Potential Titles: P Authors Misc.
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somethingdarkerWhen David's winning son rebelled - C.L.P. "Tidings of Victory" [The Continental Monthly v.6 no.6, Dec. 1864]
For the erring Absalom his father wept aloud - C.L.P. "Tidings of Victory" [The Continental Monthly v.6 no.6, Dec. 1864]
Such tears of anguish now she sheds - C.L.P. "Tidings of Victory" [The Continental Monthly v.6 no.6, Dec. 1864]
If thus she weep above the guilty dead - C.L.P. "Tidings of Victory" [The Continental Monthly v.6 no.6, Dec. 1864]
In the hurricane riot and wreak of the gale - M.J.P. "His Name?"" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, Jan. 1873, v.XI no.22]
To shiver the city with earthquake - M.J.P. "His Name?"" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, Jan. 1873, v.XI no.22]
Gone straight into destruction - M.J.P. "His Name?"" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, Jan. 1873, v.XI no.22]
Has fled and gone away - T.P. [Harriet F. Payn Per the Digital Victorian Periodical Poetry site.] "My Sweetheart" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, no.715, 8 Sept. 1877]
Now the lessons all are done - T.S.P. [Theodore S. Polehampton Per the Digital Victorian Periodical Poetry site.] "To a Little Child," [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, no.745, 6 April 1878]
Through the changing, coming years - T.S.P. [Theodore S. Polehampton Per the Digital Victorian Periodical Poetry site.] "To a Little Child," [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, no.745, 6 April 1878]
When the work of life is done - T.S.P. [Theodore S. Polehampton Per the Digital Victorian Periodical Poetry site.] "To a Little Child," [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, no.745, 6 April 1878]
Beneath the hazels spreading wide - Isobel Pagan "Ca' the Yowes to the Knowes"
In a violet twilight of virtues and sins - Barry Pain "Martin Luther at Potsdam"
The cobras are partial to grass - Barry Pain "Martin Luther at Potsdam"
Light with folded hands - Marigloria Palma "Twilight" (translated by Carina del Valle Schorske)
In the sky's mouth - Marigloria Palma "Twilight" (translated by Carina del Valle Schorske)
The dense eyes of blank harmony - Marigloria Palma "Twilight" (translated by Carina del Valle Schorske)
Basked in the radiance of sun and moon - Pan Chieh-Yu "Poem in Rhyme-Prose Form" transl. by Burton Watson
You will cast it aside for something new - Pan Tie tsu "To the Emperor" transl. not credited [The Jade Flute, c.1960, Project Gutenberg]
To remind you of the moon we gazed at - Pan Tie tsu "To the Emperor" transl. not credited [The Jade Flute, c.1960, Project Gutenberg]
By autumn you will cast it aside - Pan Tie tsu "To the Emperor" transl. not credited [The Jade Flute, c.1960, Project Gutenberg]
The persistence of something not planted - Stephanos Papadopoulos "The Station"
The reminders in mute things - Stephanos Papadopoulos "The Station"
The squirrels in quiet industry - Stephanos Papadopoulos "The Station"
Feed from this sadness and grow tall again - Stephanos Papadopoulos "The Station"
A shark is swimming in my house - Abdurehim Parach "On the Boat" transl. by Aziz Isa Elkun
Now only lives in my dreams - Abdurehim Parach "On the Boat" transl. by Aziz Isa Elkun
Battle for the pastured sky - Sebastian H. Paramo "The Tejano Considers Seeds"
Chased the sun down cobblestone mazes - Mayra Paris "New York, 2009"
Brick parapets burning cold orange - Mayra Paris "New York, 2009"
Gold and silver freckles burning five-pointed holes into the bone - Mayra Paris "New York, 2009"
Until my heart goes out - Hannah Sanghee Park "The One Mockingbird Only Sings at Night"
Try someone else's song - Hannah Sanghee Park "The One Mockingbird Only Sings at Night"
Courting through alarms - Hannah Sanghee Park "The One Mockingbird Only Sings at Night"
Folds down the banners of the sun - Gilbert Parker "It Is Enough"
Who set rich wine upon the lees - Gilbert Parker "Their Waving Hands"
the chains are different now - Pat Parker "Questions"
The hours were all messengers - Amy Parkinson "The Messenger Hours"
No hour of all the band - Amy Parkinson "The Messenger Hours"
With garments more gold than gray - Amy Parkinson "The Messenger Hours"
Thy exiled sons returning - Fanny Parnell "After Death"
That each recurring midnight brings - Thomas W. Parsons "Stanzas"
Had heard their shadowy step before - Thomas W. Parsons "Stanzas"
While the knife is the brother of man - Vesna Parun "Mother of Man" transl. by Mary Coote
The provenance of names - Elise Paschen "Aerial, Wild Pine"
Fire and devils blazed at night - Elise Paschen "Division Street"
The only sun shining today - Julie Paschkis "Crow/El Cuervo"
Under the hot honey sun - Julie Paschkis "Rainbow"
Fell in marble precipice of white - R.M.S. Pasley "The Diver"
Discover in the distant echoes - Boris Pasternak "Hamlet" (translated by Lydia Pasternak Slater)
Would that I could whisper in your dreams - Paul Pastnor "Little Boy Blue" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.22, Oct. 1878]
Sweet slumber's mistland gold and gray - Paul Pastnor "Little Boy Blue" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.22, Oct. 1878]
Shimmering spirits lead our sheep astray - Paul Pastnor "Little Boy Blue" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.22, Oct. 1878]
leaves elevated to eat blue light - Shailja Patel "Solstice Re-pot"
know the terror of unhoming - Shailja Patel "Solstice Re-pot"
The homeless night-wind in darkness - Sir Noel Paton "In Shadowland"
Ghosts of buried centuries - Sir Noel Paton "In Shadowland"
Lizards nodded away the world's secrets - Nome Emeka Patrick "Naked"
Our bodies small gifts of innocence - Nome Emeka Patrick "Naked"
Thousands of them mocked us with their hymns - Nome Emeka Patrick "Naked"
Tickled the hurt you kept company - G.E. Patterson "The Keeping Room"
Go on without really moving - G.E. Patterson "The Keeping Room"
The uprooting terror of our undoing - G.E. Patterson "The Keeping Room"
For whatever we might want time to do - G.E. Patterson "The Keeping Room"
Whose memory rules my fluttering heart - Samuel D. Patterson "The Prayer of the Dying Girl" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
And morning's dawn awakened naught - Samuel D. Patterson "The Prayer of the Dying Girl" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
Let me calmly wait the summons - Samuel D. Patterson "The Prayer of the Dying Girl" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
Hiding the listless sun - Ann Whitford Paul "My Dog and I"
Painting the leaden sky - Ann Whitford Paul "My Dog and I"
The hard edge of historical light - Ed Pavlic "from "all along it was a fever: a what poem""
Truer than it is real - Ed Pavlic "from "all along it was a fever: a what poem""
Shut up a burnt-out heart - Karolina Pavlova "To Madame A. V. Pletneff" transl. by Paul Schmidt
The glad sun in his mail of gold - John Payne "Chant Royal of the God of Love"
The sullen might of the dead year - John Payne "Chant Royal of the God of Love"
The symphonies of heaven sing - John Payne "Chant Royal of the God of Love"
We sailed to the isle of parrots - Pe Kin-yi "A Lady from Afar" transl. not credited [The Jade Flute, c.1960, Project Gutenberg]
A sad song coming on the wind - Pe Kin-yi "A Lady from Afar" transl. not credited [The Jade Flute, c.1960, Project Gutenberg]
The ocean keeping whate'er it gains - Florence Peacock "Lost at Sea" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.137-v.III, 14 Aug. 1886]
Only the memory of times past - Florence Peacock "Lost at Sea" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.137-v.III, 14 Aug. 1886]
All the brightness earth had once for me - Florence Peacock "Lost at Sea" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.137-v.III, 14 Aug. 1886]
The bitterness of sorrow taken from out my heart - Florence Peacock "Lost at Sea" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.137-v.III, 14 Aug. 1886]
Gotham's three wise men we be - Thomas Love Peacock "The Men of Gotham"
To rake the moon from out the sea - Thomas Love Peacock "The Men of Gotham"
And our ballast is old wine - Thomas Love Peacock "The Men of Gotham"
That hath loved his folly - Padraic H. Pearse "The Fool"
Never a prudent thing - Padraic H. Pearse "The Fool"
In attempting impossible things - Padraic H. Pearse "The Fool"
Among the bulks of actual things - Padraic H. Pearse "The Fool"
Joy hid from mortal quest - Mary C. Peckham "The Wood-Thrush at Sunset"
With joy among the leaves - Mary C. Peckham "The Wood-Thrush at Sunset"
To voice the pain of bliss - Mary C. Peckham "The Wood-Thrush at Sunset"
These arrows by Vulcan were cunningly done - G. Peele "Cupid's Arrows" [The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction v.14, no.379, 4 July 1829]
Concludes with Cupid's curse - George Peele "Cupid's Curse"
Pearls of thought to string for thee - Percie "Lines [Ask me not with simple grace]" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.436, 8 May 1852]
With Fancy gale wake the music of a sigh - Percie "Lines [Ask me not with simple grace]" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.436, 8 May 1852]
When the tide of silence rises - Craig Santos Perez "ars pasifika"
Bound by a fast symmetry - Mahealani Perez-Wendt "Lei Kukui, Lei Kuahu"
Your playful and somber accompaniments - Mahealani Perez-Wendt "Lei Kukui, Lei Kuahu"
We long slumbering yet evanescent - Mahealani Perez-Wendt "Lei Kukui, Lei Kuahu"
A purer correspondence with the radiance of leaves - Mahealani Perez-Wendt "Lei Kukui, Lei Kuahu"
Made from secret herbs - Lucia Perillo "Christmas at Forty"
By matching its scent - Andrea Perry "The Sure-Footed Shoe Finder"
The sharpest thorn, the sceptre and the throne - Carlotta Perry "What Do I Wish for You" [Lippincott's Magazine, Dec. 1885]
The stars fall out of bed - Andrew Fusek Peters "Tide and Seek"
Encounter only Death, the Passer-by - William Theodore Peters "Death and Love"
Who find a rainbow in their cup of tears - William Theodore Peters "Death and Love"
Pale moonlight silvers the sobbing sea - William Theodore Peters "Death and Love"
Seeing the ash of my life I burned - Chandler Peters-Durose "Rest Stop"
The usefulness of shells - Trace Peterson "With a Petroleum Coating"
Peel an alien tangerine - Trace Peterson "With a Petroleum Coating"
In gazing burn and start - Elizabeth Stuart Phelps "The First Christmas Apart"
Winter looking at May - Elizabeth Stuart Phelps "Released"
Opens heaven's lattice wide - Charles Phillips "Music"
Gives unto my famished soul - Charles Phillips "Music"
The way that the sea fails to drown itself - Emilia Phillips "I Tried to Write a Poem Called "Imposter Syndrome" and Failed"
Bad brakes and a need to stop - Emilia Phillips "I Tried to Write a Poem Called "Imposter Syndrome" and Failed"
To the dull, angry world - Katherine Phillips "Friendships Mystery, To My Dearest Lucasia"
Doubled by the loss - Katherine Phillips "Friendships Mystery, To My Dearest Lucasia"
Divided joys - Katherine Phillips "Friendships Mystery, To My Dearest Lucasia"
They have but pieces of the earth - Katherine Phillips "To My Excellent Lucasia, On Our Friendship"
Who made a broken man from parts of broken men - Meghan Phillips "The Bride of Frankenstein Considers Her Options"
Touches her where her heart should be - Meghan Phillips "The Bride of Frankenstein Considers Her Options"
Above the thickness of water - Rowan Ricardo Phillips "Who Is Less Than a Vapor?"
Put into the hands of nature - Rowan Ricardo Phillips "Who Is Less Than a Vapor?"
In this destruction contract - Rowan Ricardo Phillips "Who Is Less Than a Vapor?"
No virtue in power - Rowan Ricardo Phillips "Who Is Less Than a Vapor?"
A spiritual escape velocity - Tommy Pico "Junk"
Waiting, winged with fire - Frederick Erastus Pierce "God and the Farmer"
Hand of wind and flame - Frederick Erastus Pierce "God and the Farmer"
The stars outlasting labor - Frederick Erastus Pierce "God and the Farmer"
That weighs in her balance the spheres - John Pierpont "E Pluribus Unum" [Beadle's Dime Union Song Book No.2 1861]
One daughter of light be indulged in her flight - John Pierpont "E Pluribus Unum" [Beadle's Dime Union Song Book No.2 1861]
The demon of discord our melody mar - John Pierpont "E Pluribus Unum" [Beadle's Dime Union Song Book No.2 1861]
Leaden rain and iron hail - John Pierpont "Warren's Address"
Every bush and slender sapling - Lydia Jane Pierson "A Winter Scene"
Each twig a chain of gold - Lydia Jane Pierson "A Winter Scene"
The cold sceptre of despair - L.J. Pierson "Woman's Dower"
That led to Salem's towers and temple high - J. Rheyn Piksohn "A Contrasted Picture: from 'Passion Ode,' an Unpublished Poem" [The Knickerbocker v.22, no.1, July 1843]
While shouting thousands lined the road - J. Rheyn Piksohn "A Contrasted Picture: from 'Passion Ode,' an Unpublished Poem" [The Knickerbocker v.22, no.1, July 1843]
The hands that gave them bread - J. Rheyn Piksohn "A Contrasted Picture: from 'Passion Ode,' an Unpublished Poem" [The Knickerbocker v.22, no.1, July 1843]
One sleeping self inside a woken self - Sasha Pimentel "Lament of Submerged Persons"
Into this all-consuming lack - Sasha Pimentel "Lament of Submerged Persons"
Could part the earth with our voices - Sasha Pimentel "Lament of Submerged Persons"
From the banquet of the skies - Ippolito Pindemonte "On the Hebe of Canova" translated by Felicia Hemans
With Grecian magic vying - Ippolito Pindemonte "On the Hebe of Canova" translated by Felicia Hemans
A line of undulating grace - Ippolito Pindemonte "On the Hebe of Canova" translated by Felicia Hemans
Sprouting from your black waters - Janel Pineda "Mujer Malvada"
Arms rooting to earth - Janel Pineda "Mujer Malvada"
Birthed from your memory - Janel Pineda "Mujer Malvada"
Marked by your myth - Janel Pineda "Mujer Malvada"
Take away your veil of stars - Ping Hsin "Multitudinous Stars" transl. by Kenneth Rexroth and Ling Chung
Inlaid on the skies of the heart - Ping Hsin "Multitudinous Stars" transl. by Kenneth Rexroth and Ling Chung
Tiny blossoms on the battlefield - Ping Hsin "Spring Waters" transl. by Kai Yu Hsu
The rustling of the sere leaves as they fall - Susan Pinkerton "Autumn Leaves" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.306, 10 Nov. 1849]
A lesson worth the heed of all - Susan Pinkerton "Autumn Leaves" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.306, 10 Nov. 1849]
Chilled by nipping blasts of autumn - Susan Pinkerton "Autumn Leaves" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.306, 10 Nov. 1849]
Can from Time's stern clutches save - Susan Pinkerton "Autumn Leaves" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.306, 10 Nov. 1849]
Upon the lonely waters of the world - V. De S. Pinto "Swans"
Amid the bright reflections of the day - Charles Constantine Pise "Summer Evening"
Naught save the dark whip-poor-will is heard - Charles Constantine Pise "Summer Evening"
Which those stars address to melancholy - Charles Constantine Pise "Summer Evening"
Which life again shall animate and warm - Charles Constantine Pise "Summer Evening"
Encircled thus by those you love - J. Pitman (who died in 1825) "Lines to a Young Lady on Her Birthday" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, no.743, 23 March 1878]
Nor cast a single shade upon the past - J. Pitman (who died in 1825) "Lines to a Young Lady on Her Birthday" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, no.743, 23 March 1878]
With sweets that never know decay - J. Pitman (who died in 1825) "Lines to a Young Lady on Her Birthday" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, no.743, 23 March 1878]
Silver dust of a hard freeze - Emily Pittinos "A Cloud of Drench Bearing Down"
The great equity of darkness - Emily Pittinos "A Cloud of Drench Bearing Down"
A tongue of gold parsing the dust motes - Rachel Pittman "The Quickening"
Parsing the dust motes into glyphs - Rachel Pittman "The Quickening"
Watched them fall like dull pennies - Rachel Pittman "The Quickening"
All bones but yours will rattle - Planche "The Sea-Serpent"
Raiment spun from upper air - Plesheef "Spring" transl. by John Pollen
Babbling brooks and birds in chorus - Plesheef "Spring" transl. by John Pollen
So many escape memory - John Pluecker "So Many"
Melancholy like an old brown sweater - Katha Pollitt "Happiness Writes White"
Still hearing the voice of the sea - Katha Pollitt "Happiness Writes White"
When the Armageddon sunrise breaks - Frank L. Pollock "Ad Bellonam"
Under the ward of the Polar Star - Frank L. Pollock "The Trail of Gold"
Crashing blows on the icy bar - Frank L. Pollock "The Trail of Gold"
The hounds that hunt on the Scent of Gold - Frank L. Pollock "The Trail of Gold"
Drop fire from the sky - Iain Haley Pollock "the smoke of the country went up"
All he sees is wrong - Iain Haley Pollock "the smoke of the country went up"
Give him whatever he takes - Iain Haley Pollock "the smoke of the country went up"
The panther far back in his woods - Robert Pollok "The African Maid"
The crocodile full of the flesh of his prey - Robert Pollok "The African Maid"
Plague poison their breath - Robert Pollok "The African Maid"
Covered by St. Michael's shield - Polonski "On Skobelef" transl. by John Pollen
The very breath of my existence - C.G. Poore "The Dying Thespian"
A veil she planned to drop - C.G. Poore "A Maiden Lady"
Wandering the craft store aisles - Andrea Potos "Crocheting in December"
The softest acrylic sunny day - Andrea Potos "Crocheting in December"
Dusted with air of high June - Andrea Potos "Crocheting in December"
For the warmth of winter gold - Andrea Potos "Crocheting in December"
Until the vows were held by heart - Elizabeth Powell "Pledge"
By memory, by rote, by benign betrothal - Elizabeth Powell "Pledge"
Promoting the better side of constant dark - Ken Poyner "Ineffective"
Serving cups of broken light - Ken Poyner "Ineffective"
From the sands of your closed lips - Marie-Francoise Prager
The sign who names you - Marie-Francoise Prager
Habitat of beer and jumping dice - K.M. Praschak "Departure: New Selene Station 21:56"
Loveliest of what I leave - Praxilla "Adonis, Dying" (transl. by John Dillon)
A scorpion under every stone - Praxilla "Adonis, Dying" (transl. by John Dillon)
And a penny for each eye - Nancy Price "Trick or Treat"
Have studied your face for ten thousand days - Alison Prine "Long Love"
Long shadows across the untouched snow - Alison Prine "Long Love"
We promised not to promise - Alison Prine "Long Love"
Wreathed in smoke and iron - Michael Prior "Wakeful Things"
In dream's many furnaces - Amrita Pritam "Daily Wages" transl. by Charles Brasch with Amrita Pritam
And leave no grain for tomorrow - Amrita Pritam "Daily Wages" transl. by Charles Brasch with Amrita Pritam
My golden-belted bees - May Probyn "The Bees of Myddleton Manor"
In hope to cheat his foes - May Probyn "The Bees of Myddleton Manor"
Balls of amber and of ivory tossed - May Probyn "Is it Nothing to You?"
No room in this glad June - May Probyn "Is it Nothing to You?"
Whistles aloft his tempest tune - Bryan Waller Proctor aka Barry Cornwall "A Song of the Sea"
The dolphins bared their backs of gold - Bryan Waller Proctor aka Barry Cornwall "A Song of the Sea"
Wavering shadows over moss and frond - Ita Aniol Prokop "Gold" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.XII, no.29, Aug. 1873]
Golden shuttles flung by spirit hands - Ita Aniol Prokop "Gold" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.XII, no.29, Aug. 1873]
For us the Golden Age reborn - Ita Aniol Prokop "Gold" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.XII, no.29, Aug. 1873]
Envied none their gold from labor torn - Ita Aniol Prokop "Gold" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.XII, no.29, Aug. 1873]
Thick with fog - Kevin Prufer "Rain"
Sliding down the rain-filled darkness - Kevin Prufer "Rain"
As a thought passes - Kevin Prufer "Rain"
Through the murmur of the light - Punch "Ballad of Bedlam"
To some rich desert fly - Punch "Ballad of Bedlam"
Working to forget it - Ben Purkert "The Past Suffers Too"
Without forcing them to touch - Ben Purkert "The Past Suffers Too"
The past suffers from anxiety too - Ben Purkert "The Past Suffers Too"
Who believes in going back - Ben Purkert "The Past Suffers Too"
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For the erring Absalom his father wept aloud - C.L.P. "Tidings of Victory" [The Continental Monthly v.6 no.6, Dec. 1864]
Such tears of anguish now she sheds - C.L.P. "Tidings of Victory" [The Continental Monthly v.6 no.6, Dec. 1864]
If thus she weep above the guilty dead - C.L.P. "Tidings of Victory" [The Continental Monthly v.6 no.6, Dec. 1864]
In the hurricane riot and wreak of the gale - M.J.P. "His Name?"" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, Jan. 1873, v.XI no.22]
To shiver the city with earthquake - M.J.P. "His Name?"" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, Jan. 1873, v.XI no.22]
Gone straight into destruction - M.J.P. "His Name?"" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, Jan. 1873, v.XI no.22]
Has fled and gone away - T.P. [Harriet F. Payn Per the Digital Victorian Periodical Poetry site.] "My Sweetheart" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, no.715, 8 Sept. 1877]
Now the lessons all are done - T.S.P. [Theodore S. Polehampton Per the Digital Victorian Periodical Poetry site.] "To a Little Child," [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, no.745, 6 April 1878]
Through the changing, coming years - T.S.P. [Theodore S. Polehampton Per the Digital Victorian Periodical Poetry site.] "To a Little Child," [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, no.745, 6 April 1878]
When the work of life is done - T.S.P. [Theodore S. Polehampton Per the Digital Victorian Periodical Poetry site.] "To a Little Child," [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, no.745, 6 April 1878]
Beneath the hazels spreading wide - Isobel Pagan "Ca' the Yowes to the Knowes"
In a violet twilight of virtues and sins - Barry Pain "Martin Luther at Potsdam"
The cobras are partial to grass - Barry Pain "Martin Luther at Potsdam"
Light with folded hands - Marigloria Palma "Twilight" (translated by Carina del Valle Schorske)
In the sky's mouth - Marigloria Palma "Twilight" (translated by Carina del Valle Schorske)
The dense eyes of blank harmony - Marigloria Palma "Twilight" (translated by Carina del Valle Schorske)
Basked in the radiance of sun and moon - Pan Chieh-Yu "Poem in Rhyme-Prose Form" transl. by Burton Watson
You will cast it aside for something new - Pan Tie tsu "To the Emperor" transl. not credited [The Jade Flute, c.1960, Project Gutenberg]
To remind you of the moon we gazed at - Pan Tie tsu "To the Emperor" transl. not credited [The Jade Flute, c.1960, Project Gutenberg]
By autumn you will cast it aside - Pan Tie tsu "To the Emperor" transl. not credited [The Jade Flute, c.1960, Project Gutenberg]
The persistence of something not planted - Stephanos Papadopoulos "The Station"
The reminders in mute things - Stephanos Papadopoulos "The Station"
The squirrels in quiet industry - Stephanos Papadopoulos "The Station"
Feed from this sadness and grow tall again - Stephanos Papadopoulos "The Station"
A shark is swimming in my house - Abdurehim Parach "On the Boat" transl. by Aziz Isa Elkun
Now only lives in my dreams - Abdurehim Parach "On the Boat" transl. by Aziz Isa Elkun
Battle for the pastured sky - Sebastian H. Paramo "The Tejano Considers Seeds"
Chased the sun down cobblestone mazes - Mayra Paris "New York, 2009"
Brick parapets burning cold orange - Mayra Paris "New York, 2009"
Gold and silver freckles burning five-pointed holes into the bone - Mayra Paris "New York, 2009"
Until my heart goes out - Hannah Sanghee Park "The One Mockingbird Only Sings at Night"
Try someone else's song - Hannah Sanghee Park "The One Mockingbird Only Sings at Night"
Courting through alarms - Hannah Sanghee Park "The One Mockingbird Only Sings at Night"
Folds down the banners of the sun - Gilbert Parker "It Is Enough"
Who set rich wine upon the lees - Gilbert Parker "Their Waving Hands"
the chains are different now - Pat Parker "Questions"
The hours were all messengers - Amy Parkinson "The Messenger Hours"
No hour of all the band - Amy Parkinson "The Messenger Hours"
With garments more gold than gray - Amy Parkinson "The Messenger Hours"
Thy exiled sons returning - Fanny Parnell "After Death"
That each recurring midnight brings - Thomas W. Parsons "Stanzas"
Had heard their shadowy step before - Thomas W. Parsons "Stanzas"
While the knife is the brother of man - Vesna Parun "Mother of Man" transl. by Mary Coote
The provenance of names - Elise Paschen "Aerial, Wild Pine"
Fire and devils blazed at night - Elise Paschen "Division Street"
The only sun shining today - Julie Paschkis "Crow/El Cuervo"
Under the hot honey sun - Julie Paschkis "Rainbow"
Fell in marble precipice of white - R.M.S. Pasley "The Diver"
Discover in the distant echoes - Boris Pasternak "Hamlet" (translated by Lydia Pasternak Slater)
Would that I could whisper in your dreams - Paul Pastnor "Little Boy Blue" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.22, Oct. 1878]
Sweet slumber's mistland gold and gray - Paul Pastnor "Little Boy Blue" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.22, Oct. 1878]
Shimmering spirits lead our sheep astray - Paul Pastnor "Little Boy Blue" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.22, Oct. 1878]
leaves elevated to eat blue light - Shailja Patel "Solstice Re-pot"
know the terror of unhoming - Shailja Patel "Solstice Re-pot"
The homeless night-wind in darkness - Sir Noel Paton "In Shadowland"
Ghosts of buried centuries - Sir Noel Paton "In Shadowland"
Lizards nodded away the world's secrets - Nome Emeka Patrick "Naked"
Our bodies small gifts of innocence - Nome Emeka Patrick "Naked"
Thousands of them mocked us with their hymns - Nome Emeka Patrick "Naked"
Tickled the hurt you kept company - G.E. Patterson "The Keeping Room"
Go on without really moving - G.E. Patterson "The Keeping Room"
The uprooting terror of our undoing - G.E. Patterson "The Keeping Room"
For whatever we might want time to do - G.E. Patterson "The Keeping Room"
Whose memory rules my fluttering heart - Samuel D. Patterson "The Prayer of the Dying Girl" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
And morning's dawn awakened naught - Samuel D. Patterson "The Prayer of the Dying Girl" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
Let me calmly wait the summons - Samuel D. Patterson "The Prayer of the Dying Girl" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]
Hiding the listless sun - Ann Whitford Paul "My Dog and I"
Painting the leaden sky - Ann Whitford Paul "My Dog and I"
The hard edge of historical light - Ed Pavlic "from "all along it was a fever: a what poem""
Truer than it is real - Ed Pavlic "from "all along it was a fever: a what poem""
Shut up a burnt-out heart - Karolina Pavlova "To Madame A. V. Pletneff" transl. by Paul Schmidt
The glad sun in his mail of gold - John Payne "Chant Royal of the God of Love"
The sullen might of the dead year - John Payne "Chant Royal of the God of Love"
The symphonies of heaven sing - John Payne "Chant Royal of the God of Love"
We sailed to the isle of parrots - Pe Kin-yi "A Lady from Afar" transl. not credited [The Jade Flute, c.1960, Project Gutenberg]
A sad song coming on the wind - Pe Kin-yi "A Lady from Afar" transl. not credited [The Jade Flute, c.1960, Project Gutenberg]
The ocean keeping whate'er it gains - Florence Peacock "Lost at Sea" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.137-v.III, 14 Aug. 1886]
Only the memory of times past - Florence Peacock "Lost at Sea" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.137-v.III, 14 Aug. 1886]
All the brightness earth had once for me - Florence Peacock "Lost at Sea" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.137-v.III, 14 Aug. 1886]
The bitterness of sorrow taken from out my heart - Florence Peacock "Lost at Sea" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.137-v.III, 14 Aug. 1886]
Gotham's three wise men we be - Thomas Love Peacock "The Men of Gotham"
To rake the moon from out the sea - Thomas Love Peacock "The Men of Gotham"
And our ballast is old wine - Thomas Love Peacock "The Men of Gotham"
That hath loved his folly - Padraic H. Pearse "The Fool"
Never a prudent thing - Padraic H. Pearse "The Fool"
In attempting impossible things - Padraic H. Pearse "The Fool"
Among the bulks of actual things - Padraic H. Pearse "The Fool"
Joy hid from mortal quest - Mary C. Peckham "The Wood-Thrush at Sunset"
With joy among the leaves - Mary C. Peckham "The Wood-Thrush at Sunset"
To voice the pain of bliss - Mary C. Peckham "The Wood-Thrush at Sunset"
These arrows by Vulcan were cunningly done - G. Peele "Cupid's Arrows" [The Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction v.14, no.379, 4 July 1829]
Concludes with Cupid's curse - George Peele "Cupid's Curse"
Pearls of thought to string for thee - Percie "Lines [Ask me not with simple grace]" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.436, 8 May 1852]
With Fancy gale wake the music of a sigh - Percie "Lines [Ask me not with simple grace]" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.436, 8 May 1852]
When the tide of silence rises - Craig Santos Perez "ars pasifika"
Bound by a fast symmetry - Mahealani Perez-Wendt "Lei Kukui, Lei Kuahu"
Your playful and somber accompaniments - Mahealani Perez-Wendt "Lei Kukui, Lei Kuahu"
We long slumbering yet evanescent - Mahealani Perez-Wendt "Lei Kukui, Lei Kuahu"
A purer correspondence with the radiance of leaves - Mahealani Perez-Wendt "Lei Kukui, Lei Kuahu"
Made from secret herbs - Lucia Perillo "Christmas at Forty"
By matching its scent - Andrea Perry "The Sure-Footed Shoe Finder"
The sharpest thorn, the sceptre and the throne - Carlotta Perry "What Do I Wish for You" [Lippincott's Magazine, Dec. 1885]
The stars fall out of bed - Andrew Fusek Peters "Tide and Seek"
Encounter only Death, the Passer-by - William Theodore Peters "Death and Love"
Who find a rainbow in their cup of tears - William Theodore Peters "Death and Love"
Pale moonlight silvers the sobbing sea - William Theodore Peters "Death and Love"
Seeing the ash of my life I burned - Chandler Peters-Durose "Rest Stop"
The usefulness of shells - Trace Peterson "With a Petroleum Coating"
Peel an alien tangerine - Trace Peterson "With a Petroleum Coating"
In gazing burn and start - Elizabeth Stuart Phelps "The First Christmas Apart"
Winter looking at May - Elizabeth Stuart Phelps "Released"
Opens heaven's lattice wide - Charles Phillips "Music"
Gives unto my famished soul - Charles Phillips "Music"
The way that the sea fails to drown itself - Emilia Phillips "I Tried to Write a Poem Called "Imposter Syndrome" and Failed"
Bad brakes and a need to stop - Emilia Phillips "I Tried to Write a Poem Called "Imposter Syndrome" and Failed"
To the dull, angry world - Katherine Phillips "Friendships Mystery, To My Dearest Lucasia"
Doubled by the loss - Katherine Phillips "Friendships Mystery, To My Dearest Lucasia"
Divided joys - Katherine Phillips "Friendships Mystery, To My Dearest Lucasia"
They have but pieces of the earth - Katherine Phillips "To My Excellent Lucasia, On Our Friendship"
Who made a broken man from parts of broken men - Meghan Phillips "The Bride of Frankenstein Considers Her Options"
Touches her where her heart should be - Meghan Phillips "The Bride of Frankenstein Considers Her Options"
Above the thickness of water - Rowan Ricardo Phillips "Who Is Less Than a Vapor?"
Put into the hands of nature - Rowan Ricardo Phillips "Who Is Less Than a Vapor?"
In this destruction contract - Rowan Ricardo Phillips "Who Is Less Than a Vapor?"
No virtue in power - Rowan Ricardo Phillips "Who Is Less Than a Vapor?"
A spiritual escape velocity - Tommy Pico "Junk"
Waiting, winged with fire - Frederick Erastus Pierce "God and the Farmer"
Hand of wind and flame - Frederick Erastus Pierce "God and the Farmer"
The stars outlasting labor - Frederick Erastus Pierce "God and the Farmer"
That weighs in her balance the spheres - John Pierpont "E Pluribus Unum" [Beadle's Dime Union Song Book No.2 1861]
One daughter of light be indulged in her flight - John Pierpont "E Pluribus Unum" [Beadle's Dime Union Song Book No.2 1861]
The demon of discord our melody mar - John Pierpont "E Pluribus Unum" [Beadle's Dime Union Song Book No.2 1861]
Leaden rain and iron hail - John Pierpont "Warren's Address"
Every bush and slender sapling - Lydia Jane Pierson "A Winter Scene"
Each twig a chain of gold - Lydia Jane Pierson "A Winter Scene"
The cold sceptre of despair - L.J. Pierson "Woman's Dower"
That led to Salem's towers and temple high - J. Rheyn Piksohn "A Contrasted Picture: from 'Passion Ode,' an Unpublished Poem" [The Knickerbocker v.22, no.1, July 1843]
While shouting thousands lined the road - J. Rheyn Piksohn "A Contrasted Picture: from 'Passion Ode,' an Unpublished Poem" [The Knickerbocker v.22, no.1, July 1843]
The hands that gave them bread - J. Rheyn Piksohn "A Contrasted Picture: from 'Passion Ode,' an Unpublished Poem" [The Knickerbocker v.22, no.1, July 1843]
One sleeping self inside a woken self - Sasha Pimentel "Lament of Submerged Persons"
Into this all-consuming lack - Sasha Pimentel "Lament of Submerged Persons"
Could part the earth with our voices - Sasha Pimentel "Lament of Submerged Persons"
From the banquet of the skies - Ippolito Pindemonte "On the Hebe of Canova" translated by Felicia Hemans
With Grecian magic vying - Ippolito Pindemonte "On the Hebe of Canova" translated by Felicia Hemans
A line of undulating grace - Ippolito Pindemonte "On the Hebe of Canova" translated by Felicia Hemans
Sprouting from your black waters - Janel Pineda "Mujer Malvada"
Arms rooting to earth - Janel Pineda "Mujer Malvada"
Birthed from your memory - Janel Pineda "Mujer Malvada"
Marked by your myth - Janel Pineda "Mujer Malvada"
Take away your veil of stars - Ping Hsin "Multitudinous Stars" transl. by Kenneth Rexroth and Ling Chung
Inlaid on the skies of the heart - Ping Hsin "Multitudinous Stars" transl. by Kenneth Rexroth and Ling Chung
Tiny blossoms on the battlefield - Ping Hsin "Spring Waters" transl. by Kai Yu Hsu
The rustling of the sere leaves as they fall - Susan Pinkerton "Autumn Leaves" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.306, 10 Nov. 1849]
A lesson worth the heed of all - Susan Pinkerton "Autumn Leaves" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.306, 10 Nov. 1849]
Chilled by nipping blasts of autumn - Susan Pinkerton "Autumn Leaves" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.306, 10 Nov. 1849]
Can from Time's stern clutches save - Susan Pinkerton "Autumn Leaves" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.306, 10 Nov. 1849]
Upon the lonely waters of the world - V. De S. Pinto "Swans"
Amid the bright reflections of the day - Charles Constantine Pise "Summer Evening"
Naught save the dark whip-poor-will is heard - Charles Constantine Pise "Summer Evening"
Which those stars address to melancholy - Charles Constantine Pise "Summer Evening"
Which life again shall animate and warm - Charles Constantine Pise "Summer Evening"
Encircled thus by those you love - J. Pitman (who died in 1825) "Lines to a Young Lady on Her Birthday" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, no.743, 23 March 1878]
Nor cast a single shade upon the past - J. Pitman (who died in 1825) "Lines to a Young Lady on Her Birthday" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, no.743, 23 March 1878]
With sweets that never know decay - J. Pitman (who died in 1825) "Lines to a Young Lady on Her Birthday" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, no.743, 23 March 1878]
Silver dust of a hard freeze - Emily Pittinos "A Cloud of Drench Bearing Down"
The great equity of darkness - Emily Pittinos "A Cloud of Drench Bearing Down"
A tongue of gold parsing the dust motes - Rachel Pittman "The Quickening"
Parsing the dust motes into glyphs - Rachel Pittman "The Quickening"
Watched them fall like dull pennies - Rachel Pittman "The Quickening"
All bones but yours will rattle - Planche "The Sea-Serpent"
Raiment spun from upper air - Plesheef "Spring" transl. by John Pollen
Babbling brooks and birds in chorus - Plesheef "Spring" transl. by John Pollen
So many escape memory - John Pluecker "So Many"
Melancholy like an old brown sweater - Katha Pollitt "Happiness Writes White"
Still hearing the voice of the sea - Katha Pollitt "Happiness Writes White"
When the Armageddon sunrise breaks - Frank L. Pollock "Ad Bellonam"
Under the ward of the Polar Star - Frank L. Pollock "The Trail of Gold"
Crashing blows on the icy bar - Frank L. Pollock "The Trail of Gold"
The hounds that hunt on the Scent of Gold - Frank L. Pollock "The Trail of Gold"
Drop fire from the sky - Iain Haley Pollock "the smoke of the country went up"
All he sees is wrong - Iain Haley Pollock "the smoke of the country went up"
Give him whatever he takes - Iain Haley Pollock "the smoke of the country went up"
The panther far back in his woods - Robert Pollok "The African Maid"
The crocodile full of the flesh of his prey - Robert Pollok "The African Maid"
Plague poison their breath - Robert Pollok "The African Maid"
Covered by St. Michael's shield - Polonski "On Skobelef" transl. by John Pollen
The very breath of my existence - C.G. Poore "The Dying Thespian"
A veil she planned to drop - C.G. Poore "A Maiden Lady"
Wandering the craft store aisles - Andrea Potos "Crocheting in December"
The softest acrylic sunny day - Andrea Potos "Crocheting in December"
Dusted with air of high June - Andrea Potos "Crocheting in December"
For the warmth of winter gold - Andrea Potos "Crocheting in December"
Until the vows were held by heart - Elizabeth Powell "Pledge"
By memory, by rote, by benign betrothal - Elizabeth Powell "Pledge"
Promoting the better side of constant dark - Ken Poyner "Ineffective"
Serving cups of broken light - Ken Poyner "Ineffective"
From the sands of your closed lips - Marie-Francoise Prager
The sign who names you - Marie-Francoise Prager
Habitat of beer and jumping dice - K.M. Praschak "Departure: New Selene Station 21:56"
Loveliest of what I leave - Praxilla "Adonis, Dying" (transl. by John Dillon)
A scorpion under every stone - Praxilla "Adonis, Dying" (transl. by John Dillon)
And a penny for each eye - Nancy Price "Trick or Treat"
Have studied your face for ten thousand days - Alison Prine "Long Love"
Long shadows across the untouched snow - Alison Prine "Long Love"
We promised not to promise - Alison Prine "Long Love"
Wreathed in smoke and iron - Michael Prior "Wakeful Things"
In dream's many furnaces - Amrita Pritam "Daily Wages" transl. by Charles Brasch with Amrita Pritam
And leave no grain for tomorrow - Amrita Pritam "Daily Wages" transl. by Charles Brasch with Amrita Pritam
My golden-belted bees - May Probyn "The Bees of Myddleton Manor"
In hope to cheat his foes - May Probyn "The Bees of Myddleton Manor"
Balls of amber and of ivory tossed - May Probyn "Is it Nothing to You?"
No room in this glad June - May Probyn "Is it Nothing to You?"
Whistles aloft his tempest tune - Bryan Waller Proctor aka Barry Cornwall "A Song of the Sea"
The dolphins bared their backs of gold - Bryan Waller Proctor aka Barry Cornwall "A Song of the Sea"
Wavering shadows over moss and frond - Ita Aniol Prokop "Gold" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.XII, no.29, Aug. 1873]
Golden shuttles flung by spirit hands - Ita Aniol Prokop "Gold" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.XII, no.29, Aug. 1873]
For us the Golden Age reborn - Ita Aniol Prokop "Gold" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.XII, no.29, Aug. 1873]
Envied none their gold from labor torn - Ita Aniol Prokop "Gold" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.XII, no.29, Aug. 1873]
Thick with fog - Kevin Prufer "Rain"
Sliding down the rain-filled darkness - Kevin Prufer "Rain"
As a thought passes - Kevin Prufer "Rain"
Through the murmur of the light - Punch "Ballad of Bedlam"
To some rich desert fly - Punch "Ballad of Bedlam"
Working to forget it - Ben Purkert "The Past Suffers Too"
Without forcing them to touch - Ben Purkert "The Past Suffers Too"
The past suffers from anxiety too - Ben Purkert "The Past Suffers Too"
Who believes in going back - Ben Purkert "The Past Suffers Too"
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