'clock light change from charcoal to a faint gassy blue, inventing things"...
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The Scratch

The Scratch

from Poem of The Day on November 23, 2009
Duration: 48
The Scratch by Raymond Carver "I woke up with a spot of blood over my eye. A scratch halfway across my forehead. But I'm sleeping alone these days. Why on earth would a man raise his hand against himself, even in sleep?"...
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Melancholia

Melancholia

from Poem of The Day on November 22, 2009
Duration: 82
Melancholia by Charles Bukowski "the history of melancholia includes all of us. me, I writhe in dirty sheets while staring at blue walls and nothing"...
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Stars

Stars

from Poem of The Day on November 21, 2009
Duration: 46
Stars by A. E. Housman "Stars, I have seen them fall, But when they drop and die No star is lost at all From all the star-sown sky. The toil of all that be Helps not the primal fault; It rains into the sea, And still the sea is salt."
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Roman Wall Blues

Roman Wall Blues

from Poem of The Day on November 20, 2009
Duration: 76
Roman Wall Blues by W. H. Auden "Over the heather the wet wind blows, I've lice in my tunic and a cold in my nose. The rain comes pattering out of the sky, I'm a Wall soldier, I don't know why"...
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Cuttings

Cuttings

from Poem of The Day on November 19, 2009
Duration: 64
Cuttings by Theodore Roethke "This urge, wrestle, resurrection of dry sticks, Cut stems struggling to put down feet, What saint strained so much, Rose on such lopped limbs to a new life?"...
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Alone

Alone

from Poem of The Day on November 18, 2009
Duration: 98
Alone by Maya Angelou "Lying, thinking Last night How to find my soul a home Where water is not thirsty And bread loaf is not stone I came up with one thing And I don't believe I'm wrong That nobody, But nobody Can make it out here alone"...
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The Poem That Took The Place Of A Mountain

The Poem That Took The Place Of A Mountain

from Poem of The Day on November 17, 2009
Duration: 70
The Poem That Took The Place Of A Mountain by Wallace Stevens "There it was, word for word, The poem that took the place of a mountain. He breathed its oxygen, Even when the book lay turned in the dust of his table"...
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Across The Red Sky

Across The Red Sky

from Poem of The Day on November 16, 2009
Duration: 64
Across The Red Sky by Katherine Mansfield " Across the red sky two birds flying, Flying with drooping wings. Silent and solitary their ominous flight"...
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One From One Leaves Two

One From One Leaves Two

from Poem of The Day on November 15, 2009
Duration: 117
One From One Leaves Two by Ogden Nash "Higgledy piggledy, my black hen, She lays eggs for gentlemen. Gentlemen come every day To count what my black hen doth lay. If perchance she lays too many, They fine my hen a pretty penny"...
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Through These Pale Cold Days

Through These Pale Cold Days

from Poem of The Day on November 14, 2009
Duration: 54
Through These Pale Cold Days by Isaac Rosenberg "Through these pale cold days What dark faces burn Out of three thousand years, And their wild eyes yearn"...
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'Fall, leaves, fall'

'Fall, leaves, fall'

from Poem of The Day on November 13, 2009
Duration: 48
'Fall, leaves, fall' by Emily Bronte "Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away; Lengthen night and shorten day; Every leaf speaks bliss to me Fluttering from the autumn tree"...
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The Falling Of The Leaves

The Falling Of The Leaves

from Poem of The Day on November 12, 2009
Duration: 54
The Falling Of The Leaves by William Butler Yeats "Autumn is over the long leaves that love us, And over the mice in the barley sheaves; Yellow the leaves of the rowan above us, And yellow the wet wild-strawberry leaves"...
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The Great Figure

The Great Figure

from Poem of The Day on August 06, 2009
Duration: 40
The Great Figure by William Carlos Williams "Among the rain and lights I saw the figure 5 in gold on a red firetruck moving tense unheeded to gong clangs siren howls and wheels rumbling through the dark city."
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The Things We Dare Not Tell

The Things We Dare Not Tell

from Poem of The Day on August 05, 2009
Duration: 117
The Things We Dare Not Tell by Henry Lawson "The fields are fair in autumn yet, and the sun's still shining there, But we bow our heads and we brood and fret, because of the masks we wear"...
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Prelude

Prelude

from Poem of The Day on August 04, 2009
Duration: 82
Prelude by Richard Aldington "How could I love you more? I would give up Even that beauty I have loved too well That I might love you better. Alas, how poor the gifts that lovers give"...
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Why Is This Age Worse...?

Why Is This Age Worse...?

from Poem of The Day on August 03, 2009
Duration: 52
Why Is This Age Worse...? by Anna Akhmatova "Why is this age worse than earlier ages? In a stupor of grief and dread have we not fingered the foulest wounds and left them unhealed by our hands?"...
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