Potential Titles: Red

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A red star above the deep - A.L.O.E. "The Beacon"

A red rose just before it's dipped in liquid nitrogen - Duane Ackerson "Operation Macbeth"

From the ashes of red spider lilies - Jeff William Acosta "Call Out My Name"

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

And birth fields of wild red milkweed - Liz Adair "Dragon in the E.R."

The mind's red line - Stephanie Adams-Santos "from Xibalba [Outside the water sings]"

A red river the sun must ford - Carl Adamshick "Our flag"

Thick with red steam and basil - Sandra Alcosser "Cry"

Bread, wind and red tomatoes - Daisy Aldan "Women at Windows"

Held the saturnalia of Red Death - Thomas Bailey Aldrich "The Last Caesar"

Tenderness under the blown red wing - Meena Alexander "Darling Coffee"

Green jacket, red cap, and white owl's feather - William Allingham "The Fairies"

Marks the reddened feet of the Followers of Lot - Nada Almosa "Queer Arab Dictionary"

Earth's reddest vintage of blood - "The Angels of War" [The Continental Monthly v.5 no.2, Feb. 1864]

Covered with lichens red and gray - Auguste Angellier "The Old Bridge" transl. by Henry van Dyke

Around our wrists one long, red string - Diannely Antigua "Blessing the Baby"

To bear the red rose company - Anonymous ballad "Babylon"

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

The red shafts quench their rage - Benjamin West Ball "MDCCCXLVIII-IX"

Dim his red nocturnal torch - Benjamin West Ball "Morning"

Wrists twined with a red thread of electricity - Mary Jo Bang "The Ana of Bliss"

Where Sisyphus opened his red leather diary - Mary Jo Bang "I Could Have Been Better"

A veil on red music - Mary Jo Bang "Let's Say Yes: 3. The Nerve Fibers"

Put to shame the white rose and the red - Maurice Baring "Vita Nuova"

Red feud and ravage of saber tooth and claw - William Francis Barnard "The Hymn of Labor"

The stir of something red - Elizabeth Bartlett "Afternoon of a Journey"

The earth bled till the moon shone red - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Barren Fig Tree"

red as a ripe warm plum - Elizabeth Bartlett "time is a palette"

red for something velvet deep - Elizabeth Bartlett "time is a palette"

a vivid red each time - Elizabeth Bartlett "time is a palette"

less temperamental than red - Elizabeth Bartlett "time is a palette"

trees with roots of red - Elizabeth Bartlett "whatever else may be"

In glass beneath my seals of red - Charles Baudelaire "The Soul of Wine" transl. not credited

Throw the red flag down - Jan Beatty "Drag"

Thousands of footprints stamped in the red sand - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Forlorn Campaign"

Never gave consent to those red days of massacre - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Banquet"

The thick red sorrow of sunsets - Paul Bernstein "After Hours"

Red claws to clutch and gills to gasp - Leah Bobet "Full Fathom Five"

With cunning promises of red - Maxwell Bodenheim "The Incurable Mystic Answers Western Ambitions"

Their shamefaced grays and reds - Maxwell Bodenheim "North Clark Street, Chicago"

A red cloth over your etched face - Maxwell Bodenheim "Pastels"

Soldier wrapped in linen and thick red noise - Bruce Boston & Marge Simon "Ajax Redux"

Amid his red and reeling priests - William Lisle Bowles "Banwell Hill: Part Second"

Burning in the sun's red fire - Thomas Boyd "Love on the Mountain"

This red sound of wolves coming - William Brewer "Relapse Psalm"

My black anger made red - Jericho Brown "A Young Man"

A red and tender radiance - Elizabeth Barrett Browning "A Vision of Poets"

In His red anger seize thee - Jeremiah Joseph Callanan "Dirge of O'Sullivan Bear"

Dyed with the red wounds of fear - Jeremiah Joseph Callanan "Dirge of O'Sullivan Bear"

Our paper house sat on the banks of the red river - Nicole Callihan "Fable"

Crumbled in one red crucible - W. Wilfred Campbell "The Last Prayer"

In Passion's red arrayed - Ethna Carbery "Mea Culpa"

Across the red vapours descending - Giosue Carducci "On a Saint Peter's Eve" transl. by Frank Sewall

Showers red rain on the shining way - Edward Carpenter "In a Canoe"

The red wound wailing in the air - Ken Chen "Fingernails"

Red hells and golden heavens - G.K. Chesterton "The Ballad of the White Horse: Book III. The Harp of Alfred"

In the red heavens of hell - G.K. Chesterton "The Ballad of the White Horse: Book IV. The Woman in the Forest"

When William Carlos' red wheelbarrow transforms - G. O. Clark "American Poetry 101 Mashup" [William Carlos Williams]

My angel with one red eye - CR Colby "The Last Punk Rock Band in the Zombie Apocalypse"

The red candles of garden brambles - Hilda Conkling "Poems"

Fled from the red destroyer - James H. Cousins "Schakhe"

Through the red rains rising - Eleanor Rogers Cox "Death of Cuchulain"

And all of the front rank red - Nathalia Crane "The Roll of the Roses"

Listed red as ruin - Nathalia Crane "The Vestal"

To let a red sword of virtue plunge into my heart - Stephen Crane "The Black Riders"

Many red devils ran from my heart - Stephen Crane "The Black Riders"

Keep one red tower in sight - Arthur Shearly Cripps "Essex"

Which we wrung from the the red jaws of hell - Crosscut, 16th Battalion, AIF "How I Won the V.C." [The Anzac Book: Written and Illustrated in Gallipoli by the Men of Anzac, 1916]

Red wells too deep to bring up tears - Jennifer Crow "Mathematics"

Baskets of bright berries and red marmalade - Cynthia Cruz "Hotel Berlin"

Flaunt a red flower in the face of time - Countee Cullen "To You Who Read My Book"

And the red seed of the red vervain - H.D. "Simaetha"

Sing to me out of my red fuchsia tree - Charles Dalmon "O What if the Fowler"

The bitter-sweet red lees again - T.A. Daly "To a Thrush"

A prayer book tinted with red sorrow - Jim Daniels "Last Picked"

The stain of rich red wine - Eugene A. Davidson "The Swift and Sharp-tongued Flame of Death"

Red tide strangling Florida's shore - Teri Ellen Cross Davis "Migraines have their say"

The maple's loom is red - Emily Dickinson "Book 2: Nature XLVII: Summer's Obsequies"

Red sunbeam athwart the withered leaf - Ignatius L. Donnelly "The Forest Fountain" [Graham's Magazine v.XL no.4, April 1852]

Melts the red light of the sun - Ignatius L. Donnelly "The Forest Fountain" [Graham's Magazine v.XL no.4, April 1852]

The bergamot's red blossom leans the stilly stream across - Ignatius L. Donnelly "The Forest Fountain" [Graham's Magazine v.XL no.4, April 1852]

That reddened all the hours - Jeanne d'Orge "Memories"

Emperor of this red domain - Edward Dowden "La Revelation par le Desert"

That red flower of memory - Edward Dowden "Memorials of Travel VIII: On the Pier of Boulogne"

Red as first love's heart - Carol Ann Duffy "The Woman Who Shopped"

The Red Sea of mine own passion - Helen Parry Eden "A Prayer for St Innocent's Day"

A road of red clover opens - JJJJJerome Ellis "Before Stuttering"

Lands of lapis and red carnelian - Enheduana "The Hymn to Inana" transl. by Sophus Helle

Red river surge of time - Heid E. Erdich "Blood Chimera"

Red blood of hunger - Heid E. Erdich "Vial"

Red against the north wind - Heid E. Erdich "Wilsah kote: The Burnt Wood People"

Sealed my red heart's inmost core - Anthony Euwer "The Sequoia Gigantia"

Red ivy iron fire and the brick blossoms florid - Eve L. Ewing "I come from the fire city"

The red sun eats the bungalows - Eve L. Ewing "I come from the fire city"

lights pinning red over white snow - Charles Coleman Finlay "Accidental Series"

Robed in red and sea-lilies - James Elroy Flecker "The Dying Patriot"

And paints the shadows green and red - James Elroy Flecker "The Gates of Damascus"

Cutting its pathway slow and red and deep - James Elroy Flecker "The Golden Journey to Samarkand"

The children of thunder, red smoke and shells - Jennifer Elise Foerster "Tuccenen A"

For the hour of the red battle-harvest - Gilbert Frankau "A Song of the Guns"

The red altars of a crumbling world - S. Virginia French "The 'Still Small Voice'"

With many red and golden fluttering things - Zona Gale "Ballade of Old Perfumes"

All the red of east and west - Zona Gale "A Meeting"

Yawning red and wide - Zona Gale "Violin"

One day when blades are red - Theodosia Garrison "The Victor"

Orange, and red, all fringed with golden light - Ilsien Nathalie Gaylord "The Fairies' Ball"

Redder and redder burns the rose - Rosa Gilbert "Song [The silent bird is hid in the boughs]"

As strontium red and shot silver explode - Ian Goh "Firework"

The red sparks in my heart - Rigoberto Gonzalez "The Bordercrosser's Pillowbook"

Reddening Phoebus lifts his golden fire - Thomas Gray "On the Death of Richard West"

The round red sun is the door - Kate Greenaway "Which Is the Way to Somewhere Town?"

The red tides of thanksgiving - Louise Imogen Guiney "The Caliph and the Beggar"

With the red might of centuries - Louise Imogen Guiney "The Wooing Pine"

And the red lightnings threaten - Fitz-Greene Halleck "Twilight"

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

When reddest flowers are black - Thomas Hardy "The Garden Seat"

Red and blue flowers in the wheat - Sadakichi Hartmann "My Rubaiyat XXXIV"

Through golden temples, portals red - Sadakichi Hartmann "My Rubaiyat XL"

March toward battles red - Sadakichi Hartmann "My Rubaiyat XLIV"

Reds magnificent with death - William Ernest Henley "Hawthorn and Lavender: Praeludium"

Sent me three red carnations - Nazim Hikmet "Thing I Didn't Know I Loved" transl. by Randy Blasing and Mutlu Konuk

Red's arid shadow on the other side - Brenda Hillman "A Short Rhyme for Amiri Baraka"

Red earth and a hawthorne hedge - Florence Hoatson "Summer Picture"

And he is crowned with the red, red gold - "Holger Danske and Stout Didrik" transl. by E.M. Smith-Dampier

Red poppies grown with corn - Thomas Hood "Ruth"

Roses red as an angry dawn - Aldous Huxley "Variations on a Theme of LaForgue"

And laughed against the red - "In Hebrid Seas"

Red Republicans settling with sin - "Intervention" [The Continental Monthly v.2 no.3, Sept. 1862]

The partridge red with blood of the hawk - Muhammad Iqbal "The Secrets of the Self"

A sheaf of red cloth soaked in rain - John James "Scarecrow"

Red towers on the slopes of snow - Robinson Jeffers "Contrast"

Red ash of the dark solstice - Robinson Jeffers "Salmon-Fishing"

Energy in the earth's arteries beating red - Robinson Jeffers "The Truce and the Peace"

Red with the death of Achilles - Charles Jensen "Complaint of Achilles' Heel"

The air is a red drum - Amaud Jamaul Johnson "Other Women's Children"

From a vision red with war - Fenton Johnson "The New Day"

Red shall the cornfields ripen - Lionel Johnson "Enthusiasts"

With autumn grows on red ripe apples - Lionel Johnson "Gwynedd"

Over the red corn grounds - Lionel Johnson "Hill and Vale"

Red wreckage of the rose - Lionel Johnson "In England"

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

Fruits redden to their dawn - Lionel Johnson "In England"

Red Wind of blight and blood - Lionel Johnson "The Red Wind"

Red Wind of burning death - Lionel Johnson "The Red Wind"

Red is a secret in the trees - Taylor Johnson "Art Movie"

Red is at the end of black - Saeed Jones "Boy Found Inside a Wolf"

Red rose petals scattered everywhere - Zilka Joseph "Eliyahoo Hanabi"

Heiress of red embers - Bettina Judd "Not My Ancestors"

The red eyes of a friend you cursed - Mary Karr "All This and More"

When the red flags fly in London - Roz Kaveney "Twelve Steampunk Sonnets: Conspiracy Theory"

The red bird inside my chest - Donika Kelly "Red Bird"

The red brick canvas holding us both - Candice M. Kelsey "Ave, Verum Corpus"

With a needle of long red flint - D.H. Lawrence "He-Goat"

On the shadow's dark red rim - D.H. Lawrence "The Red Wolf"

Fretted with burning stones, and trellised with red gold - Emma Lazarus "Fog"

The red, dark year is dead - Emma Lazarus "The New Year"

With glowing spokes of red - Richard Le Gallienne "Sunset in the City"

War's red and lurid planet - Eugene Lee-Hamilton "An Ode of the Tuscan Shore"

A red pavilion beyond the rain - Li Shang-yin "Spring Rain" transl. by Burton Watson

The sun a red wheel - Li T'ai-Po "The Battle to the South of the City" translated by Florence Ayscough and adapted by Amy Lowell

Red eyes burning back in the mirror - Gary Copeland Lilley "Alpha Zulu"

With a red and royal intoxication - Vachel Lindsay "The Firemen's Ball"

Of red birds and constellations tucked behind clouds - P. H. Low "Ode"

Red like the wine of your heart - Amy Lowell "Crowned"

Like red wine and honey - Amy Lowell "A Decade"

A dim red glare through mud bespattered glass - Amy Lowell "J--K Huysmans"

With a rose's red heart's tide - James Russell Lowell "The Singing Leaves"

Where the bayonets gleam and the red tides flow - Anne C. Lynch "The Battle of Life" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.5, Nov. 1848]

As she culls the blood red rose - E.M. "Part II. The Garden of Sleep"

Wove in red for every deed - Alice C. MacDonell "The Weaving of the Tartan"

a river borne red from the rock - Jennifer Mace "Morphology"

Red lightning through my blood - James Clarence Mangan "Dark Rosaleen"

Has neither rose nor red nor gold - Jeannette Marks "Calendar"

Scarved with red symbols of pride - Don Marquis "Early Autumn"

Drink deep of the red mirth - Don Marquis "This Is Another Day"

Purple bramble reddening into blaze - John Masefield "King Cole"

With the strong red wine of His mirth - John Masefield "Laugh and Be Merry"

Red knowledge of a window flung wide - John Masefield "Lollingdon Downs"

The red, lurid wreckage of the sunset - John Masefield "On Eastnor Knoll"

Red herds of sullen cattle drifting - John Masefield "The River"

Like banners of royal red - Theodore Maynard "The Boaster"

Where the lakes of Hell burn red - Theodore Maynard "Gratitude"

A boundless wall of red - John McCrae "The Unconquered Dead"

Red dance of my opened fist - Jeffrey McDaniel "Jonathan"

The thorn of our red love - Arch Alfred McKillen "Lone Cello"

Blurred as in red mirror moons - Cecilia Meireles "The Dead Horse" transl. by James Merrill

Their red and golden physique of sly heat - Joanne Merriam "First Contact"

Red carnations burning in the sun - Charlotte Mew "Madeleine in Church"

The ghosts of reddened swords - Charlotte Mew "The Quiet House"

Red is the strangest pain to bear - Charlotte Mew "The Quiet House"

Red needles marking air with rust - Claire Millikin "Dress Like a Girl"

Gathering red fibers in a squashed hell - Tyler Mills "ectopic"

That blue that never bled to red - Matthew Minicucci "Nostalgia"

Slips red thread around its spool - Janice Mirikitani "For a Daughter Who Leaves"

And the storm's red rack in the sky is burning - Harriet Monroe "Hope"

A shrine of cloudy fire flamed redly awful - Robert Montgomery "Vision of Heaven" [Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction v.12 no.337, Oct. 25, 1828]

A red noise of bones - Simone Muench "Wolf Centos"

Two red shadows falling - Simone Muench "Wolf Centos"

In red mirror moons - Simone Muench "Wolf Centos"

Red with redundance of blood - "My Dark Rosaleen" transl. by James Clarence Mangan

For the liberating will of red flags - Pablo Neruda "Come with Me" transl. by Teresa Anderson

The red resume of hazel trees - Pablo Neruda "The Frontier (1904)" transl. by Jack Schmitt

Burning rain over the red earth - Pablo Neruda "Mexican Serenade" transl. by Alastair Reid

Punctuated by red flowers like burns - Pablo Neruda "Winter Garden" transl. by William O'Daly

Dragons flying in a red light - Mari Ness "Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Dragon"

War's red rose sprang blooming - "New-England's Advance" [The Continental Monthly v.1 no.6, June 1862]

Through the red sea of the carnage - "New-England's Advance" [The Continental Monthly v.1 no.6, June 1862]

Unanswered red garnet - Hoa Nguyen "Overseas Vietnamese"

Dashing the red gourd of light - Hoa Nguyen "She Leads with Flower Wands"

Into the Terror's hot red tiger-mouth - Alfred Noyes "Lamarck, Lavoisier, and Ninety-Three"

Gnomes in rusty red and gold - Alfred Noyes "Linnaeus"

The long sorrow of the color red - Naomi Shihab Nye "The Small Vases from Hebron"

Like a red thirst - Mary Oliver "The Deer"

Saw the red fox asleep - Mary Oliver "Fox"

Little flowers made from red tape - Matthew Olzmann "Letter Beginning with Two Lines by Czesław Miłosz"

As the red impatiens wither and brown - January Gill O'Neil "The Blower of Leaves"

The red rose is a falcon - John Boyle O'Reilly "The White Rose"

A red rose for my helmet - John Oxenham "The Word that Was Left Unsaid"

The water that flows blue but runs red - Lily Painter "Funk (#49 song)"

To dress all in red and blood - Eva Papasoulioti "Red Rite"

A place of unimagined reds and golds - Linda Pastan "All Nights"

The creases between the red light and the green - Marisca Pichette "Are You a Good Witch"

Sweet taboo silhouetted against red temptation - Terese Mason Pierre "'Streets,' by Persephone"

Nets of red teas and spiny shoes in the dark - Terese Mason Pierre "'Streets,' by Persephone"

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

Tie a red flannel string around your waist - Minnie Bruce Pratt "Red String"

With all her makeup shades of gray and red - Jonathan Price "My Infatuation with Chaos"

Red soil to nurture escaping blessings in dryness - Yousif M. Qasmiyeh "With a third eye, I see the catastrophe"

Bloom red & pink from my back - Khadijah Queen "Something About the Way I Am Made Is Not Made"

Nor the red tear nor the reflect tower abides - Arthur Quiller-Couch "Upon Eckington Bridge, River Avon"

Made red by the comet's flare - Herbert Randall "The Derelict"

This hollow at the red pith of fire - Lola Ridge "Firehead part III: Judas 2: Madness in the Field"

As a fierce red spider on a burning thread - Lola Ridge "Jude"

Red flag waving over Spartacus - Lola Ridge "Red Flag"

The rain will rust it red - James Whitcombe Riley "Charms I: For Corns and Things"

Like a red rose rinsed with rain - James Whitcombe Riley "An Empty Glove"

Roses, too, both red and pink - James Whitcombe Riley "The Lovely Child"

Our spears have a vision of red - Theodore Roberts "The Spears of Kan-Mar"

The red glowing heat of their footsteps - Amy H. Robinson "Follow You"

Red and gold strike down the twilight dim - Rennell Rodd "In Chartres Cathedral"

And the whole red tragedy over again - Rennell Rodd "In the Coliseum"

Wearing wild red roses on her tongue - Alison Rumfitt "Romance of Possible Contrasts"

Red russet shoes that poison the feet - Lauren Russell "Descent" [selection]

Steadied on the red reserve of its bloodstream - Nnadi Samuel "On the Shores of Ninevah"

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

A red yell and a purple prayer - Carl Sandburg "Aztec Mask"

Roses rise with red rain-memories - Carl Sandburg "Follies"

Spatter a few red drops for history to remember - Carl Sandburg "I am the People, the Mob"

A few red drops for history to remember - Carl Sandburg "I Am the People, the Mob"

Heard three red words - Carl Sandburg "Threes"

And the red wrongs she has done - Carl Sandburg "Washerwoman"

A red poppy gone up to the sky - Reg Saner "The Red Poppy"

Build separate homes from red tag items - Janice Lobo Sapigao "HomeGoods"

Red noise for a blue message - Holly J. Schaeffer-Raymond "Excerpts from Sign & Grudge"

Red sumac stains on their hands - Elizabeth Schmuhl "Premonitions: #56"

Glowing all around with red roses - Fritz Schnack "One Morning" transl. by William Saphier

Speaks in hieroglyphs of red - Ann K. Schwader "Set in Whitechapel"

Omens cryptic & golden, poisoned & red - Ann K. Schwader "Wind Shift"

Welling back from the raw, red dawn of life - Robert W. Service "The Atavist"

Open to show red lipstick - Brenda Shaughnessy "Nachtraglichkeit"

With red serpent on the water - Taras Shevchenko "The Night of Taras" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

The red stain on the ceiling - Charles Simic "At the Vacancy Sign"

One of death's juggling red balls - Charles Simic "The Initiate"

The leaping of the red squirrel - May Sinclair "The Dark Night (XVIII)"

Red upon the forefront of the north - Clark Ashton Smith "Saturn"

Crossing bones scattered in the red dirt ditch - Cathy Song "Waialua"

A red eye at the telescope's far tapering - A.E. Stallings "Eurydice's Footnote"

Those last red relics of departing light - George Sterling "An Altar of the West"

Altars of the buried sun made red - George Sterling "Duandon"

Red and gold of sunset wines - George Sterling "The Pathway"

Catches tigers in red weather - Wallace Stevens "Disillusionment of Ten O'Clock"

The brown at the bottom of red - Wallace Stevens "The Green Plant"

The red torch of the day - Alfred B. Street "The Bell Owl"

Pirated the redness of the sun - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 84: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley

The red moons wane to white - Algernon Charles Swinburne "August"

Shadows of candles flickering red - Arthur Sze "Python Skin"

Beyond white drill and red ink - Sonya Taaffe "Amitruq Nekyia"

Replicant echoes in red earth and Tesla coils - Sonya Taaffe "The Chymical Marriage"

Coveting the drenched red peonies - Iris Tree "Moods III"

Danced in a red smoke of dreams - Iris Tree "[Slowly the pale feet of morning]"

Our red ambitions burn - Iris Tree "[What have I to do with them]"

Red with the promise of fortune - Natasha Trethewey "Native Guard"

For a brave, red wave of sound - Louis Untermeyer "In a Strange City"

Rode red hordes of anger - Louis Untermeyer "Sunday"

The red of the unseen blaze - Gustavo Alberto Garcia Vaca "Had Been There"

At every seam red gold shone through - "Valdemar and Tove (A)" transl. by E.M. Smith-Dampier

A brand new hot red myth cycle - Catherynne M. Valente "Mouse Koan"

A mirror-creature in a red dress - Catherynne M. Valente "Mouse Koan"

True amid the red instant - Emily van Kley "Premises"

Fields of flax and of osiers red - Emile Verhaeren "Les Villages Illusoires: The Rope-Maker" transl. by Alma Strettell

Red is only black remembering - Ocean Vuong "Daily Bread"

Whittled down to a single red trip wire - Ocean Vuong "Someday I'll Love Ocean Vuong"

The sulphurous clouds of war dyed red in lurid light - E. A. Warriner "Battle of the Wilderness" [The Continental Monthly v.6 no.2, August 1864]

That redder rain on bloody Marston Moor - "The Watchword" [The Continental Monthly v.1 no.2, Feb. 1862]

Whiter than silk and redder than thread - Jessica P. Wick "How Wizards Duel"

For blood and wine are red - Oscar Wilde "The Ballad of Reading Gaol"

Under a cloud of red, stolen feathers - Jameka Williams "Self-Care is a Psy-Op"

Red cradle of the night - William Carlos Williams "Portent"

Before the red star strikes again - Humbert Wolfe "Shylock Reasons with Mr. Chesterton"

Cornucopias which spill fruits red and purple - Elinor Wylie "Wild Peaches"

Half the world in one red bonfire - Francis Brett Young "Slender Themes"

With the red insurgence of the vine - Francis Brett Young "To Lydia Lopokova: Her Variety"

Losing the red thread - Matthew Zapruder "Luna My Captive"

Who breathe under the red ash - Veronica Zondek "cold fire 4" transl. by Katherine Silver


Blood-Red.


Advertise a propensity for dark-red - Crystal Sidell "The Truth About Doppelgangers"

Some flame-red salamander pirouetting - Iris Tree "[I met an Indian underneath a tree]"

Stands alone in its iron-red power - Judy Patterson Wenzel "Uluru"

The leaf-red fire warmed no one's hands - Ellen Kushner "Gwydion's Loss of Llew"

And all the rivers run poison-red - Edith Wharton "The Tryst"

raw-red from offering white flags - Elliott Dunstan "Inherited Battlefield"

Before they made the red carpet shine - Ishmael Reed "Skin Tight"

Weighed down with many a red-cheeked little Cain - Leonora Speyer "The Story as I Understand It"

Hurl in space a red-eyed star - James H. Cousins "The Blind Father"

The red-foamed riot of delirious strife - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "The Torch"

Under old, red-fruited yews - Lionel Johnson "Laleham"

Red-glazed candles of petition - Audre Lorde "The Night-Blooming Jasmine"

a burglar caught red-handed - Valzhyna Mort "crossword"

Better grasp the red-hot steel, than touch another's gold - A.L.O.E. "Ragged Boy's Hymn"

Fingers of red-hot steel - Robert Haven Schauffler "The White Comrade"

Teetering on red-lacquered stems - John Gould Fletcher "Green Symphony"

An angel lit by a red-light district - Shannan Mann "In Hell"

Red-mouthed storms behind them - George Martin "Montreal Carnival Sports"

Burnt to red-purple in the cup - H.D. "Prisoners"

Jagged as a red-rose thorn - Nikki Grimes "On Bully Patrol"

Behind the rich silence of red-running sunsets - Harindranath Chattopadhyaya "Imagery"

A bridge redshifts toward oblivion - Ann K. Schwader "Spiral Scream"

Little flowers made from red tape - Matthew Olzmann "Letter Beginning with Two Lines by Czesław Miłosz"

A rust-red share in an empty furrow - Algernon Swinburne "Sorrow"

The savage eyes salt-reddened - John Masefield "The Watch Below"


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