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Pity the stately cypress trees - Nadson "[Pity the stately cypress trees]" transl. by John Pollen

Break not a single fragrant bough - Nadson "[Pity the stately cypress trees]" transl. by John Pollen

To heights where thick acacias bloom - Nadson "[Pity the stately cypress trees]" transl. by John Pollen

You cannot rescue history from dust - Andre Naffis-Sahely "The Other Side of Nowhere"

The untimely symmetry of prayer - Hera Naguib "Prologue to a Womanhood"

Under the lightning's muzzle fire - Agnes Nemes Nagy "Storm" transl. by Laura Schiff

The last assault of an army of flags - Agnes Nemes Nagy "Storm" transl. by Laura Schiff

From a seaborn eternity to a pistol crack - Agnes Nemes Nagy "Storm" transl. by Laura Schiff

My tree beneath all sound - Shweta Narayan "Triumph XV: Vetala"

My scattered parts of seemings, stories, splinters - Shweta Narayan "Triumph XV: Vetala"

Knowing only shifter's arts - Shweta Narayan "Triumph XV: Vetala"

A wishbone of eucalyptus crashes through - Jesse Nathan "Panhandle"

Letting something go from a restless head of light - Jesse Nathan "Panhandle"

Two freeways meet in orgies of commerce and congestion - Jesse Nathan "Panhandle"

An idea of breathing married to an idea of space - Jesse Nathan "Panhandle"

Lonely perfect tassels to the wind - Isabel Neal "Drought Essay"

Wrought in the chambers of the earth - John Neal "Unheeded Growth" [The Continental Monthly v.2 no.5, Nov. 1862]

The median and mode of your days - Chris Nealon "All About You"

Impassive sky against your forehead - Chris Nealon "All About You"

Blocking any chance of feeling eager - Chris Nealon "All About You"

Written in letters of living light - Mary E. Nealy "The Captain of '63 to His Men" [The Continental Monthly v.3 no.3, March 1863]

That glory would check the tears of woe - Mary E. Nealy "Dying in the Hospital" [The Continental Monthly v.4 no.2, August 1863]

O'er hearts whose griefs were deepest - Mary E. Nealy "Dying in the Hospital" [The Continental Monthly v.4 no.2, August 1863]

Sheath of thunderbolts and flowers - Ada Negri "Make Way!" transl. by Lynn Lawner

Who halts the flight of the lark - Ada Negri "Make Way!" transl. by Lynn Lawner

Woods filled with nests and whispers - Ada Negri "Make Way!" transl. by Lynn Lawner

Myrtle bushes and fresh hiding-places - Ada Negri "Make Way!" transl. by Lynn Lawner

Distant as a dream's flight - John G. Neihardt "Morning Glories"

A picture of a symbol of something else - J. Alan Nelson "Flags and Maps"

Put flags where my life ventured once - J. Alan Nelson "Flags and Maps"

Sphinxes asleep in shadow in the South - Amado Nervo "To Leonora" transl. by Alice Stone Blackwell

Two beautiful enigmas, wondrous fair - Amado Nervo "To Leonora" transl. by Alice Stone Blackwell

From each pole a dream-wreath drops - E. Nesbit and Caris Brooke "Hop Picking"

When earth is grieving for the vanished - E. Nesbit and Caris Brooke "[Not Summer's crown of scent]"

Trod dead leaves in chill and wintry ways - E. Nesbit and Caris Brooke "[Not Summer's crown of scent]"

The firelit glow of a great hearth's gleam and glare - E. Nesbit and Caris Brooke "[Where do we fly, under deep dark sky?]"

Basked at the feet of June - M.H. Nickerson "A Recollection"

Who plays the gelatin piano - Carsten Rene Nielsen "Night"

Who packs his pipe with snow - Carsten Rene Nielsen "Night"

Screws turn a quarter of a rotation - Carsten Rene Nielsen "Night"

doing the magic of measuring - Anton Nimblett "Balance"

Left in the room of our memory - Nkosi Nkululeko "Continental Breakfast"

eating up the neighborhood like a june bug - Emory Noakes "In Which My Grandma Kicks Ass and Takes Names During the Zombie Apocalypse"

sinking his teeth into anything with a pulse - Emory Noakes "In Which My Grandma Kicks Ass and Takes Names During the Zombie Apocalypse"

blood dripping on my begonias - Emory Noakes "In Which My Grandma Kicks Ass and Takes Names During the Zombie Apocalypse"

And the weary may go home - Roden Noel "The Old"

Seed that promised blossom - Roden Noel "The Pity of it"

Feel the shadow closing cold - Roden Noel "The Pity of it"

Fame's dazzling dream - Hon. Mrs. Norton "Song"

Lay down in the deepest shadow - Grace Fallow Norton "Love Is a Terrible Thing"

A flame that has blown too near - Grace Fallow Norton "Love Is a Terrible Thing"

The burden of love ungiven - Grace Fallow Norton "Oh, the Burden, the Burden of Love Ungiven"

The right kind of rain - William Notter "High Plains Farming"

Important enough to be named - Dante Novario "The Great Missouri Tornado of 1882"

Then we were breathing cloud fumes - Dante Novario "The Great Missouri Tornado of 1882"

Rose higher than a prayer ignored - Dante Novario "The Great Missouri Tornado of 1882"

Walked toward the zenith - Mark Nowak "...Again"

Maybe there will be more zebras - Mark Nowak "...Again"

The music of rum and a sad clarinet - Alden Nowlen "The Last Waltz"

A force of secret poetry - Lolita Nunn "A Mother's Reflection"


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