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Loses by refusing to play - Rasha Abdulhadi "The Obstacle Bargainer's Lorica"

Watched the loitering stars at play - Abu'l-Ala "The Diwan XVIII" (transl. by Henry Baerlein)

To play the role of Tantalus - Harold Acton "The Prodigal Son"

Chilled our laughter, stilled our play - Conrad Aiken "The Vampire"

Playing a desperate part for folly - Aion "The Priest's Burial" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXL, v.LV, Feb. 1844]

The kettles and pans would play and prance - Ellen Tracy Alden "Jungenthor, the Giant"

When the south wind plays soft music through the trees - George Leonard Allen "Portrait" [Caroling Dusk: An Anthology of Verse by Negro Poets, ed. by Countee Cullen, 1927]

Like thoughtful fairies in a Shakespeare play - Julia Alvarez "Bad Weather Friends"

Serpent belts that coil and play - Alexander Anderson "A Blackbird's Nest" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.28-v.I, 12 July 1884]

Nights when sleep plays coy - Maya Angelou "Insomniac"

They play a trombone in my heart - Peter Balakian "Day of the Dead"

Playing cards with machine guns - Mary Jo Bang "Ghost and Grays"

The mice play their games of croquet - Mary Jo Bang "In the Quieter Aftermath"

Hive magic plays along my skin - Devan Barlow "A Moon Witch at the Party"

played till time had tired - Elizabeth Bartlett "maturity"

Busy with other kinds of play - William E. Barton "The Story of a Pumpkin Pie"

Where the wild cat'ract in the sunlight plays - Alex. Lacey Beard, M.D. "A Sketch" [Southern Literary Messenger v.II no.1 Dec. 1835-6]

Where Ocean plays with his amaranthian ships - Stephen Vincent Benet "Talk"

A game played with cool hands and slim fingers - Gwendolyn B. Bennett "Hatred" [Caroling Dusk: An Anthology of Verse by Negro Poets, ed. by Countee Cullen, 1927]

And Eurydice has played the role of both - Rebecca Bennett "Eurydice Stands with Attitude"

Who but a witless gambler plays for farthing stakes - Stella Benson "Two Women Sing"

Played in one breath - Jen Bervin "shakuhachi repertoire, handwritten from liner notes"

Playing buccaneer among the minnows - Edmund Blunden "Perch-Fishing"

Play a game of dead dolls - Cecil Bodker "Fury's Field" transl. by Nadia Christensen

While Discord plays on life's guitar - John Philip Bourke "The Golden Age"

Because he played with Beauty for a toy - William Stanley Braithwaite "October XXIX, 1795 (Keats' Birthday)" [Caroling Dusk: An Anthology of Verse by Negro Poets, ed. by Countee Cullen, 1927]

The wind plays tricks on the eyes - Russell Brakefield "Field Recordings"

The song of a cello played by flame - William Brewer "Appalachia, Your Genesis"

Trapped in an attic with rats that play Monopoly - Fleda Brown "Afternoons at the Lake"

A spark upon which minnows play - Paul Cameron Brown "The Gingham Dream Utterance"

Would never actually say I don't like playing - Stacey Lynn Brown "Polaroid: Links"

Out in the greenwood to romp and play - L.A.B.C. "Our May-Day at the South" [Our Young Folks at Home and Abroad (ed. by Daphne Dale), 1894]

Drift with the stream where the rapids play - Frank Oliver Call "Hidden Treasure"

All of us playing cribbage on the lawn - Gabrielle Calvocoressi "An Inn for the Coven"

To play regardless both of time and space - Edward Carpenter "The Great Peepshow"

In the fields the rabbits play - J.E.A. Carver "Evening"

Where childhood plays and ponders - Robert Chambers "To Scotland" [Spirit of Chambers' Journal, 1834, Project Gutenberg]

Playing games with sunlight - M.C. Childs "Snow Man"

A game played by chemicals - Cody-Rose Clevidence "This Household of Earthly Nature; An Essay"

A game played by myth - Cody-Rose Clevidence "This Household of Earthly Nature; An Essay"

Play no tricks upon thy soul - Arthur Hugh Clough "Dipsychus"

And played for ale and cakes - "Come Lasses and Lads"

meteors streaming from playful immortal hands - E. E. Cummings "Amores (IV)"

Moist eyes are at kisses playing - E. E. Cummings "Songs (IV)"

Proud of the skill with which you play this game - Waring Cuney "Dust" [Caroling Dusk: An Anthology of Verse by Negro Poets, ed. by Countee Cullen, 1927]

Used to play it on the banks of the Tigris and the Euphrates - Waring Cuney "Dust" [Caroling Dusk: An Anthology of Verse by Negro Poets, ed. by Countee Cullen, 1927]

The wizard harpers play for me - Olive Custance "The Changeling"

Play traitor to my soul - H.D. "At Ithaca"

Ill that follows after foolish play - Christine de Pisan "Ballad [Most noble ladies, cherish your fair fame]" (transl. by Laurence Binyon and Eric Robert Dalrymple Maclagan)

Who plays with God for worlds, and wins - Geoffrey Dearmer "Eight Sonnets II"

Applauds the puppets of his ghastly play - Geoffrey Dearmer "Gommecourt"

The crystal pond where gold-fish play - Mrs. Elizabeth Dimond "Thoughts on Creation"

Music in the hemlocks playing - Irving Sidney Dix "An Idyll of the Hills part 1: January"

And your pipe sweetly playing - "Do You Remember that Night?" transl. by Eleanor Hull [Written down by O'Curry for Dr. George Petrie.]

Playing "tag" in the very midst of the throng - "Dolly's Promenade" [Baby Chatterbox, 1880. On Project Gutenberg]

Chaos plays Jack-in-the-Box - Dom "Number Cruncher: Here's a Crowd"

Playing baseball with the dead - Chris Dombrowski "A History of Barbed Wire"

Playing tetherball alone - Chris Dombrowski "May"

To match the field they thought they were playing on - Rita Dove "Family Reunion"

Playing my tunes all by myself - Rita Dove "The Spring Cricket Considers the Question of Negritude"

That play with mirrored majesties and powers - George William Russell aka A.E. "Reflections"

Lightnings played beneath his feet - J.E. Dow "Napoleon"

Whose pulses play with fullest life-blood - Edward Dowden "The Inner Life"

The harps whereon the Angels play - Edward Dowden "Musicians"

Six little white ducks running out to play - "The Ducks" [Baby Chatterbox, 1880. On Project Gutenberg]

Played catch with a warm tomato - Denise Duhamel "Poem in Which My Mother Snapped"

Dances and drifts in endless play - Arthur Wentworth Hamilton Eaton "The Phantom Light of the Baie des Chaleurs"

When there's powder, cannons play - William Hodgson Ellis "The Bal Poudre"

Plays the wooden flute of her heart - Forugh Farrokhzad "Born Again" transl. by Jascha Kessler and Amin Banani

The old flute which nobody played - Lawrence Ferlinghetti "A Coney Island of the Mind, 8"

if you play with your shadow, then it will eat you - Mckendy Fils-Aimé "on superstitions"

Bells which the breezes play - John Gould Fletcher "A Distant Song"

The toy-boxes time plays with - John Gould Fletcher "Toy-Boxes"

While the sunbeams played at hide-and-seek - Fanny Forrester "Spring in the Alley" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.21-v.I, 24 May 1884]

Watched the cataract's giant play - "The Fratricide's Death" (from The Knickerbocker, v. 23:3, March 1844)

Airs from the Beggar's Opera on broken fiddles played - Mary Eleanor Wilkins Freeman "The Beggar King"

Played at the margins of the senses - Elisabeth Frost "The Uncured World"

From babes that play at hide-and-seek - Robert Frost "Revelation"

And played hide-and-seek till the clock struck one - Nellie M. Garabrant "Grandmother's Clock" [Our Young Folks at Home and Abroad (ed. by Daphne Dale), 1894]

In the ripples' purple play - Zona Gale "Exercise in Spenserians"

In the wood play hide-and-seek - R.L. Gales "A Childermas Rhyme"

A shipwreck playing across me - John Gallaher "And the Moon on Its Stem Will Steal You Away"

Or we can play the forgetting game - John Gallaher "In a Landscape: I"

His heir will lavish them with play - John Gay "Fable LXIII: Plutus, Cupid, and Time" [edited, updated, & adapted by John Benson Rose]

Where the mountain waters play - Alfred C. Gellis "To the Wenem Mame River"

And the winds long to play with your hair - Kahlil Gibran "On Clothes"

Whose song on our heart-strings had played - Alfred Perceval Graves "The Sea Singer"

Playing at cards with Death - Robert Graves "To Lucasta on Going to the Wars--for the Fourth Time"

I play your furies back to me at night - Thom Gunn "High Fidelity"

Sometimes I shall play with a soul never born - Katherine Hale "A Fabulous Day"

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]

By the pleasant pranks they played us - Thomas Hardy "Budmouth Dears"

Play crack-the-whip in the abyss - Joy Harjo "Day of the Dead"

Playing roulette with my breath - Stephanie Heit "Dear Murderer"

Turns and plays the deuce with Spring - Oliver Herford "The Smoker's Year Book: April"

Play and sing to Birds alone - Oliver Herford "The Wakeful Princess"

And thread the path whereon the lightnings play - Mary E. Hewitt "I Follow" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]

Letting the play develop in front of him - Edward Hirsch "Fast Break"

A rusty shadow neither hunting nor playing - Jane Hirshfield "Three Foxes by the Edge of the Field at Twilight"

The hazards of playing at innocence - Tony Hoagland "Ten Questions for the New Age"

Playing music when god is renounced - Carlie Hoffman "After Translating the Women of the Twentieth Century"

Play hypocrite to my own heart - Gerard Manley Hopkins "Peace"

Concentrate on every play - Lee Bennett Hopkins "Endgame"

Played Iscariot to your Pythias - Frank Horne "Letters Found Near a Suicide" [Caroling Dusk: An Anthology of Verse by Negro Poets, ed. by Countee Cullen, 1927]

Hear the drums of morning play - A.E. Housman "A Shropshire Lad IV: Reveille"

Beside them, the shadow children play - Jess Hyslop "After"

The phantoms of the deep at play - Jean Ingelow "Songs on the Voices of Birds: Sea-Mews in Winter Time"

When I am playing more than solitaire - Wallace Irwin "An Inside Con to Refined Guys"

For you are playing favorites again - Wallace Irwin "An Inside Con to Refined Guys"

You played me double and you knew it - Wallace Irwin "An Inside Con to Refined Guys"

Hard and soft sugar playing a supporting role - K. Iver "A Medium Performs Your Visit"

To bring into play that fragrant morsel of rhetoric - Major Jackson "Letters to Brooks [Spring Garden]"

The garden of old men playing checkers - Major Jackson "Letters to Brooks [Spring Garden]"

October's orchestra plays softly - Emily Pauline Johnson "Autumn's Orchestra"

Play in a red moon's dance - Lionel Johnson "In England"

To answer the wind at play - Thomas S. Jones, Jr. "You and I"

Dust with which the breezes play - Kalidasa "The Birth of the War-God: Canto Fourth: Rati's Lament" transl. by Ralph T.H. Griffith

That sing to sleep the playful twilight - Elsa Kazi "Return to Khairpur"

Wind plays the spy - Jane Kenyon "Small Early Valentine"

Still playing in videos past her presence - Amy King "Ancient Sunlight"

As we played some deadly game for blind gods - Yusef Komunyakaa "Thanks"

Why do you play that long beautiful adagio - Alfred Kreymborg "Improvisation"

Like sound plays the Guitar - Rickey Laurentiis "Hermaphrodite"

Where the sunsets dance and play - Emily Lawless "Wide Is the Shannon"

And all the motley play of lives - Richard Le Gallienne "Ad Cimmerios"

A whirlwind of octaves play'd furious and fast - Henry S. Leigh "The Compact"

Hell's blackest tricks were put in play - Charles G. Leland "The Last Ditch" [The Continental Monthly v.2 no.2, March 1862]

Playing on his disbelief - J. Patrick Lewis "The First"

Rendered laws of my country played before my face - Robin Coste Lewis "Self-Portrait as the Bootblack in Daguerre's Boulevard du Temple"

The strain that the wild band plays - Vachel Lindsay "The Firemen's Ball"

Sinatra always plays on payday - Angela Liu "Dow Jones Dream"

A song of playing at ball - Amy Lowell "Clear, with Light Variable Winds"

Playing hide and seek with stars - Amy Lowell "The Crescent Moon"

Little white skeletons playing the fiddle - Amy Lowell "Katydids"

Some elf in play passed by - James Russell Lowell "At the Burns Centennial"

And check the mimic play of mirth - "Macedoine: By the Author of Other Things I" [Southern Literary Messenger v.II no.1 Dec. 1835-6]

Prince of Play, King of Guile - Robert MacFarlane and Jackie Morris "raven"

Slip into the diabolical roles I've played - Sally Wen Mao "Anna May Wong Rates the Runway"

The wild pipes of witchcraft played - Don Marquis "The Sage and the Woman"

Yesterday I played the knave - Don Marquis "This Is Another Day"

Playing blind amid the clarity of cosmic mind - Harry Martinson "Aniara 31" transl. by Stephen Klass and Leif Sjöberg

A splintering zither plays songs of the sphinx - Harry Martinson "Aniara 83: The Song of Erosion" transl. by Stephen Klass and Leif Sjöberg

Playing the infinite in mortal chess - Harry Martinson "Aniara 99" transl. by Stephen Klass and Leif Sjöberg

Can you win a game you've played alone? - Donna Masini "My Father Teaches Me to Play Solitaire"

The game the wind plays - George Meredith "The Orchard and the Heath"

Playing a guessing game with their gaze - Joanne Merriam "The Bather"

That play at golden games - Ruth Comfort Mitchell "November Eleventh"

In the wholesome north wind toss and play - S. Weir Mitchell "The Marsh" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.20, Aug. 1877]

Ash and smoke will play fire games - Rajiv Mohabir "Kabira"

Played coy as if everyone didn't already know - Tomás Q. Morín "Bird"

Blues played lefthanded - Harryette Mullen "Page 5/sun goes on shining"

With faithful heart all faithless play - John Napier "Which?" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.126-v.III, 29 May 1886]

Full false has played - E. Nesbit "La Derniere Robe de Soi"

Plays his role to the last whispered word - Robert Nichols "Farewell to Place of Comfort"

Where Pan reclining plays - Robert Nichols "A Faun's Holiday"

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

Play cards at the devil's table - Aaiun Nin "Broken Halves of a Milky Sun"

Playing such tricks on my children three - "Nobody" [A Jolly Jingle Book (ed. by Laura Chandler). 1913]

Play at the edges of knowing - Mary Oliver "Bone"

Where he'll always play defense - January Gill O'Neil "The Rookie"

Reels with the wind's savage play - Caroline F. Orne "A New England Legend" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]

Played with soul-sinews cracking - Herbert E. Palmer "A Game of Chess"

To play with our feelings and injure our peace - James Parkerson "A Poem to the Memory of our late lamented Queen Caroline of England"

Big lagoons where wildfowl play - Andrew Barton 'Banjo' Paterson "Travelling Post Office"

With such play in their hearts - Brad Peacock "A Morning in Thailand"

A squirrel caught at play - H. Perceval "Callirhoe"

Play in truth's eternal sunbeams - J.G. Percival "The Soul"

Your playful and somber accompaniments - Mahealani Perez-Wendt "Lei Kukui, Lei Kuahu"

When again the lambkins play - Ambrose Philips "To the Honourable Miss Carteret"

Play out our fantasies in real life way - Terese Mason Pierre "'Streets,' by Persephone"

Play a tune on xylophonic ribs - Drew Pisarra "Sonnet 8"

Who can play a solo symphony - Drew Pisarra "Sonnet 33 1/3"

Play at leap frog with the grass - Alexander Posey "The Idle Breeze"

Plays tag among the melon vines - Miriam Clark Potter "Thanksgiving Kitchen Song"

Play the desperate chess - Ezra Pound "Near Perigord"

The treetops playing Te Deums strangely sweet - Horatio Nelson Powers "Delectatio Piscatoria" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.26, Sept. 1880]

The motown long plays for the comeback of Osiris - Ishmael Reed "I Am a Cowboy in the Boat of Ra"

The toy withheld is the token of all who refrain from play - Adrienne Rich "A Ball Is for Throwing"

Let David play the harp for Saul - Adrienne Rich "David's Boyhood"

The phoenix are at play on their terrace - Rihaku "Four Poems of Departure: The City of Choan" transl. by Ezra Pound

Played tricks on insanity - Arthur Rimbaud "A Season in Hell" transl. by Bertrand Mathieu

Hide and seek we play in and out the courts of Time - George William Russell "Alter Ego"

The dim uncertain music in the shadows played - V. Sackville-West "The Banquet"

Time for amnesiacs to play - Ida Sadoff "On the Day of Nixon's Funeral"

A kind of gorgeous illusory play - David St. John "Beeches"

A rusted trumpet plays itself - Erika L. Sanchez "Capital"

The play of fountains at night - Carl Sandburg "Choices"

Catching play of sun-fire - Carl Sandburg "In a Breath"

A role played on occasion - Nicole Sealey "legendary"

The water where the silver salmon play - Robert W. Service "The Rhyme of the Remittance Man"

To play the watchman ever - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXI"

a shiny silver moon-coin to play - Evie Shockley "black love"

A beggar claimed to be playing Nero's fiddle - Charles Simic "Paradise"

While all her thousand fingers play - W. Gilmore Simms "Stanzas"

To make shadow play of their contents on the walls - Kaya Skovdatter "What Beautiful Heavens These"

Give the pinion of passion free play - "The Song of Metrodorus" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCLXI, v.LXXV, March 1854]

Yet play about the darkened door - George Soule "Impression"

Play the herald or the clown - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Flood-Tide"

Plays on the clear viol of her memory - Wallace Stevens "Peter Quince at the Clavier"

Playing through the essential air - Alison Swan "In Medias Res"

Cards packed for storm's play - A.C. Swinburne "John Jones"

Damn the losses of his last night's play - U.T. "The College.--A Sketch in Verse" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCIII, v.LXV, May 1849]

Playing faro with no aces - Sonya Taaffe "Last Minute"

Admire the wild play of his paradox - Rachel Annand Taylor "The Hours of Fiammetta LVII: The Ironist"

Of music played among the stars - Iris Tree "[As a nun's face from her black draperies]"

Playing a pantomime to spectres in the stalls - Iris Tree "[I think myself the fool of tragedy]"

Silver groves of candles playing - Herbert Trench "Musing on a Great Soldier"

Monkeys playing on bare rocks in moonlight - Tu Fu "Captivity" transl. not credited [The Jade Flute, c.1960, Project Gutenberg]

The wind played in his trembling soul - W.J. Turner "The Caves of Auvergne"

She can play with only a row of pins - "Two Little Girls" [A Tale of Two Monkeys, Project Gutenberg]

Like harps the wind plays out of sight - Katherine Tynan "The Old House"

How little Pity plays a speaking part in life - Rudolph Valentino "Hunger"

That holds the breath to play all songs to life - Georgiana Valoyce-Sanchez "The Eye of the Flute"

Plays his part to no applause - Amy Ludwig VanDerwater "Colorful Actor"

How long the echoes love to play - Henry van Dyke "The After-Echo"

Played at glory's idle game - Henry van Dyke "The Vain King"

Played the makings of a masterpiece off-key - Emily Ruth Verona "A Shiva"

An empty ballad that plays on loop - Vanessa Angelica Villarreal "Cardinals, a Novena"

Blue fingers of the moon still play on my old lute - Wang-Wei "Best Happiness of All" transl. not credited [The Jade Flute, c.1960, Project Gutenberg]

Played against olive and smoky lime - Rosanna Warren "Muse Not Muse"

Playing through my mind - Allison Benis White "Description of Symptoms"

As children play who make no noise - Helen Hay Whitney "As a Pale Child"

We who play with rainbows - Helen Hay Whitney "Love's Legacy"

Heard the hawks at twilight play - John Greenleaf Whittier "Snow-Bound"

A sad song with a sad lute playing beside it - "Wild Geese" transl. not credited [The Jade Flute, c.1960, Project Gutenberg]

Memory playing the clown - William Carlos Williams "Good Night"

The game your mind plays in dreams - Katie Willingham "Darwinist Logic on Unrequited Love"

Where lingering daylight plays with the skirts of night - Huldah Lucile Winsted "North Dakota Sunsets"

You might venture to play with his claws - "Wonders of a Toy-Shop"

My spirits play with kindred motion - William Wordsworth "To a Daisy"

We played the song of her spring - Yee Heng Yeh "Song"

The remnants of music played and played again - James F. Yockey "What If"

Men playing timed chess with themselves - Dean Young "Sleep Cycle"

And shadows of children playing - Francis Brett Young "An Old House"

In a game I kept agreeing to play - Matthew Zapruder "Twenty Poems for Noelle"

Clouds playing dominos - Matthew Zapruder "You Have Astounding Cosmic News"

Playing the whistles of yore - Veronica Zondek "cold fire 4" transl. by Katherine Silver


obstruction is a kind of foreplay - Jzl Jmz "Exhibition"


Plastered the whole world with their playbills - Marin Sorescu "Shakespeare" transl. by Michael Hamburger


Green-faced violin players guarding vertical streets - Mike Allen "Chagall's Lamp"

Players with obsidian eyes - Marcus Jackson "40 Ounce"

Outside is a stage & I'm a pretty player - Jzl Jmz "Drenched in Reflection"

As the bass player knocked out the bottom line - David St. John "Los Angeles, 1954"

Football players firing glory-cannons downfield - Catherynne M. Valente "Mouse Koan"


Playful ghosts snagged in the trees - Mike Allen "Carrington's Ferry"

Playfulness Mozart forgot to score - Clive Bell "To Lopokova Dancing"

The labor of its playfulness - Robert Bly "Thomas and the Codfish's Psalm"

Rustles beneath the wind in playful whim - Lord Alfred Douglas "Wine of Summer"


A playlist that unfolded across her decades - Yee Heng Yeh "Song"


Playmate.

Plaything.


Weeping in the playtime of the others - Elizabeth B. Barret [Barrett Browning] "The Cry of the Children" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXXXIV, v.LIV, Aug. 1843]

Where village towers in play-time ring out - Victor Hugo "Truth" transl. by Harry Curwen


A specter's gem in the shadow-playtime - Stephen Vincent Benet "Boarding-House Hall"


And the years replay like a foreign movie - Jessica Abughattas "Failed Poems"

Details unbearably clear in the replay - Janine Joseph "Circuitry"

A quick replay of all my dawns - Mary Karr "For My Children"

This part replays itself - Thomas Lynch "A Dream of Death in the First-Person"


Unplay the summer's blight - Tess Taylor "Mud Season"


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