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somethingdarkerBlossoming into a head full of seeds - Rasha Abdulhadi "Lanternseed"
A tote bag full of ceramic souvenirs - Helene Achanzar "The only poem I can write"
The sun imagines herself to have the moon's full attention - Duane and Cathy Ackerson "Moon Mirror"
Lived this long with a heart full of holes - Mary Alexander Agner "Crane Husband"
The full choir of water, air, and earth - Mark Akenside "The Pleasures of Imagination, Book the Third"
Crammed full of phone calls and supershriek demands - Mike Allen "How I Will Outwit the Time Thieves"
Suitcases full of spices and cassettes - Hala Alyan "The Female of the Species"
A town full of busy bobolinks - Amber aka Martha Everts Holden "A Little Goldenhead"
The wind's breath is full of salt from the sea - Betsy Aoki "A crowd of yakubyō gami (pestilence yōkai)"
An open door full of light - Julie Babcock "Driving at Midnight"
Full of diamonds and cold triangles - Julie Babcock "The Moundbuilders Country Club"
Till in full worth it breaks at last - Thomas Bailey "Ireton"
Flagons full of cool Lethean spray - Benjamin West Ball "Invocation"
Full many a martyred spirit dwells - Benjamin West Ball "Monody of the Countess of Nettlestede"
Facing a sea full of glowworms - Mary Jo Bang "Poem"
My inner clown is full of hope - Catherine Barnett "O Esperanza!"
A continent full of moons - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Mistake"
Treetops full of rain - Basho transl. by David Young
Candles lighted at full noon - Charles Baudelaire "The Living Flame" transl. not credited
The sky is full of stumbling ghosts - Jan Beatty "I'll Write the Girl"
Fretful and full of fire - Henry Kirby Benner "Ballads of the Campaign in Mexico no.III: Monterey"
My head is full of this insomniac light - Emily Berry "Arlene and Esme"
A more subtly structured fullness of light - Mei-Mei Berssenbrugge "Darkness"
Under water for a full, astonishing second - George Bilgere "Swim Lessons"
Every time the moon rises full - Terry Blackhawk "Query"
Beneath a hole full of stars - Tommye Blount "The Black Umbrella"
Bought with a tin-can full of cherries - John Bosworth "A Boy Can Wear a Dress"
Wheeling, songless and full of grace - Traci Brimhall "Mouth of the Canyon"
Can lift full, heavy sorrow - Ruth Muskrat Bronson "Sonnets from the Cherokee"
While gazing on her full bright eye - Anne Bronte "The Captive Dove"
Dear singing river full of my blood - Jericho Brown "Langston Blue"
Of glory from full cups - Elizabeth Barrett Browning "A Drama of Exile"
Full of nothing but snow - Sue Budin "I-96, Winter"
A sail full of indignation - Gabrielle Calvocoressi "Homecoming Cistern Alien Vessel"
May grow to fuller knowledge - Roger Casement "The Peak of the Cameroons"
The cup is full for his day of returning - Willa Cather "Winter at Delphi"
Trembling with full love for Night - Madison J. Cawein "Accolon of Gaul"
For what is heaven but the earth grown full - Harindranath Chattopadhyaya "Beyond the Verge of Time"
And the forest is full of eyes - G.K. Chesterton "The Ballad of the White Horse: Book V. Ethandune: The First Stroke"
My island is full of maiden ghosts - Su Cho "The Old Man in White Has Given My Mother a Ripe Persimmon Again"
Nursing a heart full of jealousy and spite - "The Ch'u Tz'u: Encountering Sorrow" transl. by Burton Watson
Full many a fruitless prayer - John Clare "Patty of the Vale"
A room full of endless balloons - Tiana Clark "Particle Fever"
i am grown old and full of days - Lucille Clifton "dancer"
The air is full of tolerant embraces - Susan Comninos "Our Father, Our King"
Pillow full of dreams - Hilda Conkling "About My Dreams"
Borne full many a sorrow - Katherine Eleanor Conway "The Heaviest Cross of All"
Dark, fierce, and full of power - Mrs. Martha W. Cook "A Spirit's Reproach" [The Continental Monthly v.4 no.2, August 1863]
Drink the fulness of the tide - Susan Coolidge "Ebb-Tide"
From a full harmony unsung - Susan Coolidge "To J.H. and E.W.H."
A cup full of sea-sound - George Cronyn "Song [A cup full of star-shine]"
The house if full of whispering ghosts - Olive Custance "The Storm"
Tear the full flowers - H.D. "Orion Dead"
Your unwritten page so full of thought - Russell W. Davenport "Poems V"
Lost in the full hush of sleep - Edward L. Davison "Nocturne"
Giving you a palm full of wasps - Kwame Dawes "Purple"
On the full current of desire - Coningsby Dawson "Florence on a Certain Night"
Because the valley was full of mirrors - Tyree Daye "Controlled Burning/A Love Poem for the Hill"
A pocketbook full of bone readers - Tyree Daye "There's a Whole Lot of Love round Here"
Her speaking full of ravens' calls - Tyree Daye "'tween my gone people & me"
The valley full of the best bones - Tyree Daye "'tween my gone people & me"
Spread full the canvas to the rising gale - Luís de Camões "The Lusiad; or, The Discovery of India: Book I. Argument" transl. by William Julius Mickle
An epic full of the honest weather we made - Diana Marie Delgado "Lucky You"
Wanted to live full tilt with risk - Alison Hawthorne Deming "Human Habitat"
Full of drag queens & revolutionaries - Diane di Prima "City Lights 1961"
Full fed by surging hopes - Irving Sidney Dix "The School of Life"
The pheasant's beak full of nightshade - Chris Dombrowski "Hunting All Day beneath the Long Night Moon"
These chambers full of fury - Chris Dombrowski "Some Nights the River"
Holding a bucket full of leaf-song - Chris Dombrowski "To Carry Water"
And fountains full of lemonade spout up - Marian Douglas "King and Queens"
Whose pulses play with fullest life-blood - Edward Dowden "The Inner Life"
For roses my full store - Edward Dowden "Love-Tokens"
Fill it full of thistledown - Theodore Dreiser "The Spring Recital"
The light's full grace - Helen Parry Eden "The Distraction"
A quiver full of possibilities - Katherine Edgren "Trails: Acorn Trail"
The Boon of full Impunity - "An Elegy Written Among the Ruins of an Abbey"
With a pocket full of currants - T.S. Eliot "The Waste Land III: The Fire Sermon"
My honey-mouth is full of froth - Enheduana "The Exaltation of Inana" transl. by Sophus Helle
An eye full of sunshine - C.H.W. Esling "The Mother's Pride"
The world is full of jests like these - Jessie Redmon Fauset "La Vie C'est La Vie"
The full night's milk - Andrew Feld "Opium Poppies I"
Acid, apocalyptic, full of rats - Sophie Fink "The Dogs Don't Forgive Us"
Scandal over full wine cups - John Gould Fletcher "A Night Festival"
Big as a fist and full of daggers - Carolyn Forche "Burning the Tomato Worm"
Drinking life fully to its twisted lees - Maxwell E. Foster "Truth"
With wild black flame at full of moon - Zona Gale "Terza Rima"
Too full of bitter memories - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "The Torch"
Very strong and full of foreboding - Louise Gluck "The Setting Sun"
The breathe full of edge - Rae Gouirand "Quince Suite"
We turned and faced you full to land - Alfred Percival Graves "Herring is King"
Full of funny muddling mazes - Robert Graves "The Poet in the Nursery"
Free as the eagle and full as the tide - "Great Heart" [The Continental Monthly v.III - May, 1863 - no.V]
Half full of heaven - Kimberly Grey "Of Largeness"
The task which calls for full endeavors - Edgar A. Guest "If I Had Youth"
Full of hot surges of insurrection - Ivor Gurney "Song at Morning"
As an egg is full of meat - Frances Ellen Watkins Harper "Aunt Chloe's Politics"
Full of branches and mouths - francine j. harris "(i belong to that voice. it owns what i breathe.)"
Full of a troubled dream - Mercy Harvey "Song [Oh! who hath seen Twilight the solemn-eyed?]"
A full reward for every danger past - William Hayley "On the Fear of Death: an Epistle to a Lady 1768"
Too full for utterance - Felicia Hemans "The Death of Conradin"
The full current of serene delight - Felicia Hemans "The Domestic Affections"
Full perfection of immortal hues - Felicia Hemans "The Domestic Affections"
In victory's full resistless tide - Felicia Hemans "To the Memory of Sir H--y E--ll--s, who Fell in the Battle of Waterloo"
This full tide of joy effaced - Felicia Hemans "Wallace's Invocation to Bruce"
A smokestack full of rage and fear - Tony Hoagland "A Short History of Modern Art"
The law is full of dreams - Jackson Holbert "For Jakob"
Full hot and high the sea would boil - Oliver Wendell Holmes "The Comet"
The wide beams of thy full constellation - Oliver Wendell Holmes "Union and Liberty"
Full of winy perfume and mystical yearning - William D. Howells "Clement"
So full of ruin's solemn grace - William D. Howells (uncredited) "The Old Homestead" [The Atlantic Monthly v.07 no.40, Feb. 1861]
Set my lips to your full cup - Victor Hugo "More Strong Than Time" transl. by Andrew Lang
The sea brim full of ale - "I Saw a Peacock"
A well full of men's tears that weep - "I Saw a Peacock"
All alone and full of fancies - Sade Iverson "Ten Square Feet of Garden"
Holds emptiness as if it were full - Elizabeth Jacobson "Quantum Foam"
With your palms full of rain - Allison Eir Jenks "Different Ideas of Honor"
Full of prodigal heat - Emily Pauline Johnson "The Idlers"
Full lavish of its lustre unrepressed - Emily Pauline Johnson "The Idlers"
Like empty pitchers to a full fountain - James Weldon Johnson "Listen, Lord--A Prayer"
Dwindled like a sweater full of moths - Jenny Johnson "In the Dream"
Typing in a room full of monkeys - Nicholas Johnson "One of the Monkeys"
A stew full of murder - Nicholas Johnson "One of the Monkeys"
Your body made full with starmilk - Sara Eliza Johnson "Parable of the Unclean Spirit"
Cursing with a mouth full of iron - Saeed Jones "Postapocalyptic Heartbeat"
Eagle with claws full of thunderbolts - Zilka Joseph "Scenes from the Deck"
The pantry full of lilies - Laura Kasischke "Kitchen Song"
The squirrel's granary is full - John Keats "La Belle Dame Sans Merci"
A sleep full of sweet dreams - John Keats "Endymion, Book I [A thing of beauty is a joy for ever]"
A beaker full of the warm South - John Keats "Ode to a Nightingale"
Full of want and marrow - Donika Kelly "Love Poem: Werewolf"
In the full throat of summer - Donika Kelly "Red Bird"
Woos you with hands full of flowers - Fanny Kemble "An Apology"
So full of sin and folly - Fanny Kemble "Lines, In Answer to a Question"
Doomed to till full sore - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Thou poisonous laurel leaf, that in the soil]"
The full chorus of their midnight song - Fanny Kemble "The Wind"
With my pried-open prayers full of silt - Vandana Khanna "A world like this hates"
When roses bloom most fully - C.H.B. Kitchin "Opening Scene from 'Amphitryon'"
Pocket full of sage - Rachel Kolar "Sing a Song of Witches"
Her thorax full of strange ideas - Leah Komar "Colony Collapse Disorder"
Full of regret and sad stories - Ted Kooser "A Heart of Gold"
Their ears are full of night - Ted Kooser "The Old People"
In the full furnace of this hour - Archibald Lampman "Heat"
The biting north wind breaks full - Archibald Lampman "Sunset"
A net full of mulberries - Susan Landers "Holly Says Sobriety Is Paying Attention"
My purse was full of hope - Emily Lawless "Eighteenth Century Echoes II: The Gamblers"
With the dim light of full, healthy life - D.H. Lawrence "Bare Fig-Trees"
From the full resource of some purple dome - D.H. Lawrence "Last Hours"
Its gullet is full of pennies - Aimee Le "American Poetry/The Age of Hypocrisy, Part II"
Born with a full head of teeth - Aimee Le "Devil Woman Plus the Luckiest Guy in the World"
Full of storms and men made of seafoam - Angel Leal "A Book Is a Map, a Bed Is a Country"
The fulness of a Nobody's devotion - Henry S. Leigh "To a Certain Somebody"
A whole sandbar full of herons - Li Ch'ing-chao "[Always I recall the river arbor]" transl. by Burton Watson
A full light wind of lilac - Amy Lowell "Lilacs"
Full of frolic wild - George MacDonald "Song"
If wayward Fate withhold his full consent - Eric MacKay "Letter II. Sorrow"
What oil full of wine - Joyce Mansour "Embrace the Blade" transl. by Carol Cosman
Tradition full of flint and flaw - Edwin Markham "The Desire of Nation"
A balloon full of glass - Corey Marks "Broken Music"
Full of cups to be emptied - Jose Marti "Love in the City" (translated by Esther Allen)
Crowned to the full her proud magnificence - Myron L. Mason "Zenobia" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.4, Oct. 1848]
Eyes full of moonlight - Edgar Lee Masters "So We Grew Together"
Where heaven is poured full by the sun - Edgar Lee Masters "To-morrow Is My Birthday"
A fist full of weeds that rise yellow - Jamaal May "I Have This Way of Being"
A bed full of boxes and glass - John McCarthy "Pickup Truck"
Pockets full of closed fists - John McCarthy "Pickup Truck"
pinafore pockets full of oyster shells - Pattie McCarthy "a woman peeling apples, with a small child"
Nets to catch the full sum of our being - Brandy Nālani McDougall "Ka ‘Ōlelo"
May never hope for full release - Claude McKay "Outcast"
Making the earth full glad - George Meredith "The Day of the Daughter of Hades"
Full of iron and clotted cream - Elizabeth Metzger "Control Feast"
His arms are full of broken things - Charlotte Mew "Madeleine in Church"
But the rain is full of ghosts tonight - Edna St Vincent Millay "Eight Sonnets: V"
The banality of evil on full display - Poupeh Missaghi "Symptoms that May Be Signs of Some Things"
Some sweet mouth is full of song - Robert Montgomery "Beautiful Influences" [Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction v.12 no.337, Oct. 25, 1828]
Full of flowers and ideas - jessica Care moore "I used to be a roller coaster girl"
With hands full of snow - William Morris "The Blue Closet"
Young and full of possibilities - Fred Moten "revision, impromptu"
Restored to the fullness of solitude - Pablo Neruda "Appointment with Winter" transl. by Alastair Reid
Full of the sea's voltage in motion - Pablo Neruda "A Dog Has Died" transl. by William O'Daly
A funeral like a craw full of teeth - Pablo Neruda "Evening LIX" transl. by Stephen Tapscott
This coast full of wild stones - Pablo Neruda "Letter to Miguel Otero Silva, in Caracas (1949)" transl. by Jack Schmitt
Full of invisible messages - Pablo Neruda "Lost Letters" transl. by Alastair Reid
Full of fire and blizzards - Pablo Neruda "My Crazy Friends" transl. by Alastair Reid
Full false has played - E. Nesbit "La Derniere Robe de Soi"
Last bright relic of the moon's full gold - E. Nesbit "[The last bright relic of the moon's full gold]"
Full of leftovers and moldy lemons - Robbi Nester "Rot"
Joy's full measure knew - Meredith Nicholson "My Paddle Gleamed"
Bring full hands to Autumn - Meredith Nicholson "To the Seasons"
When your veins are full of haunting - tiana nobile "Moon Yeong Shin"
A dream full of swallows' wings - Sarah Noble-Ives "Barn-Door Inn"
Full of voices strange and sweet - Sarah Noble-Ives "Beginnings"
To pour you full of rivers - Naomi Shihab Nye "In the Public Schools"
Found your shoe full of honey - Naomi Shihab Nye "One Boy Told Me"
The scent of its own full shape - Naomi Shihab Nye "Words When We Need Them"
His throat full of song - Mary Oliver "Of Goodness"
Full breath of joy and absence - Anne-Marie Oomen and Linda Nemec Foster "Full Breath of Joy and Absence"
Full of hydras and crocodiles - Jena Osman "Dissent and the Hydra"
Paid in full to axe and flame - John Oxenham "Free Men of God"
A full blast of sunlight - Ron Padgett "A Rowboat of Happiness"
Burst full and glorious on my wondering eyes - J.G. Percival "Life: a Sonnet" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]
All colors have veins full of neon - Kiki Petrosino "Jantar Mantar"
Left a truck full of shivers - Xan Forest Phillips "War on Drugs"
The crocodile full of the flesh of his prey - Robert Pollok "The African Maid"
Full of faint light but golden - Ezra Pound "The Coming of War: Actaeon"
Cobwebs brushed aside in the full flare of grief - Ezra Pound "Near Perigord"
Full of curious mistrust - Ezra Pound "A Song of the Degrees"
A kettle full of juniper - E.J. Pratt "Overheard in a Cove"
A shiver riveted with a mouth full of pearls - Sina Queyras "Years"
Flicked a full dozen flies - Arthur Quiller-Couch "Titania"
Out of the fullness of my own reality - Ariana Reines "The Economy"
as it bursts full flame upon the earth - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"
A shadow with its eyes full - Lola Ridge "Betty"
Secret darkness full of green banners - Lola Ridge "Seed"
Full of unspent dreams - Lola Ridge "Wind Rising in the Alleys"
Full of raw torment - Arthur Rimbaud "The Seekers of Lice" transl. not credited
Racing full toward the bright horizon - Alberto Rios "Refugio's Hair"
From my full heart's supreme desires - Alice Wellington Rollins "If I Could Know, Love"
Stood full at blessed noon - Christina Rossetti "At Home"
the bathtub full of your spring weeds - C.T. Salazar "River"
Holding a suitcase full of feathers - Erika L. Sanchez "Self-Portrait 2"
Vessels full of precious liquor - George Santayana "The Bottles and the Wine"
The treacherous glens are full of imps - George Santayana "A Hermit of Carmel"
In a cage full of oxygen - Jennifer Scappettone "Syrinx Spring"
Drank full many a draught of Phlegethon's black flood - Friedrich Schiller "The Hypochondriacal Pluto"
Full often thorns upon the thread - Friedrich Schiller "To the Fates"
Of bitter and of sweet the fullest store - Clinton Scollard "A Symphony of the Sea (Gloze Royal)"
Envy the forest its full cellar of roots - Teresa J. Scollon "Mid-Life, I'm Lost"
No fuller than any mirror - Teresa J. Scollon "The Yoga Master at the Party"
Eyes full of himself - Lisa Sewell "King Lear"
Full many a glorious morning - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXXIII"
Canker blooms have full as deep a dye - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LIV"
Full with feasting on your sight - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXXV"
Full character'd with lasting memory - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXXII"
The rich chord of full darkness - Clara Shanafelt "Interlude"
Full of the dark-stooping night - Edward Shanks "A Night-Piece"
Full of beehives like boulders - Taras Shevchenko "Naimechka or The Servant" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter
The nest that long was full of rain - Dora Sigerson Shorter "A New Year"
His shoulder full of brightness - "Sickbed of Cuchulain: Summons to Cuchulain" transl. by Eleanor Hull
The one whose hands are full of sky - Joyce Sidman "Illness: A Conversation"
Eyes full of the sky's terror - Charles Simic "Winter Sunset"
A full wind filling the trees - Michael Simms "Sometimes I Wake Early"
Full of an umber twilight - Clark Ashton Smith "Remembered Light"
Like a book full of surprises - Richard Solomon "The River Through Your Eyes (For Linda)"
Full of mirth and cheese - "Sonnet Found in a Deserted Mad House"
Full of isolated sleep and dreaming - Juliana Spahr "December 2, 2002"
Full of the golden past - A.E. Stallings "Olives"
Carrying briefcases full of bats - Frank Stanford "Politicians"
Full of night's midsummer blaze - Wallace Stevens "The Man Whose Pharynx Was Bad"
The full fountain and the willow-tree - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "In the Still, Star-Lit Night"
Where Azrael reaps a full harvest - Barry Straton "Charity"
Golden and sad and full of regret - Arthur Stringer "A Summer Night"
Never to measure its full depth - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 71: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley
A pair of suns in full array - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 85: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley
Capped with a fortress full of fear - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 212: The Poet's Petition and Praise" transl. by John Stratton Hawley
Feeds his heart full of the day - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Complaint of Lisa" [inspired by Bocaccio's Decameron X.7]
Eyes full of dawning day - Algernon Swinburne "First Footsteps"
Full of blown sand and foam - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Leave Taking"
Time at fullest and all his dower - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"
Full of swarming pins - Wislawa Szymborska [Untitled] transl. by Czeslaw Milosz
The gods with mouths full of rain - Öykü Tekten "mountain language"
Too full for sound and foam - Alfred, Lord Tennyson "Crossing the Bar"
The full redundance of their golden store - T.J. Terrington "Autumn"
And truth from truth full circle run - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: XIV. The Flags"
Singe-scoured and full of disbelief - TC Tolbert "This Is What You Are"
A blanched moon full of fear - Iris Tree "Bahama Islands I"
Full of longing and confusion - David Trinidad "Ode to Dusty Springfield"
The full story that Eve took from the tree - Marina Tsvetayeva "Poem of the End" transl. by Elaine Feinstein and Angela Livingstone
Full of squabbling stars - Jonathan Chibuike Ukah "A Woman with a Stomach Full of Stars"
her clothes hamper full of Euclidean geometry - upfromsumdirt (Ron Davis) "Ogechi Hula-Hoops The Rings Of Saturns"
Full of haste and turmoil - Henry van Dyke "The Tribe of the Helpers"
The night full of black teeth - Ocean Vuong "A Little Closer to the Edge"
This belly full of blades & brutes - Ocean Vuong "Trojan"
Full of competent trees - Claire Wahmanholm "Poem with No Children in It"
Full of crystal splinters - Derek Walcott "God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen Part II"
And lungs full of words - Rosemarie Waldrop "Evening Sun"
With a patience full of sleep - Margaret Walker "The Struggle Staggers Us"
Full of looking-glass and silk - D.A.E. Wallace "The Beggar-Maiden"
Rooms full of master's Egos - Brad Walrond "Calculus I, II, III"
At my window in full bloom - Lucian B. Watkins "The Flower at My Window"
Our hearts full of questions - Afaa Michael Weaver "Midnight Air in Louisville"
Full of weapons with menacing points - Walt Whitman "Starting from Paumanox"
Full flooded on the fainting sands - Helen Hay Whitney "The Tide of the Heart"
The full sweep of certain wave summits - William Carlos Williams "Berket and the Stars"
This full, fragile head of veined lavender - William Carlos Williams "A Celebration"
The grim tyrant stalks full panoplied in power - L.A. Wilmer "To Mira" [Southern Literary Messenger v.II no.1 Dec. 1835-6]
Full his dreaming gaze - George Edward Woodberry "St. John and the Faun"
Their blood full of ashes - Charles Wright "The Children of the Plain"
Night with its full syringe - Charles Wright "Consolation and the Order of the World"
And makes the night wakeful and full of remorse - Charles Wright "Time Is a Child-Biting Dog"
Full of legend and perfect discrepancies - Jay Wright "Kumu"
My ears clams with mouths full of sand - Jake Adam York "Letter Written in Black Water and Pearl"
Always full of emptiness - Matthew Zapruder "The Pavillion of Vague Blues"
Full of nothing but laughter - Matthew Zapruder "Water Street"
Full of rented shadows - Matthew Zapruder "Water Street"
Your halo full of whirring bees - Cynthia Zarin "The Muse of History IV: At Home"
The dance of flame in full bloom - Zheng Min "Death of a Poet #9" translator not credited. Source: https://projects.zo.uni-heidelberg.de/archive2/DACHS_Leiden/poetry/MD/Zheng_Min_trans.pdf
Thought that fully ripens - Veronica Zondek "cold fire 20" transl. by Katherine Silver
Full-blown and full of birds - Julia Alvarez "What Was It That I Wanted?"
The sky a full-blown rose - Diana Marie Delgado "Songs of Escape"
Full-breathed symphony of spacious dream - Theodore H. Rand "An Inland Spruce"
Thought's full-felt commands - Elizabeth Bridges "Sonnets from Hafez & Other Verses 19"
From time's full-flowering bough - Algernon Swinburne "Change"
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Tart speech and full-ripe reason - Lewis McKenzie Turner "Quartz from the Uplands"
The surging wake of full-sailed summer - Richard Le Gallienne "Autumn"
Full-throated ecstasy of mirth - Moses ibn Ezra "Nachum: Spring Songs" transl. by Emma Lazarus
A vial half-full of harsh perfume - Mary Jo Bang "Origin of the Impulse to Speak"
Half-full of heaven's gold - Theodore H. Rand "In City Streets"
The too-full goblets of the gods - Mary Cornelia Hartshorne "The Poet"
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A tote bag full of ceramic souvenirs - Helene Achanzar "The only poem I can write"
The sun imagines herself to have the moon's full attention - Duane and Cathy Ackerson "Moon Mirror"
Lived this long with a heart full of holes - Mary Alexander Agner "Crane Husband"
The full choir of water, air, and earth - Mark Akenside "The Pleasures of Imagination, Book the Third"
Crammed full of phone calls and supershriek demands - Mike Allen "How I Will Outwit the Time Thieves"
Suitcases full of spices and cassettes - Hala Alyan "The Female of the Species"
A town full of busy bobolinks - Amber aka Martha Everts Holden "A Little Goldenhead"
The wind's breath is full of salt from the sea - Betsy Aoki "A crowd of yakubyō gami (pestilence yōkai)"
An open door full of light - Julie Babcock "Driving at Midnight"
Full of diamonds and cold triangles - Julie Babcock "The Moundbuilders Country Club"
Till in full worth it breaks at last - Thomas Bailey "Ireton"
Flagons full of cool Lethean spray - Benjamin West Ball "Invocation"
Full many a martyred spirit dwells - Benjamin West Ball "Monody of the Countess of Nettlestede"
Facing a sea full of glowworms - Mary Jo Bang "Poem"
My inner clown is full of hope - Catherine Barnett "O Esperanza!"
A continent full of moons - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Mistake"
Treetops full of rain - Basho transl. by David Young
Candles lighted at full noon - Charles Baudelaire "The Living Flame" transl. not credited
The sky is full of stumbling ghosts - Jan Beatty "I'll Write the Girl"
Fretful and full of fire - Henry Kirby Benner "Ballads of the Campaign in Mexico no.III: Monterey"
My head is full of this insomniac light - Emily Berry "Arlene and Esme"
A more subtly structured fullness of light - Mei-Mei Berssenbrugge "Darkness"
Under water for a full, astonishing second - George Bilgere "Swim Lessons"
Every time the moon rises full - Terry Blackhawk "Query"
Beneath a hole full of stars - Tommye Blount "The Black Umbrella"
Bought with a tin-can full of cherries - John Bosworth "A Boy Can Wear a Dress"
Wheeling, songless and full of grace - Traci Brimhall "Mouth of the Canyon"
Can lift full, heavy sorrow - Ruth Muskrat Bronson "Sonnets from the Cherokee"
While gazing on her full bright eye - Anne Bronte "The Captive Dove"
Dear singing river full of my blood - Jericho Brown "Langston Blue"
Of glory from full cups - Elizabeth Barrett Browning "A Drama of Exile"
Full of nothing but snow - Sue Budin "I-96, Winter"
A sail full of indignation - Gabrielle Calvocoressi "Homecoming Cistern Alien Vessel"
May grow to fuller knowledge - Roger Casement "The Peak of the Cameroons"
The cup is full for his day of returning - Willa Cather "Winter at Delphi"
Trembling with full love for Night - Madison J. Cawein "Accolon of Gaul"
For what is heaven but the earth grown full - Harindranath Chattopadhyaya "Beyond the Verge of Time"
And the forest is full of eyes - G.K. Chesterton "The Ballad of the White Horse: Book V. Ethandune: The First Stroke"
My island is full of maiden ghosts - Su Cho "The Old Man in White Has Given My Mother a Ripe Persimmon Again"
Nursing a heart full of jealousy and spite - "The Ch'u Tz'u: Encountering Sorrow" transl. by Burton Watson
Full many a fruitless prayer - John Clare "Patty of the Vale"
A room full of endless balloons - Tiana Clark "Particle Fever"
i am grown old and full of days - Lucille Clifton "dancer"
The air is full of tolerant embraces - Susan Comninos "Our Father, Our King"
Pillow full of dreams - Hilda Conkling "About My Dreams"
Borne full many a sorrow - Katherine Eleanor Conway "The Heaviest Cross of All"
Dark, fierce, and full of power - Mrs. Martha W. Cook "A Spirit's Reproach" [The Continental Monthly v.4 no.2, August 1863]
Drink the fulness of the tide - Susan Coolidge "Ebb-Tide"
From a full harmony unsung - Susan Coolidge "To J.H. and E.W.H."
A cup full of sea-sound - George Cronyn "Song [A cup full of star-shine]"
The house if full of whispering ghosts - Olive Custance "The Storm"
Tear the full flowers - H.D. "Orion Dead"
Your unwritten page so full of thought - Russell W. Davenport "Poems V"
Lost in the full hush of sleep - Edward L. Davison "Nocturne"
Giving you a palm full of wasps - Kwame Dawes "Purple"
On the full current of desire - Coningsby Dawson "Florence on a Certain Night"
Because the valley was full of mirrors - Tyree Daye "Controlled Burning/A Love Poem for the Hill"
A pocketbook full of bone readers - Tyree Daye "There's a Whole Lot of Love round Here"
Her speaking full of ravens' calls - Tyree Daye "'tween my gone people & me"
The valley full of the best bones - Tyree Daye "'tween my gone people & me"
Spread full the canvas to the rising gale - Luís de Camões "The Lusiad; or, The Discovery of India: Book I. Argument" transl. by William Julius Mickle
An epic full of the honest weather we made - Diana Marie Delgado "Lucky You"
Wanted to live full tilt with risk - Alison Hawthorne Deming "Human Habitat"
Full of drag queens & revolutionaries - Diane di Prima "City Lights 1961"
Full fed by surging hopes - Irving Sidney Dix "The School of Life"
The pheasant's beak full of nightshade - Chris Dombrowski "Hunting All Day beneath the Long Night Moon"
These chambers full of fury - Chris Dombrowski "Some Nights the River"
Holding a bucket full of leaf-song - Chris Dombrowski "To Carry Water"
And fountains full of lemonade spout up - Marian Douglas "King and Queens"
Whose pulses play with fullest life-blood - Edward Dowden "The Inner Life"
For roses my full store - Edward Dowden "Love-Tokens"
Fill it full of thistledown - Theodore Dreiser "The Spring Recital"
The light's full grace - Helen Parry Eden "The Distraction"
A quiver full of possibilities - Katherine Edgren "Trails: Acorn Trail"
The Boon of full Impunity - "An Elegy Written Among the Ruins of an Abbey"
With a pocket full of currants - T.S. Eliot "The Waste Land III: The Fire Sermon"
My honey-mouth is full of froth - Enheduana "The Exaltation of Inana" transl. by Sophus Helle
An eye full of sunshine - C.H.W. Esling "The Mother's Pride"
The world is full of jests like these - Jessie Redmon Fauset "La Vie C'est La Vie"
The full night's milk - Andrew Feld "Opium Poppies I"
Acid, apocalyptic, full of rats - Sophie Fink "The Dogs Don't Forgive Us"
Scandal over full wine cups - John Gould Fletcher "A Night Festival"
Big as a fist and full of daggers - Carolyn Forche "Burning the Tomato Worm"
Drinking life fully to its twisted lees - Maxwell E. Foster "Truth"
With wild black flame at full of moon - Zona Gale "Terza Rima"
Too full of bitter memories - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "The Torch"
Very strong and full of foreboding - Louise Gluck "The Setting Sun"
The breathe full of edge - Rae Gouirand "Quince Suite"
We turned and faced you full to land - Alfred Percival Graves "Herring is King"
Full of funny muddling mazes - Robert Graves "The Poet in the Nursery"
Free as the eagle and full as the tide - "Great Heart" [The Continental Monthly v.III - May, 1863 - no.V]
Half full of heaven - Kimberly Grey "Of Largeness"
The task which calls for full endeavors - Edgar A. Guest "If I Had Youth"
Full of hot surges of insurrection - Ivor Gurney "Song at Morning"
As an egg is full of meat - Frances Ellen Watkins Harper "Aunt Chloe's Politics"
Full of branches and mouths - francine j. harris "(i belong to that voice. it owns what i breathe.)"
Full of a troubled dream - Mercy Harvey "Song [Oh! who hath seen Twilight the solemn-eyed?]"
A full reward for every danger past - William Hayley "On the Fear of Death: an Epistle to a Lady 1768"
Too full for utterance - Felicia Hemans "The Death of Conradin"
The full current of serene delight - Felicia Hemans "The Domestic Affections"
Full perfection of immortal hues - Felicia Hemans "The Domestic Affections"
In victory's full resistless tide - Felicia Hemans "To the Memory of Sir H--y E--ll--s, who Fell in the Battle of Waterloo"
This full tide of joy effaced - Felicia Hemans "Wallace's Invocation to Bruce"
A smokestack full of rage and fear - Tony Hoagland "A Short History of Modern Art"
The law is full of dreams - Jackson Holbert "For Jakob"
Full hot and high the sea would boil - Oliver Wendell Holmes "The Comet"
The wide beams of thy full constellation - Oliver Wendell Holmes "Union and Liberty"
Full of winy perfume and mystical yearning - William D. Howells "Clement"
So full of ruin's solemn grace - William D. Howells (uncredited) "The Old Homestead" [The Atlantic Monthly v.07 no.40, Feb. 1861]
Set my lips to your full cup - Victor Hugo "More Strong Than Time" transl. by Andrew Lang
The sea brim full of ale - "I Saw a Peacock"
A well full of men's tears that weep - "I Saw a Peacock"
All alone and full of fancies - Sade Iverson "Ten Square Feet of Garden"
Holds emptiness as if it were full - Elizabeth Jacobson "Quantum Foam"
With your palms full of rain - Allison Eir Jenks "Different Ideas of Honor"
Full of prodigal heat - Emily Pauline Johnson "The Idlers"
Full lavish of its lustre unrepressed - Emily Pauline Johnson "The Idlers"
Like empty pitchers to a full fountain - James Weldon Johnson "Listen, Lord--A Prayer"
Dwindled like a sweater full of moths - Jenny Johnson "In the Dream"
Typing in a room full of monkeys - Nicholas Johnson "One of the Monkeys"
A stew full of murder - Nicholas Johnson "One of the Monkeys"
Your body made full with starmilk - Sara Eliza Johnson "Parable of the Unclean Spirit"
Cursing with a mouth full of iron - Saeed Jones "Postapocalyptic Heartbeat"
Eagle with claws full of thunderbolts - Zilka Joseph "Scenes from the Deck"
The pantry full of lilies - Laura Kasischke "Kitchen Song"
The squirrel's granary is full - John Keats "La Belle Dame Sans Merci"
A sleep full of sweet dreams - John Keats "Endymion, Book I [A thing of beauty is a joy for ever]"
A beaker full of the warm South - John Keats "Ode to a Nightingale"
Full of want and marrow - Donika Kelly "Love Poem: Werewolf"
In the full throat of summer - Donika Kelly "Red Bird"
Woos you with hands full of flowers - Fanny Kemble "An Apology"
So full of sin and folly - Fanny Kemble "Lines, In Answer to a Question"
Doomed to till full sore - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Thou poisonous laurel leaf, that in the soil]"
The full chorus of their midnight song - Fanny Kemble "The Wind"
With my pried-open prayers full of silt - Vandana Khanna "A world like this hates"
When roses bloom most fully - C.H.B. Kitchin "Opening Scene from 'Amphitryon'"
Pocket full of sage - Rachel Kolar "Sing a Song of Witches"
Her thorax full of strange ideas - Leah Komar "Colony Collapse Disorder"
Full of regret and sad stories - Ted Kooser "A Heart of Gold"
Their ears are full of night - Ted Kooser "The Old People"
In the full furnace of this hour - Archibald Lampman "Heat"
The biting north wind breaks full - Archibald Lampman "Sunset"
A net full of mulberries - Susan Landers "Holly Says Sobriety Is Paying Attention"
My purse was full of hope - Emily Lawless "Eighteenth Century Echoes II: The Gamblers"
With the dim light of full, healthy life - D.H. Lawrence "Bare Fig-Trees"
From the full resource of some purple dome - D.H. Lawrence "Last Hours"
Its gullet is full of pennies - Aimee Le "American Poetry/The Age of Hypocrisy, Part II"
Born with a full head of teeth - Aimee Le "Devil Woman Plus the Luckiest Guy in the World"
Full of storms and men made of seafoam - Angel Leal "A Book Is a Map, a Bed Is a Country"
The fulness of a Nobody's devotion - Henry S. Leigh "To a Certain Somebody"
A whole sandbar full of herons - Li Ch'ing-chao "[Always I recall the river arbor]" transl. by Burton Watson
A full light wind of lilac - Amy Lowell "Lilacs"
Full of frolic wild - George MacDonald "Song"
If wayward Fate withhold his full consent - Eric MacKay "Letter II. Sorrow"
What oil full of wine - Joyce Mansour "Embrace the Blade" transl. by Carol Cosman
Tradition full of flint and flaw - Edwin Markham "The Desire of Nation"
A balloon full of glass - Corey Marks "Broken Music"
Full of cups to be emptied - Jose Marti "Love in the City" (translated by Esther Allen)
Crowned to the full her proud magnificence - Myron L. Mason "Zenobia" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.4, Oct. 1848]
Eyes full of moonlight - Edgar Lee Masters "So We Grew Together"
Where heaven is poured full by the sun - Edgar Lee Masters "To-morrow Is My Birthday"
A fist full of weeds that rise yellow - Jamaal May "I Have This Way of Being"
A bed full of boxes and glass - John McCarthy "Pickup Truck"
Pockets full of closed fists - John McCarthy "Pickup Truck"
pinafore pockets full of oyster shells - Pattie McCarthy "a woman peeling apples, with a small child"
Nets to catch the full sum of our being - Brandy Nālani McDougall "Ka ‘Ōlelo"
May never hope for full release - Claude McKay "Outcast"
Making the earth full glad - George Meredith "The Day of the Daughter of Hades"
Full of iron and clotted cream - Elizabeth Metzger "Control Feast"
His arms are full of broken things - Charlotte Mew "Madeleine in Church"
But the rain is full of ghosts tonight - Edna St Vincent Millay "Eight Sonnets: V"
The banality of evil on full display - Poupeh Missaghi "Symptoms that May Be Signs of Some Things"
Some sweet mouth is full of song - Robert Montgomery "Beautiful Influences" [Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction v.12 no.337, Oct. 25, 1828]
Full of flowers and ideas - jessica Care moore "I used to be a roller coaster girl"
With hands full of snow - William Morris "The Blue Closet"
Young and full of possibilities - Fred Moten "revision, impromptu"
Restored to the fullness of solitude - Pablo Neruda "Appointment with Winter" transl. by Alastair Reid
Full of the sea's voltage in motion - Pablo Neruda "A Dog Has Died" transl. by William O'Daly
A funeral like a craw full of teeth - Pablo Neruda "Evening LIX" transl. by Stephen Tapscott
This coast full of wild stones - Pablo Neruda "Letter to Miguel Otero Silva, in Caracas (1949)" transl. by Jack Schmitt
Full of invisible messages - Pablo Neruda "Lost Letters" transl. by Alastair Reid
Full of fire and blizzards - Pablo Neruda "My Crazy Friends" transl. by Alastair Reid
Full false has played - E. Nesbit "La Derniere Robe de Soi"
Last bright relic of the moon's full gold - E. Nesbit "[The last bright relic of the moon's full gold]"
Full of leftovers and moldy lemons - Robbi Nester "Rot"
Joy's full measure knew - Meredith Nicholson "My Paddle Gleamed"
Bring full hands to Autumn - Meredith Nicholson "To the Seasons"
When your veins are full of haunting - tiana nobile "Moon Yeong Shin"
A dream full of swallows' wings - Sarah Noble-Ives "Barn-Door Inn"
Full of voices strange and sweet - Sarah Noble-Ives "Beginnings"
To pour you full of rivers - Naomi Shihab Nye "In the Public Schools"
Found your shoe full of honey - Naomi Shihab Nye "One Boy Told Me"
The scent of its own full shape - Naomi Shihab Nye "Words When We Need Them"
His throat full of song - Mary Oliver "Of Goodness"
Full breath of joy and absence - Anne-Marie Oomen and Linda Nemec Foster "Full Breath of Joy and Absence"
Full of hydras and crocodiles - Jena Osman "Dissent and the Hydra"
Paid in full to axe and flame - John Oxenham "Free Men of God"
A full blast of sunlight - Ron Padgett "A Rowboat of Happiness"
Burst full and glorious on my wondering eyes - J.G. Percival "Life: a Sonnet" [The Knickerbocker Feb. 1844]
All colors have veins full of neon - Kiki Petrosino "Jantar Mantar"
Left a truck full of shivers - Xan Forest Phillips "War on Drugs"
The crocodile full of the flesh of his prey - Robert Pollok "The African Maid"
Full of faint light but golden - Ezra Pound "The Coming of War: Actaeon"
Cobwebs brushed aside in the full flare of grief - Ezra Pound "Near Perigord"
Full of curious mistrust - Ezra Pound "A Song of the Degrees"
A kettle full of juniper - E.J. Pratt "Overheard in a Cove"
A shiver riveted with a mouth full of pearls - Sina Queyras "Years"
Flicked a full dozen flies - Arthur Quiller-Couch "Titania"
Out of the fullness of my own reality - Ariana Reines "The Economy"
as it bursts full flame upon the earth - Marcie R. Rendon "Dream Songs"
A shadow with its eyes full - Lola Ridge "Betty"
Secret darkness full of green banners - Lola Ridge "Seed"
Full of unspent dreams - Lola Ridge "Wind Rising in the Alleys"
Full of raw torment - Arthur Rimbaud "The Seekers of Lice" transl. not credited
Racing full toward the bright horizon - Alberto Rios "Refugio's Hair"
From my full heart's supreme desires - Alice Wellington Rollins "If I Could Know, Love"
Stood full at blessed noon - Christina Rossetti "At Home"
the bathtub full of your spring weeds - C.T. Salazar "River"
Holding a suitcase full of feathers - Erika L. Sanchez "Self-Portrait 2"
Vessels full of precious liquor - George Santayana "The Bottles and the Wine"
The treacherous glens are full of imps - George Santayana "A Hermit of Carmel"
In a cage full of oxygen - Jennifer Scappettone "Syrinx Spring"
Drank full many a draught of Phlegethon's black flood - Friedrich Schiller "The Hypochondriacal Pluto"
Full often thorns upon the thread - Friedrich Schiller "To the Fates"
Of bitter and of sweet the fullest store - Clinton Scollard "A Symphony of the Sea (Gloze Royal)"
Envy the forest its full cellar of roots - Teresa J. Scollon "Mid-Life, I'm Lost"
No fuller than any mirror - Teresa J. Scollon "The Yoga Master at the Party"
Eyes full of himself - Lisa Sewell "King Lear"
Full many a glorious morning - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XXXIII"
Canker blooms have full as deep a dye - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LIV"
Full with feasting on your sight - William Shakespeare "Sonnet LXXV"
Full character'd with lasting memory - William Shakespeare "Sonnet CXXII"
The rich chord of full darkness - Clara Shanafelt "Interlude"
Full of the dark-stooping night - Edward Shanks "A Night-Piece"
Full of beehives like boulders - Taras Shevchenko "Naimechka or The Servant" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter
The nest that long was full of rain - Dora Sigerson Shorter "A New Year"
His shoulder full of brightness - "Sickbed of Cuchulain: Summons to Cuchulain" transl. by Eleanor Hull
The one whose hands are full of sky - Joyce Sidman "Illness: A Conversation"
Eyes full of the sky's terror - Charles Simic "Winter Sunset"
A full wind filling the trees - Michael Simms "Sometimes I Wake Early"
Full of an umber twilight - Clark Ashton Smith "Remembered Light"
Like a book full of surprises - Richard Solomon "The River Through Your Eyes (For Linda)"
Full of mirth and cheese - "Sonnet Found in a Deserted Mad House"
Full of isolated sleep and dreaming - Juliana Spahr "December 2, 2002"
Full of the golden past - A.E. Stallings "Olives"
Carrying briefcases full of bats - Frank Stanford "Politicians"
Full of night's midsummer blaze - Wallace Stevens "The Man Whose Pharynx Was Bad"
The full fountain and the willow-tree - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "In the Still, Star-Lit Night"
Where Azrael reaps a full harvest - Barry Straton "Charity"
Golden and sad and full of regret - Arthur Stringer "A Summer Night"
Never to measure its full depth - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 71: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley
A pair of suns in full array - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 85: The Pangs and Politics of Love" transl. by John Stratton Hawley
Capped with a fortress full of fear - Surdas "Sur's Ocean 212: The Poet's Petition and Praise" transl. by John Stratton Hawley
Feeds his heart full of the day - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Complaint of Lisa" [inspired by Bocaccio's Decameron X.7]
Eyes full of dawning day - Algernon Swinburne "First Footsteps"
Full of blown sand and foam - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Leave Taking"
Time at fullest and all his dower - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"
Full of swarming pins - Wislawa Szymborska [Untitled] transl. by Czeslaw Milosz
The gods with mouths full of rain - Öykü Tekten "mountain language"
Too full for sound and foam - Alfred, Lord Tennyson "Crossing the Bar"
The full redundance of their golden store - T.J. Terrington "Autumn"
And truth from truth full circle run - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: XIV. The Flags"
Singe-scoured and full of disbelief - TC Tolbert "This Is What You Are"
A blanched moon full of fear - Iris Tree "Bahama Islands I"
Full of longing and confusion - David Trinidad "Ode to Dusty Springfield"
The full story that Eve took from the tree - Marina Tsvetayeva "Poem of the End" transl. by Elaine Feinstein and Angela Livingstone
Full of squabbling stars - Jonathan Chibuike Ukah "A Woman with a Stomach Full of Stars"
her clothes hamper full of Euclidean geometry - upfromsumdirt (Ron Davis) "Ogechi Hula-Hoops The Rings Of Saturns"
Full of haste and turmoil - Henry van Dyke "The Tribe of the Helpers"
The night full of black teeth - Ocean Vuong "A Little Closer to the Edge"
This belly full of blades & brutes - Ocean Vuong "Trojan"
Full of competent trees - Claire Wahmanholm "Poem with No Children in It"
Full of crystal splinters - Derek Walcott "God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen Part II"
And lungs full of words - Rosemarie Waldrop "Evening Sun"
With a patience full of sleep - Margaret Walker "The Struggle Staggers Us"
Full of looking-glass and silk - D.A.E. Wallace "The Beggar-Maiden"
Rooms full of master's Egos - Brad Walrond "Calculus I, II, III"
At my window in full bloom - Lucian B. Watkins "The Flower at My Window"
Our hearts full of questions - Afaa Michael Weaver "Midnight Air in Louisville"
Full of weapons with menacing points - Walt Whitman "Starting from Paumanox"
Full flooded on the fainting sands - Helen Hay Whitney "The Tide of the Heart"
The full sweep of certain wave summits - William Carlos Williams "Berket and the Stars"
This full, fragile head of veined lavender - William Carlos Williams "A Celebration"
The grim tyrant stalks full panoplied in power - L.A. Wilmer "To Mira" [Southern Literary Messenger v.II no.1 Dec. 1835-6]
Full his dreaming gaze - George Edward Woodberry "St. John and the Faun"
Their blood full of ashes - Charles Wright "The Children of the Plain"
Night with its full syringe - Charles Wright "Consolation and the Order of the World"
And makes the night wakeful and full of remorse - Charles Wright "Time Is a Child-Biting Dog"
Full of legend and perfect discrepancies - Jay Wright "Kumu"
My ears clams with mouths full of sand - Jake Adam York "Letter Written in Black Water and Pearl"
Always full of emptiness - Matthew Zapruder "The Pavillion of Vague Blues"
Full of nothing but laughter - Matthew Zapruder "Water Street"
Full of rented shadows - Matthew Zapruder "Water Street"
Your halo full of whirring bees - Cynthia Zarin "The Muse of History IV: At Home"
The dance of flame in full bloom - Zheng Min "Death of a Poet #9" translator not credited. Source: https://projects.zo.uni-heidelberg.de/archive2/DACHS_Leiden/poetry/MD/Zheng_Min_trans.pdf
Thought that fully ripens - Veronica Zondek "cold fire 20" transl. by Katherine Silver
Full-blown and full of birds - Julia Alvarez "What Was It That I Wanted?"
The sky a full-blown rose - Diana Marie Delgado "Songs of Escape"
Full-breathed symphony of spacious dream - Theodore H. Rand "An Inland Spruce"
Thought's full-felt commands - Elizabeth Bridges "Sonnets from Hafez & Other Verses 19"
From time's full-flowering bough - Algernon Swinburne "Change"
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Tart speech and full-ripe reason - Lewis McKenzie Turner "Quartz from the Uplands"
The surging wake of full-sailed summer - Richard Le Gallienne "Autumn"
Full-throated ecstasy of mirth - Moses ibn Ezra "Nachum: Spring Songs" transl. by Emma Lazarus
A vial half-full of harsh perfume - Mary Jo Bang "Origin of the Impulse to Speak"
Half-full of heaven's gold - Theodore H. Rand "In City Streets"
The too-full goblets of the gods - Mary Cornelia Hartshorne "The Poet"
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