January Poems
January
Helen Hunt Jackson - A Calendar Of Sonnets: January
O Winter! frozen pulse and heart of fire, What loss is theirs who from thy kingdom turn Dismayed, and think thy snow a sculptured urn.- January poems.
Ted Kooser - In January
Only one cell in the frozen hive of nightis lit, or so it seems to us:this Vietnamese café, with its oily light,its odors whose colorful.- January poems.
David Lehman - January 1
Some people confuse inspiration with lightningnot me I know it comes from the lungs and air you breathe it in you breathe it out it.- January poems.
Mary Dar Robinson - January, 1795
Pavement slipp'ry, people sneezing,Lords in ermine, beggars freezing ;Titled gluttons dainties carving,Genius in a garret starving.Lofty.- January poems.
Dylan Thomas - January 1939
Because the pleasure-bird whistles after the hot wires,Shall the blind horse sing sweeter?Convenient bird and beast lie lodged to sufferThe.- January poems.
David Lehman - January 2
The old war is over the new one has begunbetween drivers and pedestrians on a Fridayin New York light is the variable and structurethe.- January poems.
David Lehman - January 24
I was about to be mugged by a man with a chain so angry he growledat the Lincoln Center subway stationwhen out of nowhere appeared.- January poems.
David Lehman - January 3
The shrink says, "Everything dependson how many stuffed animals you hadas a boy," and my mother tells me myfather was left-handed and.- January poems.
David Lehman - January 31 (The Sky Is Crumbling...)
The sky is crumbling into millions of paper dotsthe wind blows in my faceso I duck into my favorite barber shopand listen to Vivaldi.- January poems.
Sidney Lanier - June Dreams, In January
"So pulse, and pulse, thou rhythmic-hearted NoonThat liest, large-limbed, curved along the hills,In languid palpitation, half a-swoonWith.- January poems.
Robert Southey - Ode Written On The First Of January
Come melancholy Moralizer--come!Gather with me the dark and wintry wreath;With me engarland nowThe SEPULCHRE OF TIME!Come Moralizer.- January poems.
Richard Wilbur - Orchard Trees, January
It's not the case, though some might wish it soWho from a window watch the blizzard blowWhite riot through their branches vague and.- January poems.
David Lehman - Our Friendship (January 14)
We have a name for it in the South: asshole buddies. It means we've known each other so long it doesn't matter that he's an asshole.- January poems.
O Winter! frozen pulse and heart of fire, What loss is theirs who from thy kingdom turn Dismayed, and think thy snow a sculptured urn.- January poems.
Ted Kooser - In January
Only one cell in the frozen hive of nightis lit, or so it seems to us:this Vietnamese café, with its oily light,its odors whose colorful.- January poems.
David Lehman - January 1
Some people confuse inspiration with lightningnot me I know it comes from the lungs and air you breathe it in you breathe it out it.- January poems.
Mary Dar Robinson - January, 1795
Pavement slipp'ry, people sneezing,Lords in ermine, beggars freezing ;Titled gluttons dainties carving,Genius in a garret starving.Lofty.- January poems.
Dylan Thomas - January 1939
Because the pleasure-bird whistles after the hot wires,Shall the blind horse sing sweeter?Convenient bird and beast lie lodged to sufferThe.- January poems.
David Lehman - January 2
The old war is over the new one has begunbetween drivers and pedestrians on a Fridayin New York light is the variable and structurethe.- January poems.
David Lehman - January 24
I was about to be mugged by a man with a chain so angry he growledat the Lincoln Center subway stationwhen out of nowhere appeared.- January poems.
David Lehman - January 3
The shrink says, "Everything dependson how many stuffed animals you hadas a boy," and my mother tells me myfather was left-handed and.- January poems.
David Lehman - January 31 (The Sky Is Crumbling...)
The sky is crumbling into millions of paper dotsthe wind blows in my faceso I duck into my favorite barber shopand listen to Vivaldi.- January poems.
Sidney Lanier - June Dreams, In January
"So pulse, and pulse, thou rhythmic-hearted NoonThat liest, large-limbed, curved along the hills,In languid palpitation, half a-swoonWith.- January poems.
Robert Southey - Ode Written On The First Of January
Come melancholy Moralizer--come!Gather with me the dark and wintry wreath;With me engarland nowThe SEPULCHRE OF TIME!Come Moralizer.- January poems.
Richard Wilbur - Orchard Trees, January
It's not the case, though some might wish it soWho from a window watch the blizzard blowWhite riot through their branches vague and.- January poems.
David Lehman - Our Friendship (January 14)
We have a name for it in the South: asshole buddies. It means we've known each other so long it doesn't matter that he's an asshole.- January poems.
