Potential Titles: H Authors Misc.
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somethingdarkerSweeping by on invisible wings - H. "June" (The Knickerbocker v.10:1, July 1837)
The swallow is dipping his wings in the tide - H. "June" (The Knickerbocker v.10:1, July 1837)
Slow shadow, sailing far on high - G.H. "The Blue Bird" (The Knickerbocker v.10:1, July 1837)
The down of that pure azure breast - G.H. "The Blue Bird" (The Knickerbocker v.10:1, July 1837)
When the rosebuds hide the thorns - S.R.H. "Mabel" (in The Cornhill Magazine v.1 no.3)
With a proud defiant beauty - S.R.H. "Mabel" (in The Cornhill Magazine v.1 no.3)
Speaking sins words - S.R.H. "Mabel" (in The Cornhill Magazine v.1 no.3)
Like the tearful saint of Magdala - S.R.H. "Mabel" (in The Cornhill Magazine v.1 no.3)
I tell with equal truth and grief - W.H.H. "The Thief" [The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction v.14, no.403, 5 Dec. 1829]
Stole all the softness aether pours - W.H.H. "The Thief" [The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction v.14, no.403, 5 Dec. 1829]
Some strange, swift decree - Hermann Hagedorn "The Ghost"
Long purged of all regret - Hermann Hagedorn "The Ghost"
On their dread Sabbath prophesied - Henry S. Hagert "The Sleep of the Dead"
But forbear to stir the ashes - Henry S. Hagert "The Sleep of the Dead"
The hated torch of vengeance to repair - Henry S. Hagert "The Sleep of the Dead"
Empty promises of a broken land - Hawa Haji-Hassan "Carrying Anticipation"
But only served a reminder of famine - Hawa Haji-Hassan "Carrying Anticipation"
Into one net of hell - J.B.S. Haldane "Complaint of the Blasphemous Bombers at Beit Aiessa"
Who had trusted and obeyed - J.B.S. Haldane "Complaint of the Blasphemous Bombers at Beit Aiessa"
From this unhallowed desolation - J.B.S. Haldane "Complaint of the Blasphemous Bombers at Beit Aiessa"
A sphere out of the road of business - Sir Matthew Hale "Paraphrase from Seneca"
The stage of public action - Sir Matthew Hale "Paraphrase from Seneca"
But unacquainted with himself - Sir Matthew Hale "Paraphrase from Seneca"
A museum of rusted scythes - Donald Hall "Alterations"
Walked in a comfortless quiet - Donald Hall "Conclusion at Union Lake"
The uncanny affection of earth for water - Donald Hall "Convergences"
Underneath the garden's rage of blossoms - Donald Hall "Freezes and Junes"
That changed not with the changing years - Eliza Calvert Hall "Possession" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.26, Aug. 1880]
Desire's strong prayers and tears fall useless - Eliza Calvert Hall "Possession" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.26, Aug. 1880]
The whole of love's rich feast - Eliza Calvert Hall "Possession" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.26, Aug. 1880]
With hearts as light as snow-flakes fall - Ellyn Hall "Bringing home the holly" [Laugh and Play, no date, Project Gutenberg]
The holly-tree with berries gleaming bright - Ellyn Hall "Bringing home the holly" [Laugh and Play, no date, Project Gutenberg]
A shivering giant in its glistening cloak of white - Ellyn Hall "Bringing home the holly" [Laugh and Play, no date, Project Gutenberg]
Old Dante's voice encircles all the air - Arthur Henry Hallam "Sonnet"
Without fear feast on the music - Arthur Henry Hallam "Sonnet"
Throw off the chains of thought - Jonas Hallgrimsson "Journey's End" transl. by Dick Ringler
Often the right way becomes unavailable - Mark Halliday "Hoops with Nets"
To believe that life allows moments of sublimity - Mark Halliday "Hoops with Nets"
Hot flash vocabulary - Barbara Hamby "Ode to American English"
Candid unguent of utter unhappiness - Barbara Hamby "Ode to American English"
By the power of his word - Jupiter Hammon "A Poem for Children with Thoughts on Death"
Glow with strange significance - Patricia Hampl "This Is How Memory Works"
Hired for your silent hammer - Patricia Hampl "This Is How Memory Works"
This mansion made of thinnest air - Patricia Hampl "This Is How Memory Works"
Banished all memories of me - Mrs. Harriet S. Handy "Stanzas for Music"
An echo-tone of memory - Mrs. Harriet S. Handy "Stanzas for Music"
Where Memory the fabler dwells - Sir John Hanmer "Chimes of Antwerp"
The apotheosis of Ra's rivals - James Hannaham "Apophasis Now"
And blest ten thousand happy things - Rev. J. Wesley Hanson "The Fairy's Gift" [Small Means and Great Ends - PG. 1851. Edited by Mrs. M.H. Adams]
And played a thousand merry pranks - Rev. J. Wesley Hanson "The Fairy's Gift" [Small Means and Great Ends - PG. 1851. Edited by Mrs. M.H. Adams]
My fingers hurt from stroking the sun - Hao Guang Tse "to give the thing a name that belongs to something else"
With hardly a glimmer of light or life - Kerry Hardie "Acceptance"
My car tires swishing on the lying water - Kerry Hardie "Acceptance"
The crows balance and rocking on the windy lines - Kerry Hardie "Acceptance"
Yesterday it was still January - Kerry Hardie "Acceptance"
Choke down snake of shame - Tara Hardy "Body Encounters Barrier, or Stairs (Not a Metaphor)"
Set on weatherproof interdependence - Tara Hardy "Body Encounters Barrier, or Stairs (Not a Metaphor)"
Revenge like the stillness of snow - Jared Harel "January 20, 2021"
But have no voice for singing - Edward Nathaniel Harleston "I Cannot Sing"
Love as thou art worthy to be loved - Harriet "Lines to -- [O could I love thee, love as though art worthy]" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.444, 3 July 1852]
Tenderness my purpose might have moved - Harriet "Lines to -- [O could I love thee, love as though art worthy]" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.444, 3 July 1852]
When time has cancelled every trace of this - Harriet "Lines to -- [O could I love thee, love as though art worthy]" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.444, 3 July 1852]
And shape dissent from light - Janice N. Harrington "Burn"
Will wrench invading roots - Janice N. Harrington "Burn"
I am interruption - Janice N. Harrington "Burn"
The still waters of the silver sea - C.R.S. Harris "Sonnet"
The glory of the moon's cold smile - C.R.S. Harris "Sonnet"
Reflect the splendour of eternity - C.R.S. Harris "Sonnet"
Behind me into the future - Duriel E. Harris "The Soldier's Dream"
Walls of eyes and teeth - Duriel E. Harris "What he thought belly down, when I was 8 years old"
Flesh of kerosene and black fire - Duriel E. Harris "What he thought belly down, when I was 8 years old"
Under the ease of my hammer - Jalynn Harris "The Life of a Writer"
To spend all morning dreaming - Jalynn Harris "The Life of a Writer"
The knives of my fingers - Jalynn Harris "The Life of a Writer"
In the cold stars' wake - Reginald Harris "Song [My heart was blithe at morning]"
Dead hopes and faded joys of bright departed years - Rev. T.L. Harris "The Mourners" [Graham's Magazine v.XXII no.12, Dec. 1848]
The burden of that faint and melancholy lay - Rev. T.L. Harris "The Mourners" [Graham's Magazine v.XXII no.12, Dec. 1848]
In whom myth was strongest - S. Frances Harrison "November"
From off the cheeks of the moon - Marsden Hartley "Fishmonger"
Swimming on a young October sky - Marsden Hartley "Fishmonger"
Enjoyed the zeal of Arthur's rule - Herbert W. Hartman, Jr. "Dagonet"
Beyond some alien hill of dreams - Herbert W. Hartman, Jr. "Valediction"
Now the crucible is breaking - F. Hartmann "Endlich bricht der heisse Tiegel" transl. by James W. Alexander
Sorrows quell our insurrection - F. Hartmann "Endlich bricht der heisse Tiegel" transl. by James W. Alexander
Lead disciples to their sun - F. Hartmann "Endlich bricht der heisse Tiegel" transl. by James W. Alexander
Sorrow's watch of sighs - F. Hartmann "Endlich bricht der heisse Tiegel" transl. by James W. Alexander
One ghostly fragrance lingering - Mercy Harvey "Song"
Full of a troubled dream - Mercy Harvey "Song [Oh! who hath seen Twilight the solemn-eyed?]"
The sun begins to build its house of gold - Margaret Hasse "Art"
Alone in the attic of creation - Margaret Hasse "Art"
Paints an upside-down bowl of blue essence - Margaret Hasse "Art"
Found her patch of sky and shared her vision - Margaret Hasse "Art"
I will ask the rose - Walter Everette Hawkins "Ask Me Why I Love You"
Loves the dews of spring - Walter Everette Hawkins "Ask Me Why I Love You"
Ask the lover's heart - Walter Everette Hawkins "Ask Me Why I Love You"
Better than the rue - Walter Everette Hawkins "Ask Me Why I Love You"
Where Sorrow walks with Sin - James M. Hayes "Old Nuns"
The Dragon that our Seas did raise - Robert Hayman "Of the Great and Famous Ever to Be Honoured Knight, Sir Francis Drake, and of My Little-Little Selfe"
Unto his foes more terrible - Robert Hayman "Of the Great and Famous Ever to Be Honoured Knight, Sir Francis Drake, and of My Little-Little Selfe"
We shall have none such any more - Robert Hayman "Of the Great and Famous Ever to Be Honoured Knight, Sir Francis Drake, and of My Little-Little Selfe"
They bring their dead to me daily - Maryann Hazen-Stearns "Embalmer"
Osiris' arms open and wait seventy days and nights - Maryann Hazen-Stearns "Embalmer"
Mapped the earth as we imagined it - Samuel Hazo "High, Higher, Highest"
From seashores to the stratosphere - Samuel Hazo "High, Higher, Highest"
Around a sunken circle of laughter - Clemonce Heard "The United States of Montessori"
No time left for deceiving - Josephine D. Heard "Sunshine After Cloud"
Covered nest of passions - Charles Heavysege "Magnanimous and Mean"
Fastened us to one common frame of mind - Michael Heffernan "The Empress"
Graced a naked aptitude for rage - Michael Heffernan "The Empress"
Wander the morning in circles - Michael Heffernan "Save Yourself"
A spray of lyrical hibiscus - Michael Heffernan "The Scent of Rose Water"
So torn by my tides - Stefania Heim "So Torn by My Tides"
In a season of severing and severances - Marwa Helal "the days is numbered"
Spirit spent to coalesce - Marwa Helal "the days is numbered"
Sleepless gnomes that haunt the night - Percy Hemingway "Love's Tyranny"
A shrine in the gap of our palms - Destiny Hemphill "our own names"
Can quiet the lily abloom - Stephanie Hemphill "Dance"
Promises like a cup of tears - Stephanie Hemphill "Dance"
Leap over what you fear - Stephanie Hemphill "Dance"
Do not be confined by the moon - Stephanie Hemphill "Dance"
Carved me in the semblance of a god - Alice Corbin Henderson "From the Stone Age"
Casting a silver-laced pattern - Alice Corbin Henderson "From the Stone Age"
Through my pores of stone - Alice Corbin Henderson "From the Stone Age"
The taste of happiness in the throat - Alice Corbin Henderson "From the Stone Age"
From the king on his throne, to the pauper in tatters - Percy Hendon "On Lord Grosvenor's Annual Income" [The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction v.12, no.335, 11 Oct. 1828]
By close computation I found it came near - Percy Hendon "On Lord Grosvenor's Annual Income" [The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction v.12, no.335, 11 Oct. 1828]
Where so many lies remain lost to winter - Gordon Henry "It Was Snowing on the Monuments"
An immersion in going away - Gordon Henry "It Was Snowing on the Monuments"
Already in the broken gone - Gordon Henry "It Was Snowing on the Monuments"
As we beat up the mile - Cicely Herbert "Horses of Tartary"
First sways the yielding frame - W.H. Herbert "Stanzas to a Lady"
Dissolve in Love's soft flame - W.H. Herbert "Stanzas to a Lady"
Such spectators we were - Niki Herd "Bird"
Unconcerned with the inconvenience of his presence - Niki Herd "Bird"
Deepest tunnel of unbecoming - Niki Herd "The Stuff of Hollywood"
Undrown from the incivility of this world - Niki Herd "The Stuff of Hollywood"
The solid bastion in the middle of battle - Nicolás Heredia y Mota "The American Flag" transl. by Edgar Peguero y Heredia
The roaring horizon of the bomb and the bullets - Nicolás Heredia y Mota "The American Flag" transl. by Edgar Peguero y Heredia
A crooked meteor slicing what's left of the sky - fei hernandez "Singing Funeral"
One million doves in the driver seat - fei hernandez "Singing Funeral"
Razor sharp petals as armor - fei hernandez "Singing Funeral"
Unsung mourning in choir - fei hernandez "Singing Funeral"
With no swords and no constellations - Lee Herrick "jap"
Though of tenderness they bring no token - Walter Herries [found in his papers after his death, attribution uncertain] "Good-Night" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXV no.3, Sept. 1849]
Be mine alone the darkness and the sorrow - Walter Herries [found in his papers after his death, attribution uncertain] "Good-Night" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXV no.3, Sept. 1849]
Strange oracles would stammer - Walter Herries "Reminiscences of a Reader"
Water knew anything could be a seed - Matthew Herskovitz "Water on Mars"
But never actually awakens the trees - Michael Hettich "The Angels"
As different from thought or song as a dream - Michael Hettich "The Angels"
When dusk fell, a clutch of black birds landed - Michael Hettich "The Angels"
There in that unfamiliar landscape - Michael Hettich "The Angels"
Only as the earth forgets - Ethel M. Hewitt "Heart's Tide"
Chalices of sand - Ethel M. Hewitt "Heart's Tide"
Whom Prometheus first defied - Luisa Hewitt "Ave Atque Vale"
Charioteers of punctual sun and moon - Luisa Hewitt "Ave Atque Vale"
Each increased the other's glow - Luisa Hewitt "[You lit your cigarette from mine]"
But left us ashes and regret - Luisa Hewitt "[You lit your cigarette from mine]"
Laughter across the intervening stars - R.M. Hewitt "Gaudium in Coelo"
The immortal sons of thunder - R.M. Hewitt "Gaudium in Coelo"
With night we banish sorrow - Thomas Heywood "Good-Morrow"
Wings from the wind to please her - Thomas Heywood "Good-Morrow"
Notes from the lark I'll borrow - Thomas Heywood "Good-Morrow"
The distinctions between diamonds and hearts - Emily Hiestand "Planting in Tuscaloosa"
Students of our fathers' disciplines - Nora Hikari "Imago Dei"
An avid disciple of scripture and royalty - Nora Hikari "Imago Dei"
Carved myself into the civil shape of a knife - Nora Hikari "Imago Dei"
Pared until only the edge remained - Nora Hikari "Imago Dei"
Fill the ocean with melted ice - Arden Eli Hill "None of the Star Trek Ships Are Named After Confederate Generals"
Disturb us with the thought of strife - E.E. St. L. Hill "Parting"
Bitter black it falls between - Francis Hill "Rich Man, Poor Man"
Wake to my name called from nowhere - Krysten Hill "Nothing"
Punctuating the whole of my life - Sean Hill "Hello"
Deserving of the definite article - Sean Hill "Hello"
I'd climb for you the rainbow stairs - Mrs. E. Annette Hills "A Little Girl's Wedding Gift" [Our Young Folks at Home and Abroad (ed. by Daphne Dale), 1894]
And bring a star to bless this day - Mrs. E. Annette Hills "A Little Girl's Wedding Gift" [Our Young Folks at Home and Abroad (ed. by Daphne Dale), 1894]
Please count my eyes your stars - Mrs. E. Annette Hills "A Little Girl's Wedding Gift" [Our Young Folks at Home and Abroad (ed. by Daphne Dale), 1894]
And golden stars bring peace at night - Mrs. E. Annette Hills "A Little Girl's Wedding Gift" [Our Young Folks at Home and Abroad (ed. by Daphne Dale), 1894]
Where does the sea end - Robert Hillyer "Fog"
On the thin mirage of ocean - Robert Hillyer "Fog"
We are not quite alone - Robert Hillyer "Fog"
Their union blessed by a full moon - Alicia Hilton "The Blacksmith's Box of Haunted Memories"
Until all of existence stood still - Cheng Him "Declaration"
An elephant wept in ancient memory - Cheng Him "Declaration"
All they care for is ghosts - Noor Hindi "Breaking [News]"
I outcry the eagles - Noor Hindi "Breaking [News]"
Holds a butterfly to the sky - Noor Hindi "Breaking [News]"
Or share location with it - H.L. Hix "Blur"
Between my senses and my self - H.L. Hix "Blur"
My voice visits - H.L. Hix "Blur"
A shadow under gold streaks - Millie Ho "Beasts of New France"
The bullet-riddled aftermath - Millie Ho "Beasts of New France"
Your atoms scrambled and refused - Millie Ho "3D-Printed Brother"
Made real by their weight in sweat - Millie Ho "3D-Printed Brother"
The traveler's heart has a hundred thoughts - Ho Sun "At Parting" transl. by Burton Watson
Time balanced on a fish egg - Sy Hoahwah "Church for the Disliked"
Go to baptize the plants - Sy Hoahwah "Church for the Disliked"
Nature in her changeful moods - M.A. [Mary Anne] Hoare "To Wordsworth" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.423, 7 Feb. 1852]
Deep accordance with the harmony - M.A. [Mary Anne] Hoare "To Wordsworth" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.423, 7 Feb. 1852]
A concert of Creation on the wind - M.A. [Mary Anne] Hoare "To Wordsworth" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.423, 7 Feb. 1852]
Quiet star-light on a troubled stream - M.A. [Mary Anne] Hoare "To Wordsworth" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.423, 7 Feb. 1852]
My Psyche with the rainbowed wings - Sarah D. Hobart "Elusive" [Lippincott's Magazine, Oct. 1885]
Sips the tulip's chaliced wine - Sarah D. Hobart "Elusive" [Lippincott's Magazine, Oct. 1885]
Would prove but rugged rock and sand - Sarah D. Hobart "Elusive" [Lippincott's Magazine, Oct. 1885]
And you could try me - Mary Ann Hoberman "Changing"
Sand for salt - Mary Ann Hoberman "Oak Leaf Plate"
Her appetite rules her - Mary Ann Hoberman "Shrew"
Where the gates of the Storm-god are - William D. Hodjkiss "Song of the Storm Swept-Plain"
Engulf the last dim star - William D. Hodjkiss "Song of the Storm Swept-Plain"
Snow-sharp breath - William D. Hodjkiss "Song of the Storm Swept-Plain"
The blinding, pathless night - William D. Hodjkiss "Song of the Storm Swept-Plain"
Stood before the iron sleet - Charles Fenno Hoffman "Monterey"
In deadly drifts of fiery spray - Charles Fenno Hoffman "Monterey"
The Wild Huntsman that shoots the hares - Dr. Heinrich Hoffman "The Story of the Wild Huntsman"
Back to your lands of light - Norah M. Holland "O Littlest Hands and Dearest"
Where the waters grieve - Norah M. Holland "A Storm at Night"
Spilling out the honey - Norah M. Holland "To Audrey, Aged Four"
Arrive without certificate or cash - Bill Holm "Wedding Poem For Schele and Phil"
Rolling dissonances doomed to clash - Bill Holm "Wedding Poem For Schele and Phil"
An enormous golden lion calm and sleeping - Bill Holm "Wedding Poem For Schele and Phil"
What pale excuse is this - Elizabeth Curtis Holman "After a Reading of 'Darkwater'"
Our lips sent up so sweet a chime - Elizabeth Curtis Holman "We Pulled a Rose in Summer Time"
The grinding hours since I left - Meredith Holmes "In Praise of My Bed"
The welcome parade put on by ghosts - Darrel Alejandro Holnes "Black Parade"
Shouting and screaming in tongues - Darrel Alejandro Holnes "Black Parade"
Through ghosts in a constant march - Darrel Alejandro Holnes "Black Parade"
River is time in water - Barten Holyday "Distiches"
The sick hart eats a snake - Barten Holyday "Distiches"
Pride cannot see itself - Barten Holyday "Distiches"
A mountain of sugar-candy - Arno Holz "Phantasus" transl. by Babette Deutsch and Avrahm Yarmolinsky
In my round sea of tinfoil - Arno Holz "Phantasus" transl. by Babette Deutsch and Avrahm Yarmolinsky
Mirrored all her angels - Arno Holz "Phantasus" transl. by Babette Deutsch and Avrahm Yarmolinsky
The buds are burst in the warren - F. Wyville Home "A Modern Madrigal" [Chamber's Journal of Popular Literature, Science and Art, 5th series, no.41--v.I, 11 Oct. 1884]
To spackle our sorrow in ochre - Anna Maria Hong "We Were"
Speckled in splashes of sleep - Garrett Hongo 'On "Phantasmagorique #15," a Painting'
Who freeze in Dante's hell - H.J. Hope "An Alpine Picture"
Mind and will fought the cold duel - H.J. Hope "The Patrol"
The haunted silence quenched - H.J. Hope "The Patrol"
Where dreams come to surface - Ismael Angaluuk Hope "Dance Practice"
Whose voices made them tremble - Ellen Hopkins "By Some Stroke of Heaven"
Futures not free of obstacles - Ellen Hopkins "By Some Stroke of Heaven"
But brighter for conquering - Ellen Hopkins "By Some Stroke of Heaven"
Concentrate on every play - Lee Bennett Hopkins "Endgame"
Hear my silent voice - Lee Bennett Hopkins "Painter"
A Sabbath-calm possessed her - Laurence Housman "Annus Mirabilis (1902)"
When in the woods I wander - Edward Hovell-Thurlow "The Sylvan Life"
That are my solace and delight - Edward Hovell-Thurlow "The Sylvan Life"
Which all evil can allay - Edward Hovell-Thurlow "To a Bird that Haunted the Water of Laken in the Winter"
Stir in the dark of the stars unborn - Richard Hovey "The Death Song of Taliesin"
Of the burning heart of the world on fire - Richard Hovey "The Death Song of Taliesin"
Into Divinity ever transmuting the clod - Richard Hovey "The Death Song of Taliesin"
A troth as just as had Penelope - Henry Howard, Earl of Surrey "The Excellency of His Love"
To match the candle with the sun - Henry Howard, Earl of Surrey "The Excellency of His Love"
Where the sweet hawthorn blossoms - Mrs. Volney E. Howard "The Dusty White Rose"
Through dark Destiny's hour - Mrs. Volney E. Howard "The Dusty White Rose"
In life's rugged pathway - Mrs. Volney E. Howard "The Dusty White Rose"
Where the grapes of wrath are stored - Julia Ward Howe "Battle-Hymn of the Republic"
In the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps - Julia Ward Howe "Battle-Hymn of the Republic"
Writ in burnished rows of steel - Julia Ward Howe "Battle-Hymn of the Republic"
The trumpet that shall never call retreat - Julia Ward Howe "Battle-Hymn of the Republic"
I call you home tomorrow - LeAnne Howe "1918, Iva Describes Her Deathbed"
As our bodies flake into stars - LeAnne Howe "1918, Iva Describes Her Deathbed"
As we turned the last windy corner - Marie Howe "Walking Home"
With an impulse thrice intense - M.A. DeWolfe Howe "The Blind"
Who were the arches the pillars of my life - Marie Howe "My Dead Friends"
Relief when the world gave none - Marie Howe "My Dead Friends"
Nothing to stop time - Susan Howe "Periscope"
All the way to zero - Susan Howe "Periscope"
Over the weeping grass they drift - Mildred Howells "Fog Wraiths"
Meant me to be hungry - Mildred Howells "God's Will"
Clouds and water block the way home - Hsiang Ssu "The Ailing Japanese Monk" transl. by Burton Watson
Dreams of home are ended now - Hsiang Ssu "The Ailing Japanese Monk" transl. by Burton Watson
Taking leave at the western river - Hsieh Ling-Yun "Replying to a Poem from My Cousin Hui-lien" transl. by Burton Watson
I turned my shadow back - Hsieh Ling-Yun "Replying to a Poem from My Cousin Hui-lien" transl. by Burton Watson
When the mountain peach unfurls its crimson petals - Hsieh Ling-Yun "Replying to a Poem from My Cousin Hui-lien" transl. by Burton Watson
Clear light that makes men joyful - Hsieh Ling-Yun "Written on the Lake, Returning from the Retreat at Stone Cliff" transl. by Burton Watson
Noises that fall through the yellow dust - Hsieh Shang "Song of the Thoroughfare" transl. by Burton Watson
Crimson fruit chilled in water - Hsieh T'iao "In a Provincial Capital Sick in Bed: Presented to the Shang-shu Shen" transl. by Burton Watson
Whistling while time piles up - Hsieh T'iao "In a Provincial Capital Sick in Bed: Presented to the Shang-shu Shen" transl. by Burton Watson
Not knowing the taste of grief - Hsin Ch'i-chi "[When I Was Young]" transl. by Burton Watson
When the swallows returned last year - Hsin Ch'i-chi "When the Swallows Returned" transl. not credited [The Jade Flute, c.1960, Project Gutenberg]
And scattered dust over harp and books - Hsin Ch'i-chi "When the Swallows Returned" transl. not credited [The Jade Flute, c.1960, Project Gutenberg]
Their whirling shapes accept no charge - Hsu Kan "The Wife's Thoughts" transl. by Burton Watson
My shining mirror darkens with neglect - Hsu Kan "The Wife's Thoughts" transl. by Burton Watson
And find you between then and now - Jennifer Huang "Fantasy Self-Erasure"
Kiss the cheek of my periphery - Jennifer Huang "Neighborhood Walk"
Touch like a long goodbye - Jennifer Huang "Neighborhood Walk"
West wind slaughters the lingering heat - Huang T'ing-chien "Once More Following the Rhymes of Pin-lao's Poem 'Getting Up After Illness and Strolling in the Eastern Garden'" transl. by Burton Watson
The sky dripping from his heart - Amorak Huey "We Were All Odysseus in Those Days"
About buying time & making do - Amorak Huey "We Were All Odysseus in Those Days"
Grind the fable of my life down - Jane Huffman "On Moving"
Tie my body to the floor - Jane Huffman "On Moving"
Stasis is a sieve - Jane Huffman "On Moving"
A punch that knocks the wind and spirit clear - Brian Hugenbruch "Worlds I Didn't Hear"
Acid rain from a sky the color of cinders - Brian Hugenbruch "Worlds I Didn't Hear"
The charnel stench of the end of the world - Brian Hugenbruch "Worlds I Didn't Hear"
Abandoned to the rocks - Richard Hugo "Death of the Kapowsin Tavern"
The tides of time run out - Eleanor Hull "The Old Woman of Beare"
Yet more prayers left undone - Eleanor Hull "The Old Woman of Beare"
Spread my garment in the sun - Eleanor Hull "The Old Woman of Beare"
Disturbs my fireside's stillness - Eleanor Hull "The Old Woman of Beare"
Unconsecrated ground cannot hold them - Jay Hulme "Seeking Trans Ancestors in Provincial Graveyards"
Drag my feet over endless graves - Jay Hulme "Seeking Trans Ancestors in Provincial Graveyards"
A scent of earth in the night - Louisa Humphreys "All Souls' Night"
Besides the shades of the night - Louisa Humphreys "All Souls' Night"
Sobs besides the sobs of the window - Louisa Humphreys "All Souls' Night"
Follows ear and echo - Erica Hunt "Lines on Love's (Loss*)"
In random thirsts rise - Erica Hunt "Lines on Love's (Loss*)"
In this world of digression - J. Hunt, Jr. "The Cottage"
Fame's parchment to fill - J. Hunt, Jr. "The Cottage"
Remind me of my own declining sun - J. Hunt, Jr. "Evening"
When my sands of life are run - J. Hunt, Jr. "Evening"
Noonday golds and shadows - Ellen MacKay Hutchinson "June"
Thy wild-rose sermons - Ellen MacKay Hutchinson "June"
Reeking spoil for savage hands - Percy Adams Hutchison "The Swordless Christ"
Once drunk with blood - Percy Adams Hutchison "The Swordless Christ"
And tread them to their doom - Percy Adams Hutchison "The Swordless Christ"
Twin spirits in alternate ebb and flow - Maurice Hutton, LL.D. "Introduction [to Wayside Poems by William Hodgson Ellis]"
The earliest pipe of half-awakened day - Maurice Hutton, LL.D. "Introduction [to Wayside Poems by William Hodgson Ellis]"
Weeds have become our asphodel - Maurice Hutton, LL.D. "Introduction [to Wayside Poems by William Hodgson Ellis]"
An echo and a banshee - Su Hwang "Little Matrons"
The sun in her height - Douglas Hyde "The Breedyeen"
In the glens of the air - Douglas Hyde "The Breedyeen"
A honey mist on a day of frost - Douglas Hyde "The Cooleen"
Waken relief from despair - Douglas Hyde "My Grief on the Sea"
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The swallow is dipping his wings in the tide - H. "June" (The Knickerbocker v.10:1, July 1837)
Slow shadow, sailing far on high - G.H. "The Blue Bird" (The Knickerbocker v.10:1, July 1837)
The down of that pure azure breast - G.H. "The Blue Bird" (The Knickerbocker v.10:1, July 1837)
When the rosebuds hide the thorns - S.R.H. "Mabel" (in The Cornhill Magazine v.1 no.3)
With a proud defiant beauty - S.R.H. "Mabel" (in The Cornhill Magazine v.1 no.3)
Speaking sins words - S.R.H. "Mabel" (in The Cornhill Magazine v.1 no.3)
Like the tearful saint of Magdala - S.R.H. "Mabel" (in The Cornhill Magazine v.1 no.3)
I tell with equal truth and grief - W.H.H. "The Thief" [The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction v.14, no.403, 5 Dec. 1829]
Stole all the softness aether pours - W.H.H. "The Thief" [The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction v.14, no.403, 5 Dec. 1829]
Some strange, swift decree - Hermann Hagedorn "The Ghost"
Long purged of all regret - Hermann Hagedorn "The Ghost"
On their dread Sabbath prophesied - Henry S. Hagert "The Sleep of the Dead"
But forbear to stir the ashes - Henry S. Hagert "The Sleep of the Dead"
The hated torch of vengeance to repair - Henry S. Hagert "The Sleep of the Dead"
Empty promises of a broken land - Hawa Haji-Hassan "Carrying Anticipation"
But only served a reminder of famine - Hawa Haji-Hassan "Carrying Anticipation"
Into one net of hell - J.B.S. Haldane "Complaint of the Blasphemous Bombers at Beit Aiessa"
Who had trusted and obeyed - J.B.S. Haldane "Complaint of the Blasphemous Bombers at Beit Aiessa"
From this unhallowed desolation - J.B.S. Haldane "Complaint of the Blasphemous Bombers at Beit Aiessa"
A sphere out of the road of business - Sir Matthew Hale "Paraphrase from Seneca"
The stage of public action - Sir Matthew Hale "Paraphrase from Seneca"
But unacquainted with himself - Sir Matthew Hale "Paraphrase from Seneca"
A museum of rusted scythes - Donald Hall "Alterations"
Walked in a comfortless quiet - Donald Hall "Conclusion at Union Lake"
The uncanny affection of earth for water - Donald Hall "Convergences"
Underneath the garden's rage of blossoms - Donald Hall "Freezes and Junes"
That changed not with the changing years - Eliza Calvert Hall "Possession" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.26, Aug. 1880]
Desire's strong prayers and tears fall useless - Eliza Calvert Hall "Possession" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.26, Aug. 1880]
The whole of love's rich feast - Eliza Calvert Hall "Possession" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.26, Aug. 1880]
With hearts as light as snow-flakes fall - Ellyn Hall "Bringing home the holly" [Laugh and Play, no date, Project Gutenberg]
The holly-tree with berries gleaming bright - Ellyn Hall "Bringing home the holly" [Laugh and Play, no date, Project Gutenberg]
A shivering giant in its glistening cloak of white - Ellyn Hall "Bringing home the holly" [Laugh and Play, no date, Project Gutenberg]
Old Dante's voice encircles all the air - Arthur Henry Hallam "Sonnet"
Without fear feast on the music - Arthur Henry Hallam "Sonnet"
Throw off the chains of thought - Jonas Hallgrimsson "Journey's End" transl. by Dick Ringler
Often the right way becomes unavailable - Mark Halliday "Hoops with Nets"
To believe that life allows moments of sublimity - Mark Halliday "Hoops with Nets"
Hot flash vocabulary - Barbara Hamby "Ode to American English"
Candid unguent of utter unhappiness - Barbara Hamby "Ode to American English"
By the power of his word - Jupiter Hammon "A Poem for Children with Thoughts on Death"
Glow with strange significance - Patricia Hampl "This Is How Memory Works"
Hired for your silent hammer - Patricia Hampl "This Is How Memory Works"
This mansion made of thinnest air - Patricia Hampl "This Is How Memory Works"
Banished all memories of me - Mrs. Harriet S. Handy "Stanzas for Music"
An echo-tone of memory - Mrs. Harriet S. Handy "Stanzas for Music"
Where Memory the fabler dwells - Sir John Hanmer "Chimes of Antwerp"
The apotheosis of Ra's rivals - James Hannaham "Apophasis Now"
And blest ten thousand happy things - Rev. J. Wesley Hanson "The Fairy's Gift" [Small Means and Great Ends - PG. 1851. Edited by Mrs. M.H. Adams]
And played a thousand merry pranks - Rev. J. Wesley Hanson "The Fairy's Gift" [Small Means and Great Ends - PG. 1851. Edited by Mrs. M.H. Adams]
My fingers hurt from stroking the sun - Hao Guang Tse "to give the thing a name that belongs to something else"
With hardly a glimmer of light or life - Kerry Hardie "Acceptance"
My car tires swishing on the lying water - Kerry Hardie "Acceptance"
The crows balance and rocking on the windy lines - Kerry Hardie "Acceptance"
Yesterday it was still January - Kerry Hardie "Acceptance"
Choke down snake of shame - Tara Hardy "Body Encounters Barrier, or Stairs (Not a Metaphor)"
Set on weatherproof interdependence - Tara Hardy "Body Encounters Barrier, or Stairs (Not a Metaphor)"
Revenge like the stillness of snow - Jared Harel "January 20, 2021"
But have no voice for singing - Edward Nathaniel Harleston "I Cannot Sing"
Love as thou art worthy to be loved - Harriet "Lines to -- [O could I love thee, love as though art worthy]" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.444, 3 July 1852]
Tenderness my purpose might have moved - Harriet "Lines to -- [O could I love thee, love as though art worthy]" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.444, 3 July 1852]
When time has cancelled every trace of this - Harriet "Lines to -- [O could I love thee, love as though art worthy]" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.444, 3 July 1852]
And shape dissent from light - Janice N. Harrington "Burn"
Will wrench invading roots - Janice N. Harrington "Burn"
I am interruption - Janice N. Harrington "Burn"
The still waters of the silver sea - C.R.S. Harris "Sonnet"
The glory of the moon's cold smile - C.R.S. Harris "Sonnet"
Reflect the splendour of eternity - C.R.S. Harris "Sonnet"
Behind me into the future - Duriel E. Harris "The Soldier's Dream"
Walls of eyes and teeth - Duriel E. Harris "What he thought belly down, when I was 8 years old"
Flesh of kerosene and black fire - Duriel E. Harris "What he thought belly down, when I was 8 years old"
Under the ease of my hammer - Jalynn Harris "The Life of a Writer"
To spend all morning dreaming - Jalynn Harris "The Life of a Writer"
The knives of my fingers - Jalynn Harris "The Life of a Writer"
In the cold stars' wake - Reginald Harris "Song [My heart was blithe at morning]"
Dead hopes and faded joys of bright departed years - Rev. T.L. Harris "The Mourners" [Graham's Magazine v.XXII no.12, Dec. 1848]
The burden of that faint and melancholy lay - Rev. T.L. Harris "The Mourners" [Graham's Magazine v.XXII no.12, Dec. 1848]
In whom myth was strongest - S. Frances Harrison "November"
From off the cheeks of the moon - Marsden Hartley "Fishmonger"
Swimming on a young October sky - Marsden Hartley "Fishmonger"
Enjoyed the zeal of Arthur's rule - Herbert W. Hartman, Jr. "Dagonet"
Beyond some alien hill of dreams - Herbert W. Hartman, Jr. "Valediction"
Now the crucible is breaking - F. Hartmann "Endlich bricht der heisse Tiegel" transl. by James W. Alexander
Sorrows quell our insurrection - F. Hartmann "Endlich bricht der heisse Tiegel" transl. by James W. Alexander
Lead disciples to their sun - F. Hartmann "Endlich bricht der heisse Tiegel" transl. by James W. Alexander
Sorrow's watch of sighs - F. Hartmann "Endlich bricht der heisse Tiegel" transl. by James W. Alexander
One ghostly fragrance lingering - Mercy Harvey "Song"
Full of a troubled dream - Mercy Harvey "Song [Oh! who hath seen Twilight the solemn-eyed?]"
The sun begins to build its house of gold - Margaret Hasse "Art"
Alone in the attic of creation - Margaret Hasse "Art"
Paints an upside-down bowl of blue essence - Margaret Hasse "Art"
Found her patch of sky and shared her vision - Margaret Hasse "Art"
I will ask the rose - Walter Everette Hawkins "Ask Me Why I Love You"
Loves the dews of spring - Walter Everette Hawkins "Ask Me Why I Love You"
Ask the lover's heart - Walter Everette Hawkins "Ask Me Why I Love You"
Better than the rue - Walter Everette Hawkins "Ask Me Why I Love You"
Where Sorrow walks with Sin - James M. Hayes "Old Nuns"
The Dragon that our Seas did raise - Robert Hayman "Of the Great and Famous Ever to Be Honoured Knight, Sir Francis Drake, and of My Little-Little Selfe"
Unto his foes more terrible - Robert Hayman "Of the Great and Famous Ever to Be Honoured Knight, Sir Francis Drake, and of My Little-Little Selfe"
We shall have none such any more - Robert Hayman "Of the Great and Famous Ever to Be Honoured Knight, Sir Francis Drake, and of My Little-Little Selfe"
They bring their dead to me daily - Maryann Hazen-Stearns "Embalmer"
Osiris' arms open and wait seventy days and nights - Maryann Hazen-Stearns "Embalmer"
Mapped the earth as we imagined it - Samuel Hazo "High, Higher, Highest"
From seashores to the stratosphere - Samuel Hazo "High, Higher, Highest"
Around a sunken circle of laughter - Clemonce Heard "The United States of Montessori"
No time left for deceiving - Josephine D. Heard "Sunshine After Cloud"
Covered nest of passions - Charles Heavysege "Magnanimous and Mean"
Fastened us to one common frame of mind - Michael Heffernan "The Empress"
Graced a naked aptitude for rage - Michael Heffernan "The Empress"
Wander the morning in circles - Michael Heffernan "Save Yourself"
A spray of lyrical hibiscus - Michael Heffernan "The Scent of Rose Water"
So torn by my tides - Stefania Heim "So Torn by My Tides"
In a season of severing and severances - Marwa Helal "the days is numbered"
Spirit spent to coalesce - Marwa Helal "the days is numbered"
Sleepless gnomes that haunt the night - Percy Hemingway "Love's Tyranny"
A shrine in the gap of our palms - Destiny Hemphill "our own names"
Can quiet the lily abloom - Stephanie Hemphill "Dance"
Promises like a cup of tears - Stephanie Hemphill "Dance"
Leap over what you fear - Stephanie Hemphill "Dance"
Do not be confined by the moon - Stephanie Hemphill "Dance"
Carved me in the semblance of a god - Alice Corbin Henderson "From the Stone Age"
Casting a silver-laced pattern - Alice Corbin Henderson "From the Stone Age"
Through my pores of stone - Alice Corbin Henderson "From the Stone Age"
The taste of happiness in the throat - Alice Corbin Henderson "From the Stone Age"
From the king on his throne, to the pauper in tatters - Percy Hendon "On Lord Grosvenor's Annual Income" [The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction v.12, no.335, 11 Oct. 1828]
By close computation I found it came near - Percy Hendon "On Lord Grosvenor's Annual Income" [The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction v.12, no.335, 11 Oct. 1828]
Where so many lies remain lost to winter - Gordon Henry "It Was Snowing on the Monuments"
An immersion in going away - Gordon Henry "It Was Snowing on the Monuments"
Already in the broken gone - Gordon Henry "It Was Snowing on the Monuments"
As we beat up the mile - Cicely Herbert "Horses of Tartary"
First sways the yielding frame - W.H. Herbert "Stanzas to a Lady"
Dissolve in Love's soft flame - W.H. Herbert "Stanzas to a Lady"
Such spectators we were - Niki Herd "Bird"
Unconcerned with the inconvenience of his presence - Niki Herd "Bird"
Deepest tunnel of unbecoming - Niki Herd "The Stuff of Hollywood"
Undrown from the incivility of this world - Niki Herd "The Stuff of Hollywood"
The solid bastion in the middle of battle - Nicolás Heredia y Mota "The American Flag" transl. by Edgar Peguero y Heredia
The roaring horizon of the bomb and the bullets - Nicolás Heredia y Mota "The American Flag" transl. by Edgar Peguero y Heredia
A crooked meteor slicing what's left of the sky - fei hernandez "Singing Funeral"
One million doves in the driver seat - fei hernandez "Singing Funeral"
Razor sharp petals as armor - fei hernandez "Singing Funeral"
Unsung mourning in choir - fei hernandez "Singing Funeral"
With no swords and no constellations - Lee Herrick "jap"
Though of tenderness they bring no token - Walter Herries [found in his papers after his death, attribution uncertain] "Good-Night" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXV no.3, Sept. 1849]
Be mine alone the darkness and the sorrow - Walter Herries [found in his papers after his death, attribution uncertain] "Good-Night" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXV no.3, Sept. 1849]
Strange oracles would stammer - Walter Herries "Reminiscences of a Reader"
Water knew anything could be a seed - Matthew Herskovitz "Water on Mars"
But never actually awakens the trees - Michael Hettich "The Angels"
As different from thought or song as a dream - Michael Hettich "The Angels"
When dusk fell, a clutch of black birds landed - Michael Hettich "The Angels"
There in that unfamiliar landscape - Michael Hettich "The Angels"
Only as the earth forgets - Ethel M. Hewitt "Heart's Tide"
Chalices of sand - Ethel M. Hewitt "Heart's Tide"
Whom Prometheus first defied - Luisa Hewitt "Ave Atque Vale"
Charioteers of punctual sun and moon - Luisa Hewitt "Ave Atque Vale"
Each increased the other's glow - Luisa Hewitt "[You lit your cigarette from mine]"
But left us ashes and regret - Luisa Hewitt "[You lit your cigarette from mine]"
Laughter across the intervening stars - R.M. Hewitt "Gaudium in Coelo"
The immortal sons of thunder - R.M. Hewitt "Gaudium in Coelo"
With night we banish sorrow - Thomas Heywood "Good-Morrow"
Wings from the wind to please her - Thomas Heywood "Good-Morrow"
Notes from the lark I'll borrow - Thomas Heywood "Good-Morrow"
The distinctions between diamonds and hearts - Emily Hiestand "Planting in Tuscaloosa"
Students of our fathers' disciplines - Nora Hikari "Imago Dei"
An avid disciple of scripture and royalty - Nora Hikari "Imago Dei"
Carved myself into the civil shape of a knife - Nora Hikari "Imago Dei"
Pared until only the edge remained - Nora Hikari "Imago Dei"
Fill the ocean with melted ice - Arden Eli Hill "None of the Star Trek Ships Are Named After Confederate Generals"
Disturb us with the thought of strife - E.E. St. L. Hill "Parting"
Bitter black it falls between - Francis Hill "Rich Man, Poor Man"
Wake to my name called from nowhere - Krysten Hill "Nothing"
Punctuating the whole of my life - Sean Hill "Hello"
Deserving of the definite article - Sean Hill "Hello"
I'd climb for you the rainbow stairs - Mrs. E. Annette Hills "A Little Girl's Wedding Gift" [Our Young Folks at Home and Abroad (ed. by Daphne Dale), 1894]
And bring a star to bless this day - Mrs. E. Annette Hills "A Little Girl's Wedding Gift" [Our Young Folks at Home and Abroad (ed. by Daphne Dale), 1894]
Please count my eyes your stars - Mrs. E. Annette Hills "A Little Girl's Wedding Gift" [Our Young Folks at Home and Abroad (ed. by Daphne Dale), 1894]
And golden stars bring peace at night - Mrs. E. Annette Hills "A Little Girl's Wedding Gift" [Our Young Folks at Home and Abroad (ed. by Daphne Dale), 1894]
Where does the sea end - Robert Hillyer "Fog"
On the thin mirage of ocean - Robert Hillyer "Fog"
We are not quite alone - Robert Hillyer "Fog"
Their union blessed by a full moon - Alicia Hilton "The Blacksmith's Box of Haunted Memories"
Until all of existence stood still - Cheng Him "Declaration"
An elephant wept in ancient memory - Cheng Him "Declaration"
All they care for is ghosts - Noor Hindi "Breaking [News]"
I outcry the eagles - Noor Hindi "Breaking [News]"
Holds a butterfly to the sky - Noor Hindi "Breaking [News]"
Or share location with it - H.L. Hix "Blur"
Between my senses and my self - H.L. Hix "Blur"
My voice visits - H.L. Hix "Blur"
A shadow under gold streaks - Millie Ho "Beasts of New France"
The bullet-riddled aftermath - Millie Ho "Beasts of New France"
Your atoms scrambled and refused - Millie Ho "3D-Printed Brother"
Made real by their weight in sweat - Millie Ho "3D-Printed Brother"
The traveler's heart has a hundred thoughts - Ho Sun "At Parting" transl. by Burton Watson
Time balanced on a fish egg - Sy Hoahwah "Church for the Disliked"
Go to baptize the plants - Sy Hoahwah "Church for the Disliked"
Nature in her changeful moods - M.A. [Mary Anne] Hoare "To Wordsworth" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.423, 7 Feb. 1852]
Deep accordance with the harmony - M.A. [Mary Anne] Hoare "To Wordsworth" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.423, 7 Feb. 1852]
A concert of Creation on the wind - M.A. [Mary Anne] Hoare "To Wordsworth" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.423, 7 Feb. 1852]
Quiet star-light on a troubled stream - M.A. [Mary Anne] Hoare "To Wordsworth" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.423, 7 Feb. 1852]
My Psyche with the rainbowed wings - Sarah D. Hobart "Elusive" [Lippincott's Magazine, Oct. 1885]
Sips the tulip's chaliced wine - Sarah D. Hobart "Elusive" [Lippincott's Magazine, Oct. 1885]
Would prove but rugged rock and sand - Sarah D. Hobart "Elusive" [Lippincott's Magazine, Oct. 1885]
And you could try me - Mary Ann Hoberman "Changing"
Sand for salt - Mary Ann Hoberman "Oak Leaf Plate"
Her appetite rules her - Mary Ann Hoberman "Shrew"
Where the gates of the Storm-god are - William D. Hodjkiss "Song of the Storm Swept-Plain"
Engulf the last dim star - William D. Hodjkiss "Song of the Storm Swept-Plain"
Snow-sharp breath - William D. Hodjkiss "Song of the Storm Swept-Plain"
The blinding, pathless night - William D. Hodjkiss "Song of the Storm Swept-Plain"
Stood before the iron sleet - Charles Fenno Hoffman "Monterey"
In deadly drifts of fiery spray - Charles Fenno Hoffman "Monterey"
The Wild Huntsman that shoots the hares - Dr. Heinrich Hoffman "The Story of the Wild Huntsman"
Back to your lands of light - Norah M. Holland "O Littlest Hands and Dearest"
Where the waters grieve - Norah M. Holland "A Storm at Night"
Spilling out the honey - Norah M. Holland "To Audrey, Aged Four"
Arrive without certificate or cash - Bill Holm "Wedding Poem For Schele and Phil"
Rolling dissonances doomed to clash - Bill Holm "Wedding Poem For Schele and Phil"
An enormous golden lion calm and sleeping - Bill Holm "Wedding Poem For Schele and Phil"
What pale excuse is this - Elizabeth Curtis Holman "After a Reading of 'Darkwater'"
Our lips sent up so sweet a chime - Elizabeth Curtis Holman "We Pulled a Rose in Summer Time"
The grinding hours since I left - Meredith Holmes "In Praise of My Bed"
The welcome parade put on by ghosts - Darrel Alejandro Holnes "Black Parade"
Shouting and screaming in tongues - Darrel Alejandro Holnes "Black Parade"
Through ghosts in a constant march - Darrel Alejandro Holnes "Black Parade"
River is time in water - Barten Holyday "Distiches"
The sick hart eats a snake - Barten Holyday "Distiches"
Pride cannot see itself - Barten Holyday "Distiches"
A mountain of sugar-candy - Arno Holz "Phantasus" transl. by Babette Deutsch and Avrahm Yarmolinsky
In my round sea of tinfoil - Arno Holz "Phantasus" transl. by Babette Deutsch and Avrahm Yarmolinsky
Mirrored all her angels - Arno Holz "Phantasus" transl. by Babette Deutsch and Avrahm Yarmolinsky
The buds are burst in the warren - F. Wyville Home "A Modern Madrigal" [Chamber's Journal of Popular Literature, Science and Art, 5th series, no.41--v.I, 11 Oct. 1884]
To spackle our sorrow in ochre - Anna Maria Hong "We Were"
Speckled in splashes of sleep - Garrett Hongo 'On "Phantasmagorique #15," a Painting'
Who freeze in Dante's hell - H.J. Hope "An Alpine Picture"
Mind and will fought the cold duel - H.J. Hope "The Patrol"
The haunted silence quenched - H.J. Hope "The Patrol"
Where dreams come to surface - Ismael Angaluuk Hope "Dance Practice"
Whose voices made them tremble - Ellen Hopkins "By Some Stroke of Heaven"
Futures not free of obstacles - Ellen Hopkins "By Some Stroke of Heaven"
But brighter for conquering - Ellen Hopkins "By Some Stroke of Heaven"
Concentrate on every play - Lee Bennett Hopkins "Endgame"
Hear my silent voice - Lee Bennett Hopkins "Painter"
A Sabbath-calm possessed her - Laurence Housman "Annus Mirabilis (1902)"
When in the woods I wander - Edward Hovell-Thurlow "The Sylvan Life"
That are my solace and delight - Edward Hovell-Thurlow "The Sylvan Life"
Which all evil can allay - Edward Hovell-Thurlow "To a Bird that Haunted the Water of Laken in the Winter"
Stir in the dark of the stars unborn - Richard Hovey "The Death Song of Taliesin"
Of the burning heart of the world on fire - Richard Hovey "The Death Song of Taliesin"
Into Divinity ever transmuting the clod - Richard Hovey "The Death Song of Taliesin"
A troth as just as had Penelope - Henry Howard, Earl of Surrey "The Excellency of His Love"
To match the candle with the sun - Henry Howard, Earl of Surrey "The Excellency of His Love"
Where the sweet hawthorn blossoms - Mrs. Volney E. Howard "The Dusty White Rose"
Through dark Destiny's hour - Mrs. Volney E. Howard "The Dusty White Rose"
In life's rugged pathway - Mrs. Volney E. Howard "The Dusty White Rose"
Where the grapes of wrath are stored - Julia Ward Howe "Battle-Hymn of the Republic"
In the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps - Julia Ward Howe "Battle-Hymn of the Republic"
Writ in burnished rows of steel - Julia Ward Howe "Battle-Hymn of the Republic"
The trumpet that shall never call retreat - Julia Ward Howe "Battle-Hymn of the Republic"
I call you home tomorrow - LeAnne Howe "1918, Iva Describes Her Deathbed"
As our bodies flake into stars - LeAnne Howe "1918, Iva Describes Her Deathbed"
As we turned the last windy corner - Marie Howe "Walking Home"
With an impulse thrice intense - M.A. DeWolfe Howe "The Blind"
Who were the arches the pillars of my life - Marie Howe "My Dead Friends"
Relief when the world gave none - Marie Howe "My Dead Friends"
Nothing to stop time - Susan Howe "Periscope"
All the way to zero - Susan Howe "Periscope"
Over the weeping grass they drift - Mildred Howells "Fog Wraiths"
Meant me to be hungry - Mildred Howells "God's Will"
Clouds and water block the way home - Hsiang Ssu "The Ailing Japanese Monk" transl. by Burton Watson
Dreams of home are ended now - Hsiang Ssu "The Ailing Japanese Monk" transl. by Burton Watson
Taking leave at the western river - Hsieh Ling-Yun "Replying to a Poem from My Cousin Hui-lien" transl. by Burton Watson
I turned my shadow back - Hsieh Ling-Yun "Replying to a Poem from My Cousin Hui-lien" transl. by Burton Watson
When the mountain peach unfurls its crimson petals - Hsieh Ling-Yun "Replying to a Poem from My Cousin Hui-lien" transl. by Burton Watson
Clear light that makes men joyful - Hsieh Ling-Yun "Written on the Lake, Returning from the Retreat at Stone Cliff" transl. by Burton Watson
Noises that fall through the yellow dust - Hsieh Shang "Song of the Thoroughfare" transl. by Burton Watson
Crimson fruit chilled in water - Hsieh T'iao "In a Provincial Capital Sick in Bed: Presented to the Shang-shu Shen" transl. by Burton Watson
Whistling while time piles up - Hsieh T'iao "In a Provincial Capital Sick in Bed: Presented to the Shang-shu Shen" transl. by Burton Watson
Not knowing the taste of grief - Hsin Ch'i-chi "[When I Was Young]" transl. by Burton Watson
When the swallows returned last year - Hsin Ch'i-chi "When the Swallows Returned" transl. not credited [The Jade Flute, c.1960, Project Gutenberg]
And scattered dust over harp and books - Hsin Ch'i-chi "When the Swallows Returned" transl. not credited [The Jade Flute, c.1960, Project Gutenberg]
Their whirling shapes accept no charge - Hsu Kan "The Wife's Thoughts" transl. by Burton Watson
My shining mirror darkens with neglect - Hsu Kan "The Wife's Thoughts" transl. by Burton Watson
And find you between then and now - Jennifer Huang "Fantasy Self-Erasure"
Kiss the cheek of my periphery - Jennifer Huang "Neighborhood Walk"
Touch like a long goodbye - Jennifer Huang "Neighborhood Walk"
West wind slaughters the lingering heat - Huang T'ing-chien "Once More Following the Rhymes of Pin-lao's Poem 'Getting Up After Illness and Strolling in the Eastern Garden'" transl. by Burton Watson
The sky dripping from his heart - Amorak Huey "We Were All Odysseus in Those Days"
About buying time & making do - Amorak Huey "We Were All Odysseus in Those Days"
Grind the fable of my life down - Jane Huffman "On Moving"
Tie my body to the floor - Jane Huffman "On Moving"
Stasis is a sieve - Jane Huffman "On Moving"
A punch that knocks the wind and spirit clear - Brian Hugenbruch "Worlds I Didn't Hear"
Acid rain from a sky the color of cinders - Brian Hugenbruch "Worlds I Didn't Hear"
The charnel stench of the end of the world - Brian Hugenbruch "Worlds I Didn't Hear"
Abandoned to the rocks - Richard Hugo "Death of the Kapowsin Tavern"
The tides of time run out - Eleanor Hull "The Old Woman of Beare"
Yet more prayers left undone - Eleanor Hull "The Old Woman of Beare"
Spread my garment in the sun - Eleanor Hull "The Old Woman of Beare"
Disturbs my fireside's stillness - Eleanor Hull "The Old Woman of Beare"
Unconsecrated ground cannot hold them - Jay Hulme "Seeking Trans Ancestors in Provincial Graveyards"
Drag my feet over endless graves - Jay Hulme "Seeking Trans Ancestors in Provincial Graveyards"
A scent of earth in the night - Louisa Humphreys "All Souls' Night"
Besides the shades of the night - Louisa Humphreys "All Souls' Night"
Sobs besides the sobs of the window - Louisa Humphreys "All Souls' Night"
Follows ear and echo - Erica Hunt "Lines on Love's (Loss*)"
In random thirsts rise - Erica Hunt "Lines on Love's (Loss*)"
In this world of digression - J. Hunt, Jr. "The Cottage"
Fame's parchment to fill - J. Hunt, Jr. "The Cottage"
Remind me of my own declining sun - J. Hunt, Jr. "Evening"
When my sands of life are run - J. Hunt, Jr. "Evening"
Noonday golds and shadows - Ellen MacKay Hutchinson "June"
Thy wild-rose sermons - Ellen MacKay Hutchinson "June"
Reeking spoil for savage hands - Percy Adams Hutchison "The Swordless Christ"
Once drunk with blood - Percy Adams Hutchison "The Swordless Christ"
And tread them to their doom - Percy Adams Hutchison "The Swordless Christ"
Twin spirits in alternate ebb and flow - Maurice Hutton, LL.D. "Introduction [to Wayside Poems by William Hodgson Ellis]"
The earliest pipe of half-awakened day - Maurice Hutton, LL.D. "Introduction [to Wayside Poems by William Hodgson Ellis]"
Weeds have become our asphodel - Maurice Hutton, LL.D. "Introduction [to Wayside Poems by William Hodgson Ellis]"
An echo and a banshee - Su Hwang "Little Matrons"
The sun in her height - Douglas Hyde "The Breedyeen"
In the glens of the air - Douglas Hyde "The Breedyeen"
A honey mist on a day of frost - Douglas Hyde "The Cooleen"
Waken relief from despair - Douglas Hyde "My Grief on the Sea"
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