Potential Titles: Awake/Awoke/Wake/Woke

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Tears of mine can never wake thee - W.E.A. "The Buried Flower" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCXCIII, July 1848, v.LXIV]

Wake up in childhood's crypt - Aria Aber "Can You Describe Your Years in Prison"

Steal your breath when you wake parched - Jessica Abughattas "Failed Poems"

Shedding rainbows in his wake - Duane Ackerson "The Blind Man"

Wakes to the moon's glassy stare - Duane Ackerson "The Vampire's Reflection"

Remembering keeps me wakeful - al-Khansa "[When night draws on, remembering keeps me wakeful]" transl. by Reynold A. Nicholson

Who once had wakened their scorn - Louisa May Alcott "Clover-Blossom"

And wakened the sleeping rose - Louisa May Alcott "Lily-Bell and Thistledown"

Grasses obeisance in the wake - Debra Allbery "Sidereal"

Bad luck drawn away like pilot fish following his wake - Mike Allen "The Journey to Kailash"

The loneliness of waking late - Julia Alvarez "What We Ask For"

A river waiting to wake - Fatimah Asghar "A Starless Sky Is A Joy Too"

With joy I view the waking shore - Astley H. Baldwin "The Well-Known Spot" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, no.733, 12 Jan. 1878]

grief wakes the nucleus of the whole atom - Lee Ballentine "The Whole Atom"

And wake likewise alone - Rachel Barenblat "Change"

Bidding each acre wake - Djuna Barnes "Pastoral"

sleep dresses itself and wakes - Elizabeth Bartlett "measured interval"

The ghosts of fish shall wake - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Poet's Dream"

I would not wake at your word - Louise Bogan "Tears in Sleep"

Splendid in triumphant waking - Vera M. Brittain "The Sisters Buried at Lemnos"

A lake of slender wakefulness - Lucie Brock-Broido "Basic Poem in a Basic Tongue"

The wakened flies were murmuring - Emily Bronte "Stars"

Wake without an alarm telling them - Jericho Brown "'N'em"

Sleeping and waking when apart not separate - Lee Ann Brown "Sustain Petal"

A deluded wakeful thrush - Witter Bynner "The New World VII"

On a path where thrushes wake - Witter Bynner "The New World VII"

Unless you find a way to wake - Scott Cairns "Adventures in New Testament Greek: Nous"

Learned to wake without exaggeration - Scott Cairns "Early Frost"

An infection of baby's breath in your wake - Nicole Callihan "Summer Elegy"

Night stirs but wakens not - A.Y. Campbell "Animula Vagula"

As morning wakened by the thrush - W. Wilfred Campbell "Out of Pompeii"

Who wake with confused murmur growing - Edward Carpenter "The Evernew"

Wakened eyes of moonlit dew - David Gillis Carter "Dusk"

Confused each time I wake - Jesus Castillo "Untitled"

To wake the weary-hearted - Willa Cather "Going Home"

A new version of waking - Tina Chang "Evolution of Danger"

Waking up somewhere else - Samantha H. Chung "Time Traveler's Haibun: 2024"

Into the living sea of waking dreams - John Clare "I Am!"

And my wakefulness rejoices - Leonard Cohen "It Is to You I Turn"

A wakeful night with stealthy tread - Hugh Conway "The Mother's Vigil" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.110-v.III, 6 Feb. 1886]

As dawn to eyes that wake - Susan Coolidge "'Of Such as I Have'"

The dreams that have no waking - George Cronyn "Tasting the Earth"

And being rudely waked from thought - Wesley Curtwright "The Close of Day" [Caroling Dusk: An Anthology of Verse by Negro Poets, ed. by Countee Cullen, 1927]

let him pass as ravens skirl in his wake - Deborah L. Davitt "Unbound" [Strange Horizons 24 Feb. 2025]

A trail of molted plumage shuddering in his wake - Armen Davoudian "The Yellow Swan"

The sky is a ceiling I wake to - Meg Day "Another Night at Sea Level"

When the March winds wake - Walter de la Mare "All That's Past"

Whose beauty dims my waking eyes - Walter de la Mare "Music"

And in the zenith silver music wake - Walter de la Mare "Nightfall"

The wind's wings waken - Leconte de Lisle "The Black Panther" (translated by W.J. Robertson)

That wakes not for our weeping - "Deirdre's Lament for the Sons of Usnach" (Translated by Sir Samuel Ferguson)

Waking the watchful ban-dog's bark - Delta "The Dark Waggon [sic]" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCXI, v.LXVII, Jan. 1850]

Waken thoughts of Being's early day - Delta "Gloaming" [Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction v.10 no.267, Aug. 4, 1827]

Reflected forms that fancies wake - Irving Sidney Dix "Starlight Lake"

That wake no more for the passing year - Mary B. Dodge "Autumn Voices" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.12, no.32, Nov. 1873]

To be worthy of this waking dream - Chris Dombrowski "October Suite"

Wake up with a second chance - Rita Dove "Dawn Revisited"

Wake to bouquets of fire - Camille T. Dungy "Daisy Cutter"

Till human voices wake us - T.S. Eliot "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock"

Waking up every morning on a different planet - Elaine Equi "Earth, You Have Returned to Me" [Poetry Dec. 2016]

The night's white wake - Jessie Redmon Fauset "Dead Fires"

Waking eternity's sleep - George Blackstone Field "Men of the Line"

Enough to wake the rain - Julie Fogliano "Spring, May 20"

Fearing to wake me by a careless breath - John Freeman "The Chair"

And wakes its rainbow ribbons - Zona Gale "Exercise in Spenserians"

Fear of waking up as Gregor Samsa - Xander Gershberg "Codename Beast: A Sestina"

I'll barely have the strength to wake - Gloria Gervitz "Migrations" [excerpt] transl. by Mark Schafer

Waking up to Goddesses - Nikita Gill "The Book"

In Euripides' great wake they are swept up - Patricia Goedicke "The Reading Club"

Leaving a path of dark water in her wake - Theodora Goss "Seven Shoes"

Know us by our scattered wake - Linda Gregerson "A History Play"

Portion out their wakefulness - Linda Gregerson "Make-Falcon"

Wake up with my heart - Paul Guest "Post-Factual Love Poem"

In the wake of a disintegrating season - Margherita Guidacci "All Saints' Day" transl. by Ruth Feldman and Brian Swann

With waking sense adored - Louise Imogen Guiney "The Light of the House"

An old, old waking - Hazel Hall "The Circle"

Waking to wish existence timeless - Thomas Hardy "And There Was a Great Calm"

In the cold stars' wake - Reginald Harris "Song [My heart was blithe at morning]"

Youth's buoyant spirit wakes for me - Felicia Hemans "The Abencerrage Canto I"

Wake their echoes to a thousand songs - Felicia Hemans "The Abencerrage Canto III"

Wakes to behold the void within - Felicia Hemans "The Abencerrage Canto III"

To wake with tenfold strength - Felicia Hemans "The Abencerrage Canto III"

The Troubadour's wild song is waking - Felicia Hemans "The Troubadour and Richard Coeur de Lion"

Making a great noise to wake a dead god - Liz Henry "The Eclipse"

Wake to my name called from nowhere - Krysten Hill "Nothing"

Though whirlwinds waked the blast - "Hope" [The Knickerbocker v.10, no.6, December 1837]

When the trump shall wake the sleeping - S.S. Hornor "Stanzas" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.5, Nov. 1848]

Wake not for the world-heard thunder - A.E. Housman "Last Poems XXIX"

The storm clouds in your waking eyes - Langston Hughes "Africa"

And the merry horn wakes up the morn - "The Hunt Is Up"

That wake from piercing ecstasies - Aldous Huxley "Revelation"

Waken relief from despair - Douglas Hyde "My Grief on the Sea"

To waken and weep at the dawn - John Imlah "Farewell to Scotland"

And leave a blaze of fireworks in your wake - Wallace Irwin "An Inside Con to Refined Guys"

The astral Turrets where the Patient wake - Wallace Irwin "The Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám Jr."

The wakes carry memories of battles - Major Jackson "Double View of the Adirondacks as Reflected Over Lake Champlain from Waterfront Park"

Waking at nightfall like the other monsters - Mark Jarman "Dispatches from Devereux Slough"

All memory of other motion swept back in your wake - Mark Jarman "Dispatches from Devereux Slough"

Wakened rains and clouds - Robinson Jeffers "The First Grass"

In the wake of those echoes the heart calls home - Georgia Douglas Johnson "The Heart of a Woman" [Caroling Dusk: An Anthology of Verse by Negro Poets, ed. by Countee Cullen, 1927]

And wakens to no conjuring of orisons or tears - Georgia Douglas Johnson "Recessional" [Caroling Dusk: An Anthology of Verse by Negro Poets, ed. by Countee Cullen, 1927]

Nature's violent graces waken - Lionel Johnson "Gwynedd"

Wake at the bidding of the air - Lionel Johnson "Oracles"

Wake to a diminished world - A.M. Juster "A Midsummer Night's Hangover"

Drown the wakeful anguish of the soul - John Keats "Ode on Melancholy"

From hours of weary waking - Fanny Kemble "Lines for Music [Good night! from music's softest spell]"

And wake poor sobbing Echo - Fanny Kemble "Sonnet [Oft let me wander hand in hand with Thought]"

Wakes with its joyous sound the soul of mirth - Fanny Kemble "To --- [When the glad sun looks smiling from the sky]"

No spell to waken sense - Fanny Kemble "To a Picture"

When the darkness wakes them - Keetje Kuipers "The Rats"

Wake to hear the engines of the night thrumming - Stanley Kunitz "The Abduction"

Morning wakes its household noises - J.I.L. "The Old Home" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, no.746, 13 April 1878]

Still wakeful flame of mind - Archibald Lampman "Vivia Perpetua"

Hear the trumpets waken - Archibald Lampman "War"

Whom these wakeful eyes may weep - Walter Savage Landor "Rose Aylmer"

Wakening those silenced voices - Emily Lawless "Afterword"

Where entangled ripples wake - Emily Lawless "The Inalienable Heritage"

Wake and be free - DH Lawrence "Autumn Sunshine"

That swims in the warm wake of the tumult - D.H. Lawrence "Dreams Old and Nascent"

Wakening amid the silent ruins of Zion - Emma Lazarus "By the Waters of Babylon"

The surging wake of full-sailed summer - Richard Le Gallienne "Autumn"

Waking up with seeds in my hands - Angel Leal "A Book Is a Map, a Bed Is a Country"

Crowds of evil fancies wake - Eugene Lee-Hamilton "Apollo and Marsyas"

Then wakes Prometheus - Eugene Lee-Hamilton "Promethean Fancies I"

And wake to thousands in the morning - Eliza Lucy Leonard "The Miller and His Golden Dream"

So simple not to wake - Amy Levy "In the Nower"

Conscience from her slumber wakes - "The Life and Death of Tom Careless"

All my being's silent harmonies wake trembling - Amy Lowell "Dreams"

Waked all the echoes of the soul - James Russell Lowell "Credidimus Jovem Regnare"

The morn not waking till she sings - John Lyly "The Spring"

Waking in strange rooms - Thomas Lynch "The Exhibitionist"

Ever renewed till waking cease - Thomas MacDonagh "Litany of Beauty"

The waking moments have forbidden - Ronald Campbell Macfie "Dreams"

We wake and forget - Anthony Madrid "Mixed-Up Moon"

Wakened and shaken and broken - Don Marquis "New York"

In dream and in waking - Shara McCallum "No Ruined Stone"

The wakeful watch of envy and desire - Arch Alfred McKillen "Sailor Boy"

Which wake the modest crocus - Gustav Melby "The Lost Chimes"

To waken laughter from cold stones - George Meredith "The Appeasement of Demeter"

Wake a swarm to sudden storm - George Meredith "Outer and Inner"

Have wakened in a wind of messages - W.S. Merwin "Night Above the Avenue"

And the wren wakes into singing - M.S. Merwin "Old Walls"

And wake the world with battle shot - Joaquin Miller "Anglo-Saxon Alliance"

In the vibrant wake of utterance - N. Scott Momaday "Before an Old Painting of the Crucifixion"

Trained our ears to wake and comprehend - Saretta Morgan "Consequences upon Arrival"

and the landlady did not wake - Soonest Nathaniel "Why?"

Wakeful night in its slow flight - Francis Neilson "Fortune, You Have Naught I Need"

The day waking from sleep like a ghost - Pablo Neruda "The Egoist" transl. by William O'Daly

Waking from the dreams of the forest - Pablo Neruda "Morning VI" transl. by Mark Eisner

Wake with haunted features - Hoa Nguyen "Heartlessness"

Till even flushed Silenus wakes - Robert Nichols "A Faun's Holiday"

Across the sea on your silver wake - Sarah Noble-Ives "The Moon"

Have no dreams of wakefulness - Alice Notley "At Night the States"

The violet wakes in March - Alfred Noyes "Darwin III: The Testimony of the Rocks"

Shall waken thee weeping - Edward J. O'Brien "Song"

in the wake of over 900 explosions - Jena Osman "Mercury Rising (A Visualization)"

Waking dead stars to new birth - Herbert E. Palmer "The New Beginning"

Wake and watch while others sleep - Coventry Patmore "The Shadow of Night"

Nightmare shot with waking pangs - Josephine Preston Peabody "The Singing Man"

With Fancy gale wake the music of a sigh - Percie "Lines [Ask me not with simple grace]" [Chambers' Edinburgh Journal, no.436, 8 May 1852]

In cruelty's measureless wake - Carl Phillips "Like the Sweet Wet Earth Itself"

In the wake of transgression - Carl Phillips "Radiance versus Ordinary Light"

Waking with scalpels arrayed on my chest - Patrick Phillips "Having a Fight With You"

The fire's wake dressed in ash - Xan Forest Phillips "Classification and Dissection"

The fog-horn's warning tone wake echoes from the cliffs - Laura Ann Young Pinney "Within the Golden Gate"

Miracles, sublime or tender, will wake no joy in me - Margaret J. Preston "Nocturne" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.22, Aug. 1878]

No match for the waking flame - Khadijah Queen "Declination"

The sun comes back to wake you - Marguerite Radclyffe-Hall "Rustic Courting XVII: Casend Hill"

Allowing laughter to wake again - Tatiana Figueroa Ramirez "Perfumes"

While sister sprites wake laughter - Theodore H. Rand "The Crystal Spring"

Watched in their vanishing wake - Theodore H. Rand "The Dragonfly"

In wake of mellow harvest - Theodore Rand "Song-Waves"

Dragged a load of stars along our wake - Lola Ridge "Firehead part II: John: He walks at dawn in a wood without Jerusalem"

My heart alone wakes - Rainer Maria Rilke "Evening" transl. by Jessie Lemont

Lest the soul should wake - Alice Wellington Rollins "Longing"

Kiss and wake the waters - Isaac Rosenberg "Don Juan's Song"

Their songs wake singing echoes - Christina Rossetti "Autumn"

In the Light is our sleeping and waking - Kamini Roy "In the Light" transl. by Lilian M. Whitehouse

Icy & bitter fragrance in the wake - David St. John "Iris"

Where waking eyes may follow - Robert Alden Sanborn "To a Child Falling Asleep"

Open when you wake - Carl Sandburg "Eyes"

To challenge the waking skies - Margaret E. Sangster "At Dawn: I. The Caveman"

Akin to the waking world - Margaret E. Sangster "At Dawn: I. The Caveman"

Borne in the wake of the wraith - Clinton Scollard "The Mist Barque"

And fresher thunders wake the war - Sir Walter Scott "The Field of Waterloo"

Follows in the wake of change - "Selections from the 'Nineteen Old Poems of the Han'" transl. by Burton Watson

And wakes the gossip in the trees - Evalyn Callahan Shaw "October"

Imperial light wakes love to life - "She Sits Alone" [The Continental Monthly v.1 no.2, Feb. 1862]

Wakened into echoes sweet - Percy Bysshe Shelley "The Daemon of the World"

And waked to music all their fountains - Shelley "The Invitation, to Jane"

Than any wakened eyes behold - Shelley "The Question"

And alien wakes traverse the sea - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: III. The Landsman"

Wakes and quivers with the strength of newborn rivers - Francis Sherman "A Canadian Calendar: XII. March Wind"

Let all the flowers wake to life - Fannie Isabelle Sherrick "Easter"

Wake up and catch the melody - Fannie Isabelle Sherrick "Easter"

That wakes me in the darkness - Dora Sigerson Shorter "The Fair Little Maiden"

Love always wakes the dragon - Richard Siken "Litany in Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out"

The wild strain that night-winds wake from reeds - W. Gilmore Simms "Heads of the Poets II: Shakspeare" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]

The chirp of foxes will wake us in the morning - Andrew Sinclair "Queer-Pastoral, Somewhere in the Slipstream"

Softly dreaming, waking never - "The Sleeping Peri: Lines Suggested by Palmer's Statue" [The Continental Monthly v.4 no.2, August 1863]

green horned lord of my waking forest - Danez Smith "C.R.E.A.M."

Where perennials wake in competent dirt - Maggie Smith "Perennials"

Nor walk nor weep nor dream nor wake with me - Leonora Speyer "Friends"

Waking under the fingernails of Scheherazade - Nathan Spoon "The Genie Speaks"

Wake the fires of old tradition - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Flood-Tide"

Across the tumult wake the Past - George Sterling "Sonnets on the Sea's Voice"

Like a sudden waking - Susan Stewart "Poem from Holderlin"

Waking breezes round the casement pipe - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Closed"

When Summer wakens the forest depths - Alfred B. Street "One of the 'Southern Tier of Counties'" [Graham's Magazine v.XXII no.12, Dec. 1848]

The touch that wakens strings too frail for hands - Arthur Stringer "Hephaestus"

Or Pallas wake her sounding lyre - "Superior Nonsense Verses"

To wake the hills and warm the trees - Howard V. Sutherland "December"

Wake in a labyrinth called Monday - Chad Sweeney "Prophecy of a Monday"

Cryptic concert in their wake - May Swenson "Three Jet Planes"

No hound's not wakens the wildwood hart - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Ballad of Dreamland"

All the wrath of waking wind and sea - Algernon Swinburne "A Night-Piece by Millet"

An echo wakened from the western height - John B. Tabb "Dawn" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.26, Nov. 1889]

Wakes from the darkness of three thousand years - J. Bayard Taylor "The Angel of the Soul" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.4, Oct. 1848]

Only memories waking - Sara Teasdale "It Is Not a Word"

Icarus, careful not to wake his captors - Jonathan Teklit "Black Mythology"

Wakes the village from out its morning dream - Aleksey Konstantovich Tolstoy "The Wolves" transl. by Martha Gilbert Dickinson Bianchi

To the altar of my waking - Z.G. Tomaszewski "If I Last the Night"

That sing against the wake of thunderstorms - Trevor "Release" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCCLXIII, v.LXXV, May 1854]

Gathering acorns in the wake of monkey pack - Tu Fu "Seven Songs Written During the Ch'ien-yuan Era While Staying at T'ung-ku-hsien" transl. by Burton Watson

Wake alone and older - John Updike "Endpoint"

Wakes an echo in my heart - Henry van Dyke "The Echo in the Heart"

Far away the avalanches wake - Henry van Dyke "Three Alpine Sonnets: 1. The Glacier"

And wake the echoes back again - H.K.W. "Song of the Carilloneur" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, no.682, 20 Jan. 1877]

The mesmerizing wake of History - Derek Walcott "Oceano Nox"

In the wake of the rain-lit sun - Derek Walcott "Stream"

Echoes wake from the roaring torrents - Wang Ts'an "Seven Sorrows" transl. by Burton Watson

These eyes that wake to weep - Thomas Warton Jr. "Ode to Sleep"

Where nothing wakes or calls - Charles Weekes "Dreams"

Let the lamb wake in the dawn - Judy Patterson Wenzel "Come Shaker Life"

The seeds that wake to flowers - Kate Louise Wheeler "Hidden Treasures"

As the morning wakes the night - John Hall Wheelock "Exultation"

To wake you to your sorrow - John Hall Wheelock "A Leave-Taking I"

Wake power to gain the fight - Helen Hay Whitney "For Your Sake"

My heart must wake at dawn - Helen Hay Whitney "To-Morrow"

Wake up from a long night of walking - Elizabeth Willis "The Steam Engine"

And makes the night wakeful and full of remorse - Charles Wright "Time Is a Child-Biting Dog"

Wind in the cottonwoods wakes me - Jay Wright "The Healing Improvisation of Hair"

The cup that wakes these memories - Wu Chun "Song of Spring" transl. by Burton Watson

The rose that stirs, but wakes not - "The Year of Sorrow.--Ireland--1849: Spring Song" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine no.CCCCXVII, July 1850, v.LXVIII]

Where flapping herons wake - William Butler Yeats "The Stolen Child"

Wake up in pieces - Jane Yolen "Papa Says, Mama Says"

A name to wake into and music to sleep through - Dean Young "Human Lot" [Poetry Oct. 2009]

To wake shouting in the mansion of the night - Dean Young "Undertow" [ Poetry Nov. 2007]

Can sleep into afternoon and still wake soaring - Dean Young "Winged Purposes" [Poetry Feb. 2009]


Awakes the flowers that long had slept - A.L.O.E. "Song of Joy"

Awake from a bed of silence - Conrad Aiken "Senlin: a Biography (Part I, Section II)"

Awake into the breathing breast of memory - Daisy Aldan "I Awake in These Hills"

Awakening us to the open space - Elizabeth Alexander "One Week Later in the Strange"

The sound that awakened all of everything - Mike Allen "Pulse"

Join the fray of an awakened life - Julia Alvarez "What We Ask For"

Awakes new feelings in the human heart - William Anderson "Landscape Lyrics No.VIII--The Sunshine of Poetry"

His trajectory half awake, half anvil - William Archila "Spirits"

Awakening to a world of gloom - Maurice Baring "Wagner"

My soul's awakening hymn - Charles Baudelaire "The Living Flame" transl. not credited

Ageless things in awakened woods - Lucius Beebe "Corydon"

Awakes the wasting artfulness of elms - Paul Bernstein "The Withering Elms and I"

The lofty chimes awaken - Laurence Binyon "The Road Menders"

Awakes to those more ample skies - Laurence Binyon "Youth"

Awake to the glory of day - Vera M. Brittain "Daphne"

Until the floor stung my feet awake with cold - Nickole Brown "Wild Thing"

Awakes the painted tribes of light - William Cullen Bryant "The Yellow Violet"

Awake the Heroic of youth from the Hades of joy - Bulwer Lytton publishing as Owen Meredith "Lucile: Part I Canto I"

Lyre of my soul, awake - Prof. Wm. Campbell "An Evening Song" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.4, Oct. 1848]

Awakened by the opera of dawn - Billy Collins "Rip Van Winkle"

Awakened glaciers grinding all to rubble - S. R. Compton "On the K-T Boundary"

Awakes a piercing pang within - J.D. [Julia Day] "A Mother to Her Forsaken Child" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLXII, v.LVIII, Dec. 1845]

In each long interim of halting time awake - Edward L. Davison "In This Dark House"

Smiles awake you - Thomas Dekker "A Cradle Song"

Remorse is memory awake - Emily Dickinson "Book 2: Life XLIII: Remorse"

To stop myself from falling awake - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"

Shaking the bells awake - Carol Ann Duffy "Loud"

The heart shocked awake - Cheryl Dumesnil "It's not the Holy Spirit"

Long-buried springs in my heart awaken - Robin Flower "The Pipes"

Waltzed the earth awake - Nikita Gill "Eurynome: The Mother of All Things"

Awakened into knowledge beyond naming - Dana Gioia "After a Line of Neruda"

The ceaselessness that awakens us - Rae Gouirand "At the Rough Table"

Old voices awake from your lake - Alfred Perceval Graves "Lough Leane"

Awakens my buried past - Bret Harte "A Newport Romance"

Awakening from thy dream of woe - Felicia Hemans "The Restoration of the Works of Art to Italy"

And Albyn's thousand harps awake - Felicia Hemans "Wallace's Invocation to Bruce"

Lie awake at night wondering - S*an D. Henry-Smith "remedies I"

Awakened in the land of the unseen - Lance Henson "Untitled [Here is a place where nothing can die]"

But never actually awakens the trees - Michael Hettich "The Angels"

The mountains hear the warning and awaken - Charles L. Hildreth "Mithra" [Lippincott's Magazine, Nov. 1885]

Joy dies, but grief awakes at last - F.A. Hillard "A Dead Love" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.XVII, no.97, Jan. 1876]

Wide awake in their nightmares - Parneshia Jones "My Mother and Lucille Clifton Have Tea"

Until my heart broke me awake - Fady Joudah "Dehiscence"

Awakens kindred souls to kindred thought - Mrs. E.C. Kinney "Ode to the Moon" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.5, Nov. 1848]

Nor would one memory awaken - M.E.L. "A Farewell" [The Knickerbocker v.10 no.3 Sept. 1837]

And the silence now awakens him - Emma Lazarus "La Madonna della Sedia" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, March 1875, v.XV no.87]

Along the beds of awakened lilies - Stephen Leggett "Visiting a Greenhouse in Lent"

Quivers awake in the hot winds off the sun - Philip Levine "Making Light of It"

Awaking in waves - J. Patrick Lewis "Bats"

May never War awake this bell - Charles Mackay "The Founding of the Bell"

Awakened by kisses of fire - Edgar Lee Masters "Toward the Gulf"

Awake her to the turmoil and the strife - John Frederick Matheus "Requiem" [Caroling Dusk: An Anthology of Verse by Negro Poets, ed. by Countee Cullen, 1927]

On eyes not yet awake - Theodore Maynard "Dawn"

Of backhoes awakening each morning - Colleen J. McElroy "The Lost Breath of Trees"

Like the trance of eyes awake - George Meredith "The Day of the Daughter of Hades"

The waves have not awakened - Edna St Vincent Millay "Inland"

An awakening yawn exhales its feathered breath - David Mook "Milkweed"

From their rosy dreams awake - Francis Neilson "The Boon"

And morning's dawn awakened naught - Samuel D. Patterson "The Prayer of the Dying Girl" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.3, Sept. 1848]

Awakened by the rumble of the ice - Andre F. Peltier "Those Hexagonal Corals"

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

Awake and rapt with grief - Melissa Range "All Creation Wept"

That knew no still awaking - Alice Wellington Rollins "Among Those Joys for Which We Utter Praise"

Claw marks annotate awakening - Ann K. Schwader "Cave Bear Dreams"

Awakened by man's memory - Salik Shah "Straw-Fitted Elephants"

Dreams of finding the dreamer awake - Brenda Shaughnessy "Nachtraglichkeit"

To the rough Year just awake - Shelley "The Invitation, to Jane"

Awake the mountain echo in her cell - William Somerville "The Chase"

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

Remembrance of awakened birds - Wallace Stevens "Sunday Morning"

Stab my spirit broad awake - Robert Louis Stevenson "The Task of Happiness"

The call of the ages whispers and the countless ghosts awaken - Arthur Stringer "If I Love You"

Querulous ghosts that sigh and awaken and move - Arthur Stringer "March Twilight"

Awakened by a great horned owl - Alison Swan "Before the Snow Moon"

Dreams that strive to seem awake - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"

Whose new twigs stirred the woods awake - Rabindranath Tagore "Spring that in My Courtyard"

Awake and turn toward the south - "VI: Otro Chalcayotl, Canto de Tetlepan Quetzanitzin | Another Chalco-Song, a Poem of Tetlepan Quetzanitzin" transl. from Nahuatl by Daniel G. Brinton

Her frantic voice awakes the storms - Helen Maria Williams "An Ode on the Peace"

Afraid of some forgotten ghost awakening - Humbert Wolfe "The Crowder's Tune"

A hunger for awakenings - Jay Wright "Kumu"

That awakened the stars - W.B. Yeats "Maid Quiet"

Awaken to frozen days and bitter nights - Francis Brett Young "Winter Sunset"


The earliest pipe of half-awakened day - Maurice Hutton, LL.D. "Introduction [to Wayside Poems by William Hodgson Ellis]"


Opening doors into moments reawakened - Preston Grassmann "The Doors of a Drowned City"


When she woke from winter's dream - Amber aka Martha Everts Holden "A Little Goldenhead"

Again she woke with waiting in her eyes - Mary Carolyn Davies "A Casualty List"

To Mars that in fit incense woke - Juan Bautista de Arriaza "Tempest and War, or the Battle of Trafalgar. Ode" [Modern Poets and Poetry of Spain 1860 ed. and transl. by James Kennedy]

Woke and stretched their iron symmetry - Geoffrey Dearmer "Gommecourt"

Woke up on an abandoned shore - Jose Hernandez Diaz "The Abandoned Shore"

Woke up from the opiate of empire - Martin Espada "The Five Horses of Doctor Ramon Emeterio Betances"

While the ancient things are woken - Joseph Fasano "The Moon"

and instead I woke you with Wagner - Logan February "I Woke You with Wagner,"

Woke drenched in music - Terrance Hayes "Liner Notes for an Imaginary Planet"

How many moons since we first woke up - Kirun Kapur "Rajat Jayanti"

Woke to know their native worth - Henry Kendall "Australian War Song"

Woken from the dreams that the distance flattered - D.H. Lawrence "Dreams Old and Nascent"

Woke the fox from out of his nap - John Masefield "Reynard the Fox"

Woke into the morning undressed - Saretta Morgan "Consequences upon Arrival"

Before I woke up wanting - Marilyn Nelson "Texas Protection"

woke up in the overlooked dark - Hoa Nguyen "Autumn Poem 2012"

Naked agony that first woke the soul - Alfred Noyes "Goethe I: The Discoverer"

But no ghost woke - Wilfred Owen "The Unreturning"

One sleeping self inside a woken self - Sasha Pimentel "Lament of Submerged Persons"

That woke the echoes of the Past - Miss L. Virginia Smith "The Wasted Heart"

Woke no answering fire - Edmund Clarence Stedman "Montagu"

As eastward woke a thorny star - George Sterling "White Magic"

That woke the world on long-dead summer days - Howard V. Sutherland "December"

Woke to wild unfrozen prattle - Tess Taylor "Mud Season"

When that cry of bitter stress woke the hills - Miss Virginia Townsend "The House in the Lane" [The Continental Monthly v.5 no.5, May 1864]

Each leaf woke in orange outcry - Dean Young "Colophon"


When we dream the year has just awoke - Caris Brooke "Resurgam"

Awoke with crash and cry - G.K. Chesterton "The Ballad of the White Horse: Book V. Ethandune: The First Stroke"

Dead clouds awoke and quivered - Richard Hughes "The Singing Furies"

At every hour the wind awoke - Archibald Lampman "After Rain"

Ancient storms awoke from aeons' slumber - R.B. Lemberg "The Ash Manifesto"


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