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Tag Archives: American Poetry
Because I Could Not Stop for Death by Emily Dickinson
Because I could not stop for Death — He kindly stopped for me — The Carriage held but just Ourselves — And Immortality. We slowly drove — He knew no haste And I had put away My labor and my … Continue reading
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Vigil Strange I Kept on the Field One Night by Walt Whitman
Vigil strange I kept on the field one night; When you my son and my comrade dropt at my side that day, One look I but gave which your dear eyes return’d with a look I shall never forget, One … Continue reading
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The Raven By Edgar Allen Poe
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my … Continue reading
I Heard a Fly Buzz by Emily Dickinson
I heard a Fly buzz – when I died – The Stillness in the Room Was like the Stillness in the Air – Between the Heaves of Storm – The Eyes around – had wrung them dry – And Breaths … Continue reading
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In a Station of the Metro by Ezra Pound
THE apparition of these faces in the crowd; Petals on a wet, black bough.
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“Hymn to the Evening” by Phillis Wheatley
Phillis Wheatley was the first African American woman to become a published poet. Born in Senegal in the mid-eighteenth century, she was brought on a slave ship to Boston, where she was purchased as a slave. (Yes Virginia, they did … Continue reading
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O Captain! My Captain! by Walt Whitman
This is poem is an oddity for Walt, who usually wrote poems in free verse. O Captain! My Captain! our fearful trip is done; The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won; The port is near, … Continue reading
The Bells by Edgar Allen Poe
I read this in high school. I still remember this poem all these years later. I don’t know why. I. Hear the sledges with the bells– Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, tinkle, … Continue reading
Give me the Splendid, Silent, Sun by Walt Whitman
GIVE me the splendid silent sun, with all his beams full-dazzling; Give me juicy autumnal fruit, ripe and red from the orchard; Give me a field where the unmow’d grass grows; Give me an arbor, give me the trellis’d grape; … Continue reading
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A March in the Ranks Hard-Prest, And the Road Unknown
I was fortunate enough to have a teacher in the 8th grade who revered Walt Whitman’s poetry. We did a unit on him, which was probably also a crossover unit as well. In the 8th grade, we studied American History … Continue reading
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