Potential Titles: Dust

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When our children sleep in dust - A.L.O.E. "The House Not Made with Hands"

Dark red circles filled with dust - Harold Acton "Green grow the Rushes, O"

Cast off a whittling dust - Harold Acton "Trepak"

Bright beauty of the risen dust - Leonie Adams "Midsummer"

Becoming thinner than dust - Etel Adnan "Conversations with My Soul"

This incoherent dust - Conrad Aiken "1915: The Trenches"

Wisdom alembicked out of dust - Conrad Aiken "Twilights, V"

Magicians against this baleful dust - Conrad Aiken "Twilights, V"

The dust of twilight sifting down - Thomas Bailey Aldrich "The Last Caesar"

Grown weary of dust and decay - Elizabeth Akers Allen "Rock Me to Sleep"

In your garden, a lemon tree collects dust - Ahmad Almallah "Some Verse for the Depressed Rebel"

bitter oranges unafraid of cosmic dust - Alise Alousi "Burnished in Future Time"

That collapsed over a dusty forgotten story - Mouna Ammar "The Meaning of Unpacking"

Sugar dusted images I keep visiting - Mouna Ammar "Time-travel"

Learned, done, dusted and trusted to memory - Mouna Ammar "Vermont Ave."

Dionysus passes through the dust - Sophia de Mello Breyner Andresen "Dionysus" transl. by Allan Francovich

Pale in the dust now is my sun - "Anthology of Jugoslav Poetry CXXVII: Mother at the Tomb of Her Son" transl. by J.W. Wiles

Shovels dusty in our hands - William Archila "Bury This Pig"

Embrace my dust - Homero Aridjis (transl. by George McWhirter) "An angel's diary"

Conjuring worlds from dust and storm - Jabari Asim "Some Call It God"

The dusty roads of tomorrow - Atticus "Magic in Adventure"

The dirt of dust and stars - Atticus "Magic in Stars"

Let hallowed dust return to dust - B. "Two Pictures: Love Celestial" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]

Keep my heart from the dust - Albion Fellows Bacon "At Last"

The red clay of Macon dusting his bones - Peter Balakian "Little Richard"

The barren beige of dirt reduced to dust - Mary Jo Bang "It Says, I Did So"

Dusted the anteroom with alibi gray - Mary Jo Bang "Lydia's Suite: One without Has Two or Three Within"

An unbroken overlay of dust motes - Mary Jo Bang "A Man Mentioned in an Essay"

Raising a ruckus of dust - Mary Jo Bang "Sure, It's a Little Game. You, Me, Our Minds"

And grind that shell into glass dust - Mary Jo Bang "Tomb in Three Parts"

By Time's slow finger written in the dust - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"

Pink as dawn in the silver dust - Maurice Baring "Greece"

till dust can rise on flaming wings - Elizabeth Bartlett "grass flesh"

Is only shape and dust - Elizabeth Bartlett "In His Image"

for every year my dust shall rise - Elizabeth Bartlett "swallows return"

As if to wash this dusty world - Basho transl. by David Young

Gather by the sacred dust - Cora C. Bass "Memorial Day"

From their pulpits sealed with dust - Francis Beaumont "On the Tombs in Westminster Abbey"

The dusty passion of the streets - Lucius Beebe "Corydon"

Spilling its star-dust back to dust again - Stephen Vincent Benet "Nos Immortales"

Every immortal must put on dust - Stephen Vincent Benet "November Prothalamion"

In this house of lightning & dust - Joshua Bennett "On Flesh"

Grinding the dust of the sea - C. E. de la Poer Beresford "Dark Donegal"

Into the dust of birthright - Wendell Berry "My Great-Grandfather's Slaves"

Shakes hands with dust - Robert Blair "The Grave"

Crouching dust and wind-blown sand - Edmund Blunden "The Giant Puffball"

Win the drifting pension of dust - Maxwell Bodenheim "The Incurable Mystic Answers Western Ambitions"

Might falter in the presence of dust - Maxwell Bodenheim "Captain Simmons' Wife"

My eyes on the yellow dust - Louise Bogan "Medusa"

Dust shall yet devour the stones - Arna Bontemps "Golgotha Is a Mountain"

The dust will blacken and blind - "The Book of Odes: No.206. Don't Walk Beside the Big Carriage" transl. by Burton Watson

Stood firm in dry dust - Malika Booker "Jesus in the Wilderness 3: Sufferation"

Crossed that dry falling dust - Gordon Bottomley "The End of the World"

The dog rising from its bed of dust - Julia Bouwsma "I Walk My Road at Dusk"

A people carved of gravel and dust - Julia Bouwsma "Interview with the Dead"

A tornado of chalk dust and sunbeam - Julia Bouwsma "The Schoolteacher Answers the Call"

The keening of dust on hardwood - Julia Bouwsma "Upon Opening Another Folded Day"

Against my hand a little crumbling dust - Louise Morey Bowman "The Mountain that Watched"

That laid my goods now in the dust - Anne Bradstreet "Verses upon the Burning of our House"

Radio dust stretched across the night sky - Russell Brakefield "The Perseids"

The sparrows washing in the dusty gravel - Julian Talamantez Brolaski "sky hammer"

Dust about the doors of friends - Rupert Brooke "Tiare Tahiti"

A soft impulse, a sudden dust - Stopford A. Brooks "The Spring of Love"

Stand up high on the dusty shelves - Abbie Farwell Brown "Poor Old Books" [A Jolly Jingle Book (ed. by Laura Chandler). 1913]

Navigate by lantern light and dust - Molly McCully Brown and Susannah Nevison "Pre-Op Holding Room"

The dust of my night screams - Mahogany L. Browne "If Love is For the Fishes"

Not a grain of kindred dust - Marie Hedderwick Browne "A Mother's Grief"

All your dust to dust constrain - Elizabeth Barrett Browning "A Drama of Exile"

And beat his throne to dust - William Cullen Bryant "Hymn to Death"

Came up with nothing but keepsakes of dust - Christopher Buckley "Desire"

Will end in ashes and dust - Gerald Bullett "The Crucifixion"

When the sun blazed on the dust - Regio Cabico "Mango Poem"

From beneath the dust of buried centuries - Giosue Carducci "Dante [Strong forms were those of the New Life]" transl. by Frank Sewall

The elm-trees white with dust - Giosue Carducci "The Mother" transl. by Frank Sewall

The dust of broken empires - Giosue Carducci "Roma" transl. by Frank Sewall

Fell round them into dust - Bliss Carman "Phi Beta Kappa Poem"

My dust and all my dreaming - Bliss Carman and Richard Hovey "Spring Song"

In one little, moving plot of dust - Roger Casement "The Streets of Catania"

Had laid Goliaths in the dust - John Castillo "Old Sam! or the Effects of the Gospel"

For this star dust troubles - Willa Cather "I Sought the Wood in Winter"

Darken with the dust of strife - George Spencer Cautley "Puritans and Ritualists"

The salted earth sheds dust - Wo Chan "the shoes"

The sky spitting dust and light - Tina Chang "Celestial"

Upon whose blazing path the clouds are dust - Thomas S. Chard "Across the Sea"

Resolved to dust by time - Thomas S. Chard "The Seven Sleepers"

The dust destroy the diamond - King Charles I "A Royal Lamentation"

Gone to barbarian dust - Ch'en Tao "Song of Lung-hsi" transl. by Burton Watson

The rain is changed to silver dust - G.K. Chesterton "The Ballad of the White Horse: Book I. The Vision of the Kings"

The squirrels stirred in dusty dreams - G.K. Chesterton "The Ballad of the White Horse: Book IV. The Woman in the Forest"

Two hosts shocked with dust and din - G.K. Chesterton "The Ballad of the White Horse: Book VI. Ethandune: The Slaying of the Chiefs"

done with this dust - Lucille Clifton "jasper texas 1998"

Not for colouring empty dust - Arthur Hugh Clough "Dipsychus"

Troubled dust concealing - Leonard Cohen "Come Healing"

Beyond the falling dust of spires - Leonard Cohen "Isaiah"

The dust of a long sleepless night - Leonard Cohen "One of Us Cannot Be Wrong"

Stretched to call me out of dust - Leonard Cohen "The Way Back"

For the dust blows bitterly - Arthur Colton "Arcadie. I"

In dusty deserts of the spirit find - Arthur Colton "West-Easterly Moralities"

Scattering names on a dusty floor - Nandi Comer "The Check In"

I have poured my worship on the dust - Mrs. Martha W. Cook "A Spirit's Reproach" [The Continental Monthly v.4 no.2, August 1863]

Binds soul and dust - Benjamin Copeland "Remember!"

Those with dust in the mouth - Giorgiomaria Cornelio "La specia storta (The Bent Species)" transl. by Moira Egan

On the dusty earth-drum beats - Joseph Seamon Cotter Jr. "Rain Music"

And passed in dust away - James H. Cousins "In the Giant's Ring, Belfast"

Buried in dust and lost in silence, dwell - George Crabbe "The Library"

A hyena in dusty lace - Dorsey Craft "The Pirate Anne Bonny Says She's Not the Madwoman in the Attic"

The dusted shimmer of dew - Adelaide Crapsey "The Monk in the Garden"

Gravel dust suspended in the sun - James Crews "Tomatoes"

Brushed for a moment in gravel dust - James Crews "Tomatoes"

The buried dust of broken hearts - George Cronyn "Tasting the Earth"

They lie and wait for time to grind them to dust - Jennifer Crow "Mathematics"

Golden bell pealing in the courts of dust - Countee Cullen "Epitaphs: For One Who Died Singing of Death"

Into dust and happy nothingness - Countee Cullen "The Shroud of Color"

one by one stars flutter into dust - E. E. Cummings "Amores (V)"

the gold year a formal spasm in the dust - E. E. Cummings "Amores (VIII)"

Ill with dust as you with stain - H.D. "From the Masque"

Silver dust lifted from the earth - H.D. "Pear Tree"

With layered silence and dust - Jim Daniels "Good Reception"

Taking & being this dust - Marissa Davis "Singularity"

Spirits' dust from witches' broom - George Francis Dawson "Myra's Well"

The dust of my acts - Benjamin De Casseres "The Rotted Ideal"

This haunt of brooding dust - Walter de la Mare "Music"

The plateau piles everything you love back into dust - Oliver de la Paz "You Must Lift Your Son's Languid Body"

silent notes falling into dust and darkness - Cenizas de Rosas "Bone Flute"

Most likely to collect dust - Diane DeCillis "Cubist Still Life"

The table bare and quiet as dust - Diane DeCillis "Music from Another Room"

On this plain of light, gas & dust - Martins Deep "On a Dreamscape Where My Father Is a Spaceship Pirate"

Two moths dust the same screen for remembered light - Jay Deshpande "On Speaking Quietly with My Brother"

Risen up from dust, abundant - Natalie Diaz "Duned"

Ceded all of dust - Emily Dickinson "Book 1: Love V"

Between the spirit and the dust - Emily Dickinson "Book 1: Time and Eternity XXXI"

Dusty as unlit chandeliers - Chris Dombrowski "October Suite"

Hours after the last act is dust - Timothy Donnelly "Habitable Nebula"

Dust storms in the canister of sugar - Catherine Doty "Yes"

The throng of dusty cares - Edward Dowden "By the Window"

And the grey dust of a heart - Edward Dowden "Helena"

Briars and dust upon my brow - Eleanor Downing "The Pilgrim"

And dust was either heart - Agnes Mary Frances Duclaux "Love Stronger than Death"

Brushes dust from his lips - Cheryl Dumesnil "Good Morning Heartache"

The sum of dust was seen - Helen Parry Eden "The Confessional"

Dust on the sidewalks - Natalie Eilbert "Crescent Moons"

Of sunless dry geraniums and dust - T.S. Eliot "Rhapsody on a Windy Night"

Fear in a handful of dust - T.S. Eliot "The Waste Land I: The Burial of the Dead"

Who drives with dust and jar - William Hodgson Ellis "Horace, Odes I. i."

Bid the dusty streets adieu - William Hodgson Ellis "Maskinogewagaming"

Give my dust their funeral shade - Ralph Waldo Emerson "The River"

The dust of devious ways - George Allan England "The Finish"

My soothing words are turned to dust - Enheduana "The Exaltation of Inana" transl. by Sophus Helle

Press their lips to the dust beneath you - Enheduana "The Exaltation of Inana" transl. by Sophus Helle

Flames of dust in his hands - Louise Erdrich "Rudy Comes Back"

His virtues slumber with his dust - D.F. "Monument and Turf" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, no.725, 17 Nov. 1877]

Let his weakness die in self-reclaiming dust - "False Estimations" [The Continental Monthly v.3 no.3, March 1863]

Back into rash light, dust, and air - Karolina Fedyk "Sawa"

When all the roads are white with dust - Hannah G. Fernald "In Summer" [A Jolly Jingle Book (ed. by Laura Chandler). 1913]

Until I was but dust, buried unknown - James Elroy Flecker "The Queen's Song"

Brush over star's dust - Jennifer Elise Foerster "Canyon"

A star in the mind is dust - Jennifer Elise Foerster "Hokkolen m"

Have come back to recover the dust - Jennifer Elise Foerster "Hvmken 6"

Catacombs of dusty vintage - Jennifer Elise Foerster "Hvmken 8"

Has concealed itself in dust - Jennifer Elise Foerster "Osten VIII"

Many ways of rearranging dust - Jennifer Elise Foerster "The Painter"

Concealed ourselves in dust - Jennifer Elise Foerster "Tuccenen H"

Like dust in a salt box - Carolyn Forche "From Memory"

Dust of grains poured from their summer - Carolyn Forche "Tortugas"

Her mother's ring gilded in dust - Diamond Forde "Rememory"

Kiss the dust from my weary feet - Fanny Forrester "The Poet's Treasures" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.129-v.III, 19 June 1886]

The slow swirl of a dusty creek - Vievee Francis "Given to Rust"

Across the silvery dusts of the Sea of Tranquility - Robert Frazier "The Mutant Forests of Mars"

To win the dust of time - S. Virginia French "The 'Still Small Voice'"

The dust of snow from a hemlock tree - Robert Frost "Dust of Snow"

Gaunt and dusty grey with roaming - Robert Frost "Flower-Gathering"

The wind and dust of a thousand miles - Fu Hsuan "Woman" (translated by Arthur Waley)

So dust collects on the magical - Suzi F. Garcia "A Modified Villanelle for My Childhood (with some help from Ahmad)"

Dusty wings that crumble as they pass - Lydia Gibson "Lost Treasure"

A dusty sweetness under fictive eyes - Dana Gioia "Pardon Me, Pilgrim"

Search for secrets of the dust - Ellen Glasgow "The Hunter"

Stirring beneath the dust and embers - Camille Louise Goering "Under and Down"

Fields of corn and dandelion dust - Camille Louise Goering "Under and Down"

Of the dust reclaimed from the sand - Adam Lindsay Gordon "Gone"

Our moments shared shall crumble down to dust - Mona Gould "Some Quiet Day ... Perhaps"

The beating of moth wings and fairy dust - Lora Gray "Sometimes a Thousand Twangling Instruments"

Dust grains orbiting a pull - Leah Naomi Green "Week Twenty: Indulgences"

As welcome as the dust - Linda Gregerson "Father Mercy, Mother Tongue"

Houses Pegasus and Equules in its dusty windows - John Grey "Skywatching"

The mercy of dust and chrysanthemums - Margherita Guidacci "All Saints' Day" transl. by Ruth Feldman and Brian Swann

Lasts beyond decaying dust - Ivor Gurney "Eternal Treasure"

And add a perfume to our dust - William Habington "To Castara. The Reward of Innocent Love"

From thy garden's dust - Hafiz "The Divan II" (translated by H. Bicknell)

Has with the dust been spread - Hafiz "The Divan III" (translated by H. Bicknell)

As dust upon thy threshold - Hafiz "The Divan V" (translated by H. Bicknell)

And the red dust settles on my head - Han-Shan "[Have I a body or have I none?]" transl. by Burton Watson

Renumbered into an urn of dust - francine j. harris "eight days until your ashes turn one"

Worth whole encampments in fool's dust and deed - francine j. harris "Oregon Trail, Missouri"

A raindrop coated with dust - Jim Harrison and Ted Kooser "Braided Creek"

Throw no copper pennies in the dust - Mary Cornelia Hartshorne "Three Poems of Christmas Eve: Christ"

Sweet as the dusty roses - F.W. Harvey "On Over Bridge at Evening"

Sailing in the dusty spiral of the Milky Way - Georgia Heard "Room of Mystery"

Let not his royal dust be hid - Felicia Hemans "Alaric in Italy"

The pillar guarding noble dust - Felicia Hemans "Wallace's Invocation to Bruce"

Whirlwinds bear the dust of the plains - José María Heredia "The Hurricane" transl. by William Cullen Bryant

As dust upon the altar - Faylita Hicks "Coded Binaries"

With waves of dark light & star dust - Faylita Hicks "Letter to Black Girls"

A whirlwind dusting the windows - Conrad Hilberry "Danse Macabre"

Wind in a thin body of dust - Conrad Hilberry "The Moon Seen as a Slice of Pineapple"

Promising a crop of dust - Conrad Hilberry "Radiation"

Your name to mingle with the dust - John Northern Hilliard "Iconoclasm" [The Fly Leaf no. 3 v.1 Feb. 1896]

Who can tell you not to mourn the dust? - Brenda Hillman "Porcelain Musician in a Child's Bedroom"

If you want to mourn the dust - Brenda Hillman "Porcelain Musician in a Child's Bedroom"

Pulls us into its dusty, twilit pockets - Edward Hirsch "Fall"

Washed of the hot day's dust - J.G. Holland "Kathrina Part II: Love"

Down to man's last dust - Gerard Manley Hopkins "The Sea and the Skylark"

Worlds to dust in fragments crushing - S.S. Hornor "Stanzas" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.5, Nov. 1848]

The troubles of our proud and angry dust - A.E. Housman "Last Poems IX"

Let me mind the house of dust - A.E. Housman "A Shropshire Lad XII"

My feet upon the moonlit dust pursue the ceaseless way - A.E. Housman "A Shropshire Lad XXXVI"

This dust of thoughts be laid at last - A.E. Housman "A Shropshire Lad XLIII: The Immortal Part"

Dust's your wages, son of sorrow - A.E. Housman "A Shropshire Lad XLIV"

But men may come to worse than dust - A.E. Housman "A Shropshire Lad XLIV"

Listless dust by fortune blown - William Dean Howells "The Mulberries"

Noises that fall through the yellow dust - Hsieh Shang "Song of the Thoroughfare" transl. by Burton Watson

Sorrow with dust in her hair - Langston Hughes "Song for Billie Holiday"

Of drought and dust and stone - Aldous Huxley "Italy"

Gather the fine amber dust in the air - Luisa A. Igloria "Why appropriation is not necessarily the same as mastery"

The slight grass and the patient dust - Laura Riding Jackson "Prism"

Vibrating like a dusty contralto - Linda Susan Jackson "Nailing Things Down"

The great paragraphs of dust - Major Jackson "On Disappearing"

Move past like a pool of dust - Allison Eir Jenks "The Burial of Two Strangers"

Dusted her computer with sacred moth wings - Tamara Jerée "Warship Captain Application [Section 29.2 Saved as Draft in SAIS]"

Whose birthright is to return to dust - Amanda Jernigan "Years, Months, and Days"

An economy of dust - Amaud Jamaul Johnson "LA Police Chief Daryl Gates Dead at 83"

Shall separate the dust - Georgia Douglas Johnson "Common Dust"

Meet under cover of brush and dust - Jenny Johnson "Aria"

A change to drifting dust - Lionel Johnson "The Dark Angel"

Remembering we are dust - Annie Fellows Johnston "Through an Amber Pane"

Blowing along a dust-whipped road - Fred L. Joiner "Sikasso Snow"

From our hearse of changing dust - Joshua Henry Jones "The Universe"

Lurking in my carpet's dust - Allison Joseph "Incognito Grief: A Blues"

Echoes in the cramped, dusty room - Zilka Joseph "Once Upon a Shabbath"

Which spurn the dust in fury - Kalidasa "The Birth of the War-God: Canto Second: The Address to Brahma" transl. by Ralph T.H. Griffith

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

Sifting through the dust behind us - Holly Karapetkova "Song of the Exiles"

The dust of continents past - Helen Keller "The Song of the Stone Wall"

Our teeth are covered in dust and fog - Cam Kelley "Playing Fetch with the Grim"

Blessed by gravel and dust - Vandana Khanna "Destruction Myth part 1"

A handful of thorns, a bit of marigold dust - Vandana Khanna "The Goddess Tires of Being Holy"

In the old language of dust and mud and stars - Vandana Khanna "Reconciliation"

Snow upon the Desert's dusty Face - Omar Khayyam "The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam" transl. by Edward Fitzgerald (Fifth Edition)

Until her throat got dusty - Faye Kicknosway "I Don't Know Her"

To Dust no longer cleave - Anne Killigrew "An Ode"

Must marry my body to that dust - Henry King "The Exequy"

Each grain and atom of this dust - Henry King "Exequy on His Wife"

Musing o'er the dust of fallen Carthage - "The King of Darkness: On the Fallen Angels" [Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction v.12 no.337, Oct. 25, 1828]

In this puff of ecstatic dust - Galway Kinnell "The Waking"

Could taste him in the dust - Yusef Komunyakaa "Autobiography of My Alter Ego"

All his books & papers going to dust - Yusef Komunyakaa "Cape Coast Castle"

Memory the pigment of dust - Yusef Komunyakaa "Clouds"

Out of dust & chance - Yusef Komunyakaa "Love in the Time of War"

Plumes of disbelieving dust - Yusef Komunyakaa "The Towers"

The warm dust of those colors - Ted Kooser "A Box of Pastels"

Precisely the color of dust - Ted Kooser "Grasshoppers"

We built this city out of magic, sand, and dust - David C. Kopaska-Merkel "Long Voyage"

Without dust - Monique Laederach "Penelope"

Let the fruit taste of sweetness and dust - Danusha Laméris "U-Pick Orchards"

With the dead and ruined dust - Archibald Lampman "Alcyone"

In the dust and void of time - Archibald Lampman "An Ode to the Hills"

Measure the dust in his palm - Archibald Lampman "One Day"

Sink my spirit to the dust - Archibald Lampman "Peccavi, Domine"

And scatter dust upon my hair - Archibald Lampman "Peccavi, Domine"

But dust that the serpents eat - Andrew Lang "The Bridge of Death"

One from the dust returning to the earth - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "The Unperfected"

From its shattering and dust - Dorianne Laux "Third Rock from the Sun"

Dust on the sage-grey desert - D.H. Lawrence "The Red Wolf"

The milk of earth, the honey of dust - Ruth Lechlitner "How Many Summers"

The yellow dust that rings the knells - Eugene Lee-Hamilton "Isissimus"

Crushed to dust and damned to shame - Charles G. Leland "The Last Ditch" [The Continental Monthly v.2 no.2, March 1862]

Wrought it out of breath and dust - R.B. Lemberg "Three Principles of Strong Building"

In dust rising - Philip Levine "Clouds Above the Sea"

There has to be more than dust - Philip Levine "A Story"

The dust in his throat - Amy Levy "Epitaph"

Pacing the autumn dust - Li Ho "Song of the Sacred Strings" transl. by Burton Watson

As dust with its ashes - Li T'ai-Po "Ch'ang Kan" translated by Florence Ayscough and adapted by Amy Lowell

Let the dust rise off in waves - Annie Lighthart "Let This Day"

While my hair coils into dust - Paulin Lim "Last Wish of Tithonus"

Lost and already prepared for dust - Ada Limon "The New World of Beauty"

An ignoble heap of broken, dusty glass - Amy Lowell "A Fairy Tale"

Out of the cloud of settling dust - Amy Lowell "The Fool Errant"

Some bottle deep in cobwebbed dust - James Russell Lowell "Fitz Adam's Story"

With dust of saints and scholars - James Russell Lowell "To Holmes"

Cyclones of ecstatic dust and ashes - Mina Loy "Lunar Baedeker"

Fall back in dust upon my soul - George MacDonald "Within and Without"

In forgetfulness and dust - Amice MacDonell "Culloden Moor"

The prey of dusty years - Isabel Ecclestone Mackay "The Lost Name"

Until my lagging heart is dust - Isabel Ecclestone Mackay "When as a Lad"

Grey with the roadside dust - Dorothea Mackellar "Pilgrim Song"

Into my atmosphere of breath and frozen dust - Toby MacNutt "Perihelion"

Sweep me up with the dust on the floor - Toby MacNutt "When You Read this Debris"

Double eyelids for the desert dust - Nisa Malli "Autologous Transplant"

As Wisdom trod in Reason's dusty way - A.G. Marius "Wisdom and Fancy" transl. by William Hodgson Ellis

Through hours that whirl to dust - Jeannette Marks "Bubbles"

How shall a tinker mend a pinch of dust - Jeannette Marks "Everywhere"

And the dust upon our hair was gold - Jeannette Marks "The Railroad Station"

The blurred horizon with its dust of other feet - Jeannette Marks "Too Late"

The mused soul that dwells in dust - Don Marquis "Chant of the Changing Hours"

Dust be the ultimate goal - Don Marquis "The God-Maker, Man"

Standing in the dust of saloons and public squares - José Martí "Love in the City" transl. by Esther Allen

In the street, standing in the dust - José Martí "Love in the City" (translated by Esther Allen)

Shook the dust of utter doubt - George Martin "The Hawk and the Sparrow"

Nor knock at dusty doors to find - John Masefield "C.L.M."

Has many a hundred times been dust - John Masefield "A Creed"

To tramp the dusty roads alone - John Masefield "In Memory of A.P.R."

Knocked at many a dusty door - John Masefield "Lollingdon Downs"

To bring the violets out of Caesar's dust - John Masefield "Lollingdon Downs"

The conqueror's prize is dust - John Masefield "Pompey the Great"

Clasp to itself our kindred dust - Edgar Lee Masters "The Landscape"

On which the dust of custom rides - Edgar Lee Masters "Victor Rafolski on Art"

The wobbly pirouette between song & dust - Adrian Matejka "Soave Sia Il Vento"

Only dust and the hum of the interstate - Khaled Mattawa "Before"

In robes of woven diamond dust - Theodore Maynard "At Woodchester"

Granite towers that crumble into dust - Theodore Maynard "England"

Until the sun collapses behind all the dust - John McCarthy "County Fair"

My reflection in dusty windows - John McCarthy "Mud on the Carpet"

Watching silence rising from the dust - John McCarthy "Silence Rising, Dust Rising"

Fallen wire taken by the dust - Campbell McGrath "The Prose Poem"

Dust descending in the glaring white gap - Medbh McGuckian "Painting by Moonlight"

Turn to dust on the steps we climbed to get here - Maureen N. McLane "Populating Heaven"

Smites the dust of the worlds to flame - Louis J. McQuilland "Ballade of Fight"

Flame out of the trodden dust - Louis J. McQuilland "The King's Bride"

The dust stirs on the rafters - Mei Yao-ch'en "At Night, Hearing Someone Singing in the House Next Door" transl. by Burton Watson

For the natural, wild world, for dust - Lynette Mejía "Abandon"

Water, earth all kinds of dust & dirt - Jesús Papoleto Meléndez "In a Grain of Sand"

A seed of Stars, the dust of Suns & Moons - Jesús Papoleto Meléndez "In a Grain of Sand"

Rocks & dust & outer smoke in outer space - Jesús Papoleto Meléndez "In a Grain of Sand"

In the light from dust to night - Celeste Guzman Mendoza "Man Praying--Encroachment"

A sensitive abhorring dust - George Meredith "Earth and Man"

And cast the old world off as dust - George Meredith "Lines to a Friend Visiting America"

Trample appetite to dust - George Meredith "The Three Singers to Young Blood"

Beat my soul into the highway dust - Charlotte Mew "Madeleine in Church"

A handful of forgotten dust - Charlotte Mew "Madeleine in Church"

Now that your sons are dust - Alice Meynell "A Father of Women"

Shall find a splendour in that dust - Alice Meynell "The Two Questions"

Stepping-stones of dust - Edna St Vincent Millay "The Blue-Flag in the Bog"

With the dust upon her eyes - Edna St Vincent Millay "Epitaph"

Between the dust's grey fingers - Edna St. Vincent Millay "Interim"

Flinging yellow clay on dust - Edna St Vincent Millay "The Poet and His Book"

Over these chance dust and ashes - Edna St Vincent Millay "The Poet and His Book"

Under centuries of fine dead dust of roses - Edna St. Vincent Millay sonnet VI from Second April

Even to the ultimate sifting dust - Edna St. Vincent Millay sonnet IX from Second April

No dust upon the wayside thorn - Thomas Miller "Summer Morning"

Bleeding in the dust of rank despairs - Christopher Morley "After Hearing German Music"

Forwarding them past dust - Jennifer Moxley "The Imprint"

Our love past dust - Jennifer Moxley "The Imprint"

Clouds of dust and darkness - Mu Hua "Rhyme-Prose on the Sea" transl. by Burton Watson

whose knee is a threshold of dust - Tajudeen Muadh "In a Goverment Class, I Discuss My Home"

Our backs pressed into chalky dust - T. Emmett Mueller "Purified on the Only Visible Moon"

Begins the adulthood of dust - Simone Muench "Wolf Centos"

Brushed the dust off of my sorrows - Ghojimuhemmed Muhemmed "I Opened My Door" transl. by Joshua L. Freeman

Searching the dust of days - Henri Murger "Musette" transl. by Andrew Lang

A frail and dusty heap of regret - John Murillo "Dolores, Maybe"

Through the swirling dust of our youth - Walter Dean Myers "John Reese, 70, Ballplayer, Janitor"

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

Under seven blankets of dust - Pablo Neruda "Autumn Testament" transl. by Alastair Reid

I almost dreamed in the dust - Pablo Neruda "Getaway" transl. by Alastair Reid

Serpents of fire, men of dust - Pablo Neruda "Mexican Serenade" transl. by Alastair Reid

A cloud of dust on the crossroads - Pablo Neruda "San Martin (1810)" transl. by Jack Schmitt

Sisters like the fallen dust - Pablo Neruda "Song to the Mothers of Dead Loyalists" translated by Angel Flores

As in a coffer burned to dust - Pablo Neruda "Tupac Amaru (1781)" transl. by Jack Schmitt

A road of dust and bewilderment - Pablo Neruda "The Unburied Woman of Paita" transl. by Maria Jacketti

Choose the still universe of dust - Pablo Neruda "The Unburied Woman of Paita" transl. by Maria Jacketti

And only dust lay in the cup - E. Nesbit "Second Nature"

The Fathers are in dust - John Henry Newman "Relics of Saints"

Minted dust of stars - Effie Lee Newsome "Peacock Feather"

Dust cries to the unregarding dust - Robert Nichols "A Faun's Holiday"

And never lead to summer's dust - Meredith Nicholson "A Prince's Treasure"

Enfolding but the cold, unspeaking dust - Meredith Nicholson "Ruin"

The oldest dust of it is sweetest - Alice Notley "At Night the States"

A grain of dust among the stars - Alfred Noyes "Darwin I: Chance and Design"

In every cloud of wind-blown dust - Alfred Noyes "Darwin V: The Vera Causa"

Who tread the dusty road to Nowhere - Alfred Noyes "Leonardo da Vinci I: Hills and Sea"

Has mailed them dust - Naomi Shihab Nye "Abandoned Post Office, Big Bend"

Uncovering the same sweet dust - Naomi Shihab Nye "Biography of an Armenian Schoolgirl"

Rivers of dust through a window - Naomi Shihab Nye "In the Public Schools"

Thick with honeysuckle and dust - Jennifer O'Grady "Moths"

Three thousand years have turned to dust - Thomas O'Hagan "Achilles' Tomb"

this crypt dust settling my bones - Porsha Olayiwola "The Electric Slide is Not a Dance, Man!"

The music of dust and gravel - Mary Oliver "From the Book of Time"

Delicate uplifts of dust-colored skin - Mary Oliver "Look Again"

And dust to dust expunge it - James Oppenheim "We Dead"

That smote the pillar of your wrongs in the dust - "Oration on Charles Sumner, Addressed to Colored People"

with dust and ribs required - Jacqueline Osherow "Inspiration Point, Bryce Canyon, Utah"

dust carried by solar wind - Jena Osman "Mercury Rising (A Visualization)"

Shook off the dust of Rome - John Oxenham "Quo Vadis?"

Do not lie dwindling in the dust - Pao Chao "Rhyme-Prose on the Desolate City" transl. by Burton Watson

Golden with the dust of wings - Dorothy Parker "Hearthside"

All a crumbled dust beneath the feet - Josephine Preston Peabody "Canticle of the Babe"

Weave me from all lovely dust - Josephine Preston Peabody "The Feaster"

Imperial hostage of the dust - Josephine Preston Peabody "The Foundling"

The unshapen dust of earth without a face - Josephine Preston Peabody "The Foundling"

With their belts of colored dust - Kiki Petrosino "Ghosts"

As if weightless as dust - Carl Phillips "The Grass not Being Flesh, nor Flesh the Grass"

Crumble to dust in its arms - Patrick Phillips "The Guitar"

Souls born of dust's despair - Marjorie L.C. Pickthall "Mary Shepherdess"

Contagions of dust - Robert Pinsky "The Dig"

Silver dust of a hard freeze - Emily Pittinos "A Cloud of Drench Bearing Down"

Don't go into the realm of red dust - Po Chu'i "Better Come Drink Wine with Me" transl. by Burton Watson

Red dust coats the mirror's green bronze - Po Chu'i "Feelings Wakened by a Mirror" transl. by Burton Watson

Dust on the window ledge - Cherise Pollard "Nodes of Growth"

A heap of dust alone remains - Alexander Pope "Elegy to the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady"

The dusty, care-strewn paths of life - Alexander Posey "My Hermitage"

Dusted with air of high June - Andrea Potos "Crocheting in December"

Shadows, dust, and cobwebs all around - Miriam Clark Potter "Rain-on-the-Roof"

Hearts up from the dust - Ezra Pound "Near Perigord"

Through Time's circling dust - E.J. Pratt "Evening"

That buried hope with dust - E.J. Pratt "A Fragment from a Story"

Dust around the season's tombs - E.J. Pratt "A Fragment from a Story"

Dust gathers in my mouth - E.J. Pratt "A Fragment from a Story"

While the other dusts off the morning star - Minnie Bruce Pratt "Red String"

Her tea tastes more like dust every day - Tim Pratt "Ammut in Her Later Years"

Distant stars and heaving clouds of dust - Tim Pratt "A Bestiary: Poor Bahamut"

The dust of future years - Adelaide Anne Proctor "Verse: My Will"

Kissing the dust of the Holy Land - Adelaide Anne Proctor "Verse: Rest"

In sacred strains my soul survives my dust - Alexander Pushkin "A Monument" transl. by John Pollen

Only dust departs and remains at once - Yousif M. Qasmiyeh "The bomb shelter"

They walk on a thread of dust or water - Yousif M. Qasmiyeh "Time"

From dusty borders and crushed wheat - Yousif M. Qasmiyeh "Time"

Awake to see with the eyes of dust - Yousif M. Qasmiyeh "With a third eye, I see the catastrophe"

Cannot divine from dust - Khadijah Queen "Route"

Scraped from dust to crown our bruises - Noel Quiñones "Orange"

The deadly layer of choking dust - Marguerite Radclyffe-Hall "Finis"

Float like blossoms of dust - Charles Rafferty "The Problem with Wanting Something"

Their owners who also disintegrate to dust - Jacie Ragan "The Secret Lives of Fingerprints"

Into dust compelled - Theodore H. Rand "Oblivion"

How to analyze cosmic dust - Jessy Randall "Cassini's Mini-Packets Home"

Dragging pentacles in the dust - Wendy Rathbone "Grief"

If life could then depart in its contempt of dust - Thomas Buchanan Read "A Night Thought" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.4, Oct. 1848]

Their urgent dust and disquisitions - Roger Reeves "Beneath the Perseids"

The work of our hearts is dust - Charles Reznikoff "Meditations on the Fall and Winter Holidays"

The wind that has shaken off its dust - Lola Ridge "Altitude"

Between them and the floating dust - Lola Ridge "Firehead part VI: The Merchant of Babylon 1: Before Dawn"

Not disintegrate to final dust - Lola Ridge "Firehead part VI: The Merchant of Babylon 1: Before Dawn"

With dust of long oblivions - Lola Ridge "The Ghetto"

Your lives like dust in your hands - Lola Ridge "Reveille"

No bright leaven arise from the beloved dust - Lola Ridge "Unburnt Offering"

Come into my tossing dust - Lola Ridge "Wind Rising in the Alleys"

Scattering the peace of old dust - Lola Ridge "Wind Rising in the Alleys"

Desired my dust to be mingled with yours - Rihaku "The River Merchant's Wife: a Letter" transl. by Ezra Pound

To grow stars, start with moon dust - Julia Rios "On Where to Find Strange Horizons, and How to Get There"

In your quickening dust - Charles G.D. Roberts "O Earth, Sufficing All Our Needs"

Dust of stars beyond the bars - Lloyd Roberts "The Kill"

With three years' dust above the mellow wine - Rennell Rodd "At Lanuvium"

The dust of a world forgotten lay under the barren ground - Rennell Rodd "At Tiber Mouth"

With midnight dust - Luis J. Rodriguez "Words"

His dust is fire and seed - Isaac Rosenberg "Unicorn"

And trail your Egotism in the dust - Helen Rowland "The Rubáiyát of a Bachelor"

Fill our lap with dust and stones - Rumi "Aspiration" transl. by R.A. Nicholson

Dusty photographs of faces like ghosts - Nicky Russell "The World Is a Curio"

Be humble like the dust - Saadi "In Connection with Humility" transl. by Mirza Aqil-Husain

Unloved in the hourglass of dust - Nelly Sachs [Untitled] transl. by Ruth and Matthew Mead

Clocks that dribble dust on sundials - David Salisbury "On Mars"

Nothing but waiting and watching the dust fall - David Salisbury "On Mars"

Searches far sometimes into the red dust - Carl Sandburg "The Answer"

Ready for the dust and fire and wind - Carl Sandburg "Aztec Mask"

In dusk and dust and dreams - Carl Sandburg "Bringers"

Under the smoke, dust all over his mouth - Carl Sandburg "Chicago"

Here is dust remembers it was a rose - Carl Sandburg "Dust"

Fought in the dust for a song - Carl Sandburg "Hits and Runs"

On a six-foot stage of dust - Carl Sandburg "Old Osawatomie"

With a dust gagging the heart - Carl Sandburg "They All Want to Play Hamlet"

Handle dust going to a long country - Carl Sandburg "To Certain Journeymen"

Dust and a bitter wind - Carl Sandburg "The Windy City"

Of nights when stars were falling dust - Krishnakumar Sankaran "This Poem Is a Dead Zone"

Buried in the dust of thrones - Dorothy L. Sayers "Pygmalion"

Ashes that sang and dust that shone with thought - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"

The dust of dynasties upon my lips - Ann K. Schwader "Eating Mummy"

Bright dust of a hundred worlds on your feet - Ann K. Schwader "Of Ithaca & Ice"

Pristine as dust upon his chalice - Ann K. Schwader "Yhoundeh Fades"

Scudding by like a swirl of dust - "Selections from the 'Nineteen Old Poems of the Han'" transl. by Burton Watson

To his country's blood-stained dust - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

Light in the dust lies dead - Shelley "When the Lamp Is Shattered"

Deep in the dust let all such pass away - The Shepherd of Sharondale "The Infant's Burial" (The Knickerbocker v.23:5, May 1844)

And the streets their dust resume - Francis Sherman "A Prelude"

And blossom in their dust - James Shirley "The Same"

Gorged with the dust of thrones - Clark Ashton Smith "The Chimaera"

One with dust and wind - Clark Ashton Smith "A Fragment"

Shaking the riper trees to dust - Clark Ashton Smith "The Hashish-Eater; or, The Apocalypse of Evil"

The corroded moon a dust upon the gulfs - Clark Ashton Smith "Medusa"

To guide their dust of destiny - Clark Ashton Smith "Nero"

Confusion as of dust with sparks - Clark Ashton Smith "Nirvana"

The fire and dust of perished sphere - Clark Ashton Smith "The Orchid"

Yield rose-dust and ivy-leaf - Clark Ashton Smith "Sepulture"

Patched with prayer and dust - Patricia Smith "Now He's an Etching"

Dawn tangled with my dust - Patricia Smith "Only Everything I Own"

Those fields where the dust is sweet - Marin Sorescu "To the Sea" transl. by Michael Hamburger

Overgrowne with dust and old decay - Edmund Spenser "The House of Richesse"

Scatter on endless dust roads - Elizabeth Spires "Moment Vanishing"

Count dust specks, mote by mote - A.E. Stallings "Fairy-tale Logic"

The ambered afternoon slanting through motes of dust - A.E. Stallings "Prelude"

dust and how even its perniciousness echoes - Dior J. Stephens "a letter to charlie parker"

Mounds of immortal dust - George Sterling "Altars of Victory"

With her dust upon the twilight winds - George Sterling "The Evanescent City"

And the dust as the stars that conceive - George Sterling "The Forty-Third Chapter of Job"

The dust is troubled for a season - George Sterling "The Forty-Third Chapter of Job"

That gave her heart to dust - George Sterling "A Legend of the Dove"

In realms now formless in the dust - George Sterling "A Morning Hymn"

This audacious vision of the dust - George Sterling "The Moth of Time"

Weaves a coverlet of dust - George Sterling "Old Anchors"

Peace to the dust of the conquerors - George Sterling "The Pathfinders"

Standing on the dust of kings - George Sterling "Romance"

Of harps reborn from legend's dust - George Sterling "Sonnets on the Sea's Voice"

As dust that gathered to a rose - George Sterling "Tasso to Leonora"

From the dark a dust of fire - George Sterling "The Testimony of the Suns"

Awake no winds but bear her dust - George Sterling "The Tides of Change"

Made equal in the dust - George Sterling "A Wine of Wizardry"

Passing from mirage to final dust - George Sterling "The Wiser Prophet"

On custom's rust and Beauty's dust - George Sterling "The Yellow Rose"

To all that dust - Wallace Stevens "Le Monocle de Mon Oncle"

Across the field where yarrow was and now is dust - Susan Stewart "Let me tell you about my marvelous god"

Left my dusty self upon the sand - M. Letitia Stockett "Sleep"

Raised a cloud of dusty gold - R.H. Stoddard "Rome"

That would trample truth down in the dust - Arthur Stringer "The Children"

Dust and ruin and emptiness left behind - Arthur Stringer "Prescience"

Out of their dust they will call to us yet - Arthur Stringer "Some Day, O Seeker of Dreams"

The little Dust blown from their bitter mouths - Muriel Stuart "Andromeda Unfettered"

Danced it to dust and drugged it with the rose - Muriel Stuart "Mrs. Effingham's Swan Song"

Comes with herald clouds of dust - "Superior Nonsense Verses"

The dust from his chariot wheels - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 189: Lordly Encounters-- and Others" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Sifting the dust of road - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 210: The Poet's Petition and Praise" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

Dust of the labouring earth - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Creation of Man"

Dust and laurels and gold and sand - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"

A clockwork of collision and dust - Sonya Taaffe "The Gambler"

Sketched storm-static and the dust of masks - Sonya Taaffe "Muse"

Fell into the Web of the World's dust - T'ao Ch'ien [untitled] (translated by Arthur Waley)

Fell in the snares of dust - Tao Qian (translated by Stephen Owen) "Returning to Dwell in Gardens and Fields I"

Unsoiled by worldly dust - Tao Qian (translated by James Hightower) "Returning to the Farm to Dwell I"

Caught in that dusty snare - Tao Yuan-ming aka T'ao Ch'ien "Returning to My Home in the Country, No.1" transl. by Burton Watson

Rid myself of dusty thoughts - Tao Yuan-ming aka T'ao Ch'ien "Returning to My Home in the Country, No.2" transl. by Burton Watson

While the dust, exulting, marches forth - Bayard Taylor "Earth-Life" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIV no.2, Feb. 1849]

On the days made of fire and dust - Shveta Thakrar "A Love in Twelve Feathers"

Out of reach of the road's dust - Edward Thomas "Two Houses"

To blossom from my dust - Francis Thompson "To My Godchild--Francis M. W. M."

That dust to dust conveyed - Thomas Tickell "To the Earl of Warwick, on the Death of Addison"

Dust turned to waves in the desert - TC Tolbert "This Is What You Are"

Dwindled to bone and dust - Kristen Tracy "Fable Revisited"

Glutted with gold and dust and empty state - Iris Tree "[And afterwards, when honour has made good]"

Still wrangled for a crown that lay amid the dust - Iris Tree "Holy Russia"

Shall lift my martyred spirit from the dust - Iris Tree "[I dread the beauty of approaching spring]"

That her dust is our garment - Iris Tree "[I know what happiness is]"

Dust upon the huddled corn - Iris Tree "[Like flocks of tired birds]"

The dust heap where our memories lie - Iris Tree "Streets"

Those that carry bags of dust - Iris Tree "The Undertone of the Volga Boat Song"

Amid the dust of vanished lives - Iris Tree "Zeppelins: 3 A. M."

The men of dust hear bugles, breaking - Herbert Trench "I Heard a Soldier"

Dust that dances in the light with all other dust - Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer "Belonging"

These voices of dust - Brian Turner "Phantom Noise"

Only the tracks on the dusty ground - Nancy Byrd Turner "A Puzzling Thing" [A Jolly Jingle Book (ed. by Laura Chandler). 1913]

Burps up the summer's burnt dust - Peter Twal "This Sunday in Ordinary Time"

Dust darkens the keys of the piano - Chase Twichell "Inland"

The driest dust must turn - Louis Untermeyer "In the Berkshire Hills"

From their dull prison in the dust - Louis Untermeyer "Roast Leviathan"

Dust collected in orbs - John Updike "Half Moon, Small Cloud"

Unfathomable trafficking of dust - John Updike "One Tough Keratosis"

When we've run ourselves into the dust - Edward van de Vendel "Tree Sports"

The walls are dead with dust - Mark Van Doren "In Time of Drouth"

Beauty through dusty glass - Derek Walcott "The Villa Restaurant"

The dust of Hell lies round our feet - Jo Walton "Hades and Persephone"

Dry air dusty and spinning with flies - Lucy A.E. Ward "Haystacks"

Skirt hems dirtied with a dying sun's dust - Lucy A.E. Ward "Reunion"

The street's dead dust and factory's frown - William Watson "The Glimpse"

Sweep the dust of aeons in our eyes - William Watson "History"

Beneath here in the dust - Charles Weekes "Poppies"

The dust of time is stirred - John Hall Wheelock "Night Has Its Fear"

A schoolhouse filled with dust - Fran Wilde "The Ghost Tide Chantey: Low"

Covering dry, irrelevant dust - C. K. Williams "Gravel"

Fling ourselves round with dust lilies - William Carlos Williams "Ballet"

The burning dust from his wheels - William Carlos Williams "The Death of Franco of Cologne: His Prophecy of Beethoven"

Even become dust - William Carlos Williams "K. McB."

The dust of ten thousand dirt years - William Carlos Williams "March"

Tense air enjoying the dusty fight - William Carlos Williams "The Wanderer"

Spare specks of dust - Allan Wolf "Shooting Stars: Perseid Meteor Shower"

In their possession only dust - Adolf Wolff "Misers"

Bits of dream fluff and heart dust - Janet S. Wong "Breath"

Give back the precious dust - Miss H.J. Woodman "The Maiden's Burial"

A clear path beyond the dust - Charles Wright "Chinoiserie VI"

Sweet yeast for the yellow dust - Charles Wright "With Horace, Sitting on the Platform, Waiting for the Robert E. Lee"

Shakes me free of its blue dust - Jay Wright "The Healing Improvisation of Hair"

The dusty labyrinth of stars - Jay Wright "Six on Six on Six: The Dilemma of the Raised Sixth"

Rub a little dust upon your eyes - Elinor Wylie "The Crooked Stick"

Crumble away into quicksilver dust - Elinor Wylie "The Fairy Goldsmith"

The wind scatters tears upon dust - Elinor Wylie "Fire and Sleet and Candlelight"

Scatters tears upon dust - Elinor Wylie "Fire and Sleet and Candlelight"

Going, we share the very same dust - Yang Fang "The Joy of Union" transl. by Burton Watson

You will enter into the dust - Khoja Ahmed Yasawi "Hikmet (2)" transl. by Aziz Isa Elkun and Rachel Harris

Leading to the valleys of dust - John Yau "Overnight"

Descends into the loveless dust - W.B. Yeats "From the 'Antigone'"

Whose blown dust throttles the hot air - Francis Brett Young "The
Pavement"

The whirling dust of their dancing - Francis Brett Young "Thamar (To Thamar Karsavina)"

In the dust unlearning - Matthew Zapruder "Water Street"

Turned to dust in my eye - Veronica Zondek "cold fire 15" transl. by Katherine Silver


Ivory floors scattered over with diamond-dust - Mary Eleanor Wilkins Freeman "A Castle in Spain"


One handful of dream-dust - Langston Hughes "Dream Dust"

Budgets of dream-dust - Edwin Markham "The Wharf of Dreams"


Marks the dust bath of a jackrabbit - Lucy Griffith "Attention"

Dust-born, dustward led - Lionel Johnson "A Cornish Night"

The vision of dust-borne darkness - S. R. Compton "On the K-T Boundary"

No dustbowl wind can lift this history of loss - Kimberly Blaeser "Apprentice to Justice"

A dust devil gathering wind - Tyree Daye "The Death of Jimmy as the Dog He Always Was"

A sudden dust devil spirals in - Timothy Donnelly "The Night Ship"

From dust-heaps garnered - Zinaida Gippius "[I seek for rhythmic whisperings]" transl. by Babette Deutsch and Avrahm Yarmolinsky

The porch dust-still, vine-wreathed - Walter de la Mare "The Unfinished Dream"

Our earth bent dustward forsworn to decay - Stephen Oliver "Zionism"

Mote/Dustmote.


The gold-dusted curtains of the air - Ruben Dario "Autumnal" transl. by Thomas Walsh and Salomon de la Selva


The lava-dusted bottom of a cup - Lola Ridge "Firehead part IV: The Stone 1: The Magdalene"

With marble-dust and vitriol - "Bogus Champagne" [The Continental Monthly March 1862]

Pockets pregnant with moondust in dimebags - Mike Allen "Freebasing the Moon"


Sawdust.


Stardust.


Stone-dust on his tongue - Lola Ridge "Firehead part V: Peter 2: The Vision of the Church"

From the sun-dust born and starry spray - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"


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