Potential Titles: Bare/Barely
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somethingdarkerBare on the threshold - Rasha Abdulhadi "Mouthful of ash"
Were barely memories of themselves - Duane Ackerson "Exiling the Earth"
All yesterdays barely hiding in my mouth - Linda Addison "Evolving"
Search in barely visible corners - Etel Adnan "Night"
My teeth bared in a smile of reverent awe - Daisy Aldan "Everywhere in Constancy, He Is Intoning, Look! Look!"
An angry epithet baring its teeth - Mouna Ammar "1 Zmagria Place"
Crisp reeds and all the ready bare twigs - Mouna Ammar "Stillness is Resilience"
Bare branches dripped with gold - H.M. Andrews "Song"
Bare in a mist-mad forest - Mary Jo Bang "Gretel"
Beyond the grievances of the bare elm - Lou Barrett "Retrieving a Frozen Newspaper"
With shouldered scythe still bare - Edmund Blunden "The Scythe"
The wind bares you for a god's descent - Gordon Bottomley "King Lear's Wife"
Their shadows dwindled to bare and patchy masses - Russell Brakefield "Effigy"
Disintegrating at the barest brush of light - Tania Chen "Half-Quarter-Life Crisis"
On bare stone with open meridians - Tania Chen "To a Dear Immortal in a Foreign Land"
When Allen's rebel howl bares sharp canines - G. O. Clark "American Poetry 101 Mashup" [Allen Ginsburg ]
Bare as a leaf - Hilda Conkling "By Lake Champlain"
Lightning bares each secret form - Martha Walker Cook "Clouds: Cumuli. Respectfully Dedicated to Professor Guyot" [The Continental Monthly v.5 no.3, March 1864]
And bare each stony scar - Christopher Pearce Cranch "December"
One spray has risen in my dungeon bare - Robert W. Cryan "Picciola" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.139-v.III, 28 Aug. 1886]
All the heart's treasure lying bare - Danske Dandridge "The Moth and the Evening Primrose"
Until dawn bleaches it bare - Meg Day "Big Sky Domestic"
The table bare and quiet as dust - Diane DeCillis "Music from Another Room"
The door that barely stands ajar - Helen Parry Eden "'Sidera Sunt Testes Et Matutina Pruina'"
Beneath the alders brown and bare - William Hodgson Ellis "The Skunk Cabbage"
Sunlight on a truth laid bare - Parke Farley "Patriots: On the '7:50'"
Barely audible northern moonlight - Jennifer Elise Foerster "Hokkolen a"
The love of bare November days - Robert Frost "My November Guest"
To know the love of bare November days - Robert Frost "My November Guest"
I'll barely have the strength to wake - Gloria Gervitz "Migrations" [excerpt] transl. by Mark Schafer
Against the bare bleak brows of granite - Louis Golding "Courage the Dreamers"
Bare my throat to Autumn moonlight - Mona Gould "Out of Loneliness"
Bared ten thousand swords - John Imlah "Katherine and Donald"
Bare their crooked hymns - Joe Jimenez "Broken Retablo for Being on My Back, My Feet Bare & in the Air"
The wind burns the grasses bare - Amaud Jamaul Johnson "Line of Reason"
Bent bare beneath a ruthless sun - James Weldon Johnson "Fifty Years"
Bare to the stars of doom - Lionel Johnson "By the Statue of King Charles at Charing Cross"
Feet bare and untouched against coarse stone - Julia Kolchinsky "Naming"
Baring my bones to the whims of demolition - Lam Lai "I, New York"
The midnight bright and bare - Archibald Lampman "The Poet's Song"
Through the forest white and bare - Archibald Lampman "The Woodcutter's Hut"
Bare for the record of a world of crime - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "The Clock-Tower Bell"
December's bare iron hooks - D.H. Lawrence "Almond Blossom"
Brows bare to evenings fan - Emma Lazarus "In Exile"
In a bare austerity squiring a siren - Hailey Leithauser "Inspiration"
All my roots earth laden and bare - Robin Coste Lewis "The Ark: Self-Portrait as Aphrodite Using Her Dress for a Sail, xxx"
Whatever of ourselves we leave bare - Anni Liu "Lake of Isles"
In Time's bare garden - Isabel Ecclestone Mackay "Time's Garden"
Bare rocks where the eagles build - Claude McKay "Courage"
Bare to turquoise skies - Dorothea Mackellar "The Grey Lake"
Your bare heart and your mended bones - Maya Marshall "The Field of Blood"
Has looked on Beauty bare - Edna St. Vincent Millay untitled sonnet from Sonnets and The Ballad of the Harp-Weaver
The waves bare their foamy teeth - Jenny Molberg "Voyager"
Bare to the beating of the whirlwind - Lewis Morris "Saint Christopher"
Wrath was bared of its sheath - William Morris "The Pilgrim of Hope III: Sending to the War"
Against a backdrop of bare time - Pablo Neruda "Loves: Terusa (II)" transl. by Alastair Reid
Barely freed from the nettles - Pablo Neruda "The Poet" transl. by Jack Schmitt
That barely deciphers you - Pablo Neruda "Pottery Shop" transl. by Jack Schmitt
Swept bare by cleansing fires - John Oxenham "Gadara, A.D. 31"
Keep awe bare - Soham Patel "Mixed with always"
Of a landfall won barely - Carl Phillips "Said the Horse to the Light"
Bitter bread when the world was bare - Marjorie L.C. Pickthall "Mary Shepherdess"
The dolphins bared their backs of gold - Bryan Waller Proctor (Barry Cornwall) "A Song of the Sea"
Who suffered barely making ends meet - Barbara Jane Reyes "Brown Girl Creed"
Bare trees and barren ground - Charles Reznikoff "Meditations on the Fall and Winter Holidays"
Your tired feet will wander bare - Rainer Maria Rilke from The Book of Hours (translated by Babette Deutsch)
Across the bare and desolate wilderness - Henry W. Rockwell "Sonnets: Sonnet VII"
the wolf in a skin of bare steel - Alexandra Seidel "Cerberus, Seeking Lethe"
Bare their fangs unto the moon - Robert W. Service "The Heart of the Sourdough"
Truth lays bare the broken bone - Diane Seuss "Poetry"
Loss which bared the utmost shivering nerve - Edward Shanks "The Return"
Streets so bare they grow voices - Patricia Smith "The Sun, Mad Envious, Just Wants the Moon"
Laid bare in the last line's turn - Christine Stewart-Nuñez "When You're Away, I Consider Form"
But strips me bare again - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Closed"
Bright as heaven's bare brow - Algernon Swinburne "Change"
The bones of one bare month - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"
Bare, brown branches stark against the deep, blue sky - Luci Tapahonso "Wooden Window Frames"
Burns all the heavens bare - Sara Teasdale "Vignettes Overseas"
Knuckles bared for blood and bone - Russell Thorburn "Tracking the Wolf"
What survives will be laid bare - Edwin Torres "A Most Imperfect Start"
a love stripping itself bare - upfromsumdirt (Ron Davis) "The Second Stop Is Jupiter"
Bare feet dancing the rhythm of her dream - Georgiana Valoyce-Sanchez "The Red Shawl"
Bare the bough with aching chill - Maurice Weyland "A Valentine"
The bare bright flame of the sun - Helen Hay Whitney "I Have Seen What the Seraphs Have Seen"
Bared by the storms from my calendar - William Carlos Williams "March"
Only the bare rocks of today - William Carlos Williams "A Prelude"
Barely a baby in universe years - Allan Wolf "Earth: Your Mother I'll Be"
My axis barely tilts at all - Allan Wolf "Mercury: Given to Extremes"
The bare and brown a pause between - Humbert Wolfe "Opals and Amber"
Sea that bares her bosom to the moon - William Wordsworth "The World Is Too Much With Us"
the barest rune of ruin - Monica Youn "Blueacre"
Barely walking, bear us all there - Kevin Young "Hive"
In the mind's cool barely open eye - Cynthia Zarin "Rainy Day Fugue"
Riding comets bareback through cosmic alleys - upfromsumdirt [aka Ron Davis] "The Hero with the African Face"
Hung on a bare-branched oak - Conrad Hilberry "Abandon"
To my bare-stript heart - Walt Whitman "Song of Myself"
Threadbare.
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Were barely memories of themselves - Duane Ackerson "Exiling the Earth"
All yesterdays barely hiding in my mouth - Linda Addison "Evolving"
Search in barely visible corners - Etel Adnan "Night"
My teeth bared in a smile of reverent awe - Daisy Aldan "Everywhere in Constancy, He Is Intoning, Look! Look!"
An angry epithet baring its teeth - Mouna Ammar "1 Zmagria Place"
Crisp reeds and all the ready bare twigs - Mouna Ammar "Stillness is Resilience"
Bare branches dripped with gold - H.M. Andrews "Song"
Bare in a mist-mad forest - Mary Jo Bang "Gretel"
Beyond the grievances of the bare elm - Lou Barrett "Retrieving a Frozen Newspaper"
With shouldered scythe still bare - Edmund Blunden "The Scythe"
The wind bares you for a god's descent - Gordon Bottomley "King Lear's Wife"
Their shadows dwindled to bare and patchy masses - Russell Brakefield "Effigy"
Disintegrating at the barest brush of light - Tania Chen "Half-Quarter-Life Crisis"
On bare stone with open meridians - Tania Chen "To a Dear Immortal in a Foreign Land"
When Allen's rebel howl bares sharp canines - G. O. Clark "American Poetry 101 Mashup" [Allen Ginsburg ]
Bare as a leaf - Hilda Conkling "By Lake Champlain"
Lightning bares each secret form - Martha Walker Cook "Clouds: Cumuli. Respectfully Dedicated to Professor Guyot" [The Continental Monthly v.5 no.3, March 1864]
And bare each stony scar - Christopher Pearce Cranch "December"
One spray has risen in my dungeon bare - Robert W. Cryan "Picciola" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.139-v.III, 28 Aug. 1886]
All the heart's treasure lying bare - Danske Dandridge "The Moth and the Evening Primrose"
Until dawn bleaches it bare - Meg Day "Big Sky Domestic"
The table bare and quiet as dust - Diane DeCillis "Music from Another Room"
The door that barely stands ajar - Helen Parry Eden "'Sidera Sunt Testes Et Matutina Pruina'"
Beneath the alders brown and bare - William Hodgson Ellis "The Skunk Cabbage"
Sunlight on a truth laid bare - Parke Farley "Patriots: On the '7:50'"
Barely audible northern moonlight - Jennifer Elise Foerster "Hokkolen a"
The love of bare November days - Robert Frost "My November Guest"
To know the love of bare November days - Robert Frost "My November Guest"
I'll barely have the strength to wake - Gloria Gervitz "Migrations" [excerpt] transl. by Mark Schafer
Against the bare bleak brows of granite - Louis Golding "Courage the Dreamers"
Bare my throat to Autumn moonlight - Mona Gould "Out of Loneliness"
Bared ten thousand swords - John Imlah "Katherine and Donald"
Bare their crooked hymns - Joe Jimenez "Broken Retablo for Being on My Back, My Feet Bare & in the Air"
The wind burns the grasses bare - Amaud Jamaul Johnson "Line of Reason"
Bent bare beneath a ruthless sun - James Weldon Johnson "Fifty Years"
Bare to the stars of doom - Lionel Johnson "By the Statue of King Charles at Charing Cross"
Feet bare and untouched against coarse stone - Julia Kolchinsky "Naming"
Baring my bones to the whims of demolition - Lam Lai "I, New York"
The midnight bright and bare - Archibald Lampman "The Poet's Song"
Through the forest white and bare - Archibald Lampman "The Woodcutter's Hut"
Bare for the record of a world of crime - Rose Hawthorne Lathrop "The Clock-Tower Bell"
December's bare iron hooks - D.H. Lawrence "Almond Blossom"
Brows bare to evenings fan - Emma Lazarus "In Exile"
In a bare austerity squiring a siren - Hailey Leithauser "Inspiration"
All my roots earth laden and bare - Robin Coste Lewis "The Ark: Self-Portrait as Aphrodite Using Her Dress for a Sail, xxx"
Whatever of ourselves we leave bare - Anni Liu "Lake of Isles"
In Time's bare garden - Isabel Ecclestone Mackay "Time's Garden"
Bare rocks where the eagles build - Claude McKay "Courage"
Bare to turquoise skies - Dorothea Mackellar "The Grey Lake"
Your bare heart and your mended bones - Maya Marshall "The Field of Blood"
Has looked on Beauty bare - Edna St. Vincent Millay untitled sonnet from Sonnets and The Ballad of the Harp-Weaver
The waves bare their foamy teeth - Jenny Molberg "Voyager"
Bare to the beating of the whirlwind - Lewis Morris "Saint Christopher"
Wrath was bared of its sheath - William Morris "The Pilgrim of Hope III: Sending to the War"
Against a backdrop of bare time - Pablo Neruda "Loves: Terusa (II)" transl. by Alastair Reid
Barely freed from the nettles - Pablo Neruda "The Poet" transl. by Jack Schmitt
That barely deciphers you - Pablo Neruda "Pottery Shop" transl. by Jack Schmitt
Swept bare by cleansing fires - John Oxenham "Gadara, A.D. 31"
Keep awe bare - Soham Patel "Mixed with always"
Of a landfall won barely - Carl Phillips "Said the Horse to the Light"
Bitter bread when the world was bare - Marjorie L.C. Pickthall "Mary Shepherdess"
The dolphins bared their backs of gold - Bryan Waller Proctor (Barry Cornwall) "A Song of the Sea"
Who suffered barely making ends meet - Barbara Jane Reyes "Brown Girl Creed"
Bare trees and barren ground - Charles Reznikoff "Meditations on the Fall and Winter Holidays"
Your tired feet will wander bare - Rainer Maria Rilke from The Book of Hours (translated by Babette Deutsch)
Across the bare and desolate wilderness - Henry W. Rockwell "Sonnets: Sonnet VII"
the wolf in a skin of bare steel - Alexandra Seidel "Cerberus, Seeking Lethe"
Bare their fangs unto the moon - Robert W. Service "The Heart of the Sourdough"
Truth lays bare the broken bone - Diane Seuss "Poetry"
Loss which bared the utmost shivering nerve - Edward Shanks "The Return"
Streets so bare they grow voices - Patricia Smith "The Sun, Mad Envious, Just Wants the Moon"
Laid bare in the last line's turn - Christine Stewart-Nuñez "When You're Away, I Consider Form"
But strips me bare again - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "Closed"
Bright as heaven's bare brow - Algernon Swinburne "Change"
The bones of one bare month - Algernon Charles Swinburne "A Dark Month"
Bare, brown branches stark against the deep, blue sky - Luci Tapahonso "Wooden Window Frames"
Burns all the heavens bare - Sara Teasdale "Vignettes Overseas"
Knuckles bared for blood and bone - Russell Thorburn "Tracking the Wolf"
What survives will be laid bare - Edwin Torres "A Most Imperfect Start"
a love stripping itself bare - upfromsumdirt (Ron Davis) "The Second Stop Is Jupiter"
Bare feet dancing the rhythm of her dream - Georgiana Valoyce-Sanchez "The Red Shawl"
Bare the bough with aching chill - Maurice Weyland "A Valentine"
The bare bright flame of the sun - Helen Hay Whitney "I Have Seen What the Seraphs Have Seen"
Bared by the storms from my calendar - William Carlos Williams "March"
Only the bare rocks of today - William Carlos Williams "A Prelude"
Barely a baby in universe years - Allan Wolf "Earth: Your Mother I'll Be"
My axis barely tilts at all - Allan Wolf "Mercury: Given to Extremes"
The bare and brown a pause between - Humbert Wolfe "Opals and Amber"
Sea that bares her bosom to the moon - William Wordsworth "The World Is Too Much With Us"
the barest rune of ruin - Monica Youn "Blueacre"
Barely walking, bear us all there - Kevin Young "Hive"
In the mind's cool barely open eye - Cynthia Zarin "Rainy Day Fugue"
Riding comets bareback through cosmic alleys - upfromsumdirt [aka Ron Davis] "The Hero with the African Face"
Hung on a bare-branched oak - Conrad Hilberry "Abandon"
To my bare-stript heart - Walt Whitman "Song of Myself"
Threadbare.
Navigation Links:
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Go to author indices.
Go to word indices.
Go to category indices.
