It Sifts From Leaden Sieves By Emily Dickinson

It Sifts From Leaden Sieves By Emily Dickinson It sifts from leaden sieves, It powders all the wood, It fills with alabaster wool The wrinkles of the road. It makes an even face Of mountain and of plain, — Unbroken forehead from the east Unto the east again. It reaches to the fence, It wraps […]

Snow By Edward Thomas

Snow By Edward Thomas In the gloom of whiteness, In the great silence of snow, A child was sighing And bitterly saying: “Oh, They have killed a white bird up there on her nest, The down is fluttering from her breast!” And still it fell through that dusky brightness On the child crying for the […]

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In White By Robert Frost

In White By Robert Frost A dented spider like a snow drop white On a white Heal-all, holding up a moth Like a white piece of lifeless satin cloth – Saw ever curious eye so strange a sight? – Portent in little, assorted death and blight Like the ingredients of a witches’ broth? – The […]

White Heliotrope By Arthur Symons

White Heliotrope By Arthur Symons The feverish room and that white bed, The tumbled skirts upon a chair,    The novel flung half-open, where Hat, hair-pins, puffs, and paints are spread; The mirror that has sucked your face Into its secret deep of deeps, And there mysteriously keeps Forgotten memories of grace; And you half dressed and […]

A White Blossom By D. H. Lawrence

A White Blossom By D. H. Lawrence A tiny moon as small and white as a single jasmine flower Leans all alone above my window, on night’s wintry bower, Liquid as lime-tree blossom, soft as brilliant water or rain She shines, the first white love of my youth, passionless and in vain. Copyright © by […]

Color By Tina Chang 

Color By Tina Chang  Up ahead it’s white. Snow animal, I’m running at your back. I’ve failed to tell you I’ve been hungry all this time, to tell you I’ve been searching for you, like meat, like water. All my life, I’ve distanced myself. As if to know you was to drown. As if to […]

White Things By Anne Spencer

White Things By Anne Spencer Most things are colorful things—the sky, earth, and sea.                  Black men are most men; but the white are free! White things are rare things; so rare, so rare They stole from out a silvered world—somewhere. Finding earth-plains fair plains, save greenly grassed, […]

White In The Moon The Long Road Lies By A. E. Housman

White In The Moon The Long Road Lies By A. E. Housman White in the moon the long road lies, The moon stands blank above; White in the moon the long road lies That leads me from my love. Still hangs the hedge without a gust, Still, still the shadows stay: My feet upon the […]