Potential Titles: Weave/Wove
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somethingdarkerWeaving light and electromagnetic chatter - Duane Ackerson "Black Hole Hunter's Guide"
Filtered nets of light weaving - Daisy Aldan "Under the Marble Arches"
Story and rhyme be weaving - Ellen Tracy Alden "Blue Eyes"
The Minotaur weaving toward its meal - Mike Allen "Picasso's Rapture"
Weave the shrouds of joy and great adventure - William Allingham "Aeolian Harp"
Weave the bees, stitch them to their honey - Ahmad Almallah "Some Verse for the Depressed Rebel"
Weaving a web of shadow and sheen - Amber aka Martha Everts Holden "The Brook"
Her quiet fingers weave forgetfulness - Auguste Angellier "Tranquil Habit" transl. by Henry van Dyke
weaving disparate cultures into harmony - Davian Aw "Those Who Tell the Stories"
Weaves it with less gaudy dyes - Benjamin West Ball "The Cemetery in Summer"
Dreams whose thread she weaves - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Poet's Dream"
And weave it of my jealousy - Charles Baudelaire "To a Madonna" transl. not credited
Weaving glass and silk into a dream - Stephen Vincent Benet "Ghost of a Lunatic Asylum"
A wizard air weaves out of dreams - Stephen Vincent Benet "Grand Larceny"
Despair from her weaving old - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
A tapestry that I would some day weave - Gwendolyn B. Bennett "Advice" [Caroling Dusk: An Anthology of Verse by Negro Poets, ed. by Countee Cullen, 1927]
That weaves stars with the ground - Mei-Mei Berssenbrugge "Jaguar"
Weaves a black thread between white days - Mei-Mei Berssenbrugge "Wonder"
Waltzing the length of a weaving board - Elizabeth Bishop "Visits to St. Elizabeths"
House finch weaving its song - Terry Blackhawk "Maumee, Maumee"
A dream did weave a shade - William Blake "A Dream"
To weave schemes of consolation - Maxwell Bodenheim "The Sword Converses with a Philosopher"
And weave a prayer into your naked stride - Maxwell Bodenheim "To Orrick Johns"
Paint the tissue fancy weaves - Charlotte Bronte "Gilbert II: The Parlour"
Weaving each burden into words - Lauren L. Brown "Willie Mae Brown (1909-1980)"
Weaves the glory of the golden corn - Edward Burrough Brownlow "The Poet"
Weaving her bright chain - Lord Byron "Stanzas for Music"
Weave your rain into a diamond mesh - Harindranath Chattopadhyaya "Worship"
Weaving death's black wing - Rohan Chhetri "Acedia Sestina"
weaving garments of neglect - Lucille Clifton "shadows"
Weave rafts for knife-eyed brides - Dorsey Craft "The Pirate Anne Bonny Says Her Prayers"
Sunshine weaves a net of flickering gleams - C.P. Cranch "Sorrento" [Graham's Magazine v.XL no.4, April 1852]
The magic woof that summer weaves - Olive Custance "In the South"
Weaves his dream of clouds - Ruben Dario "Autumnal" transl. by Thomas Walsh and Salomon de la Selva
Throws shadows o'er the song she weaves - Lucretia Maria Davidson "The Smile of Innocence"
Weave a low and druid chant - Fanny Stearns Davis "Profits"
Weave upon the mind's swift loom - Coningsby Dawson "Hallowe'en"
Weave at Eternity's looms - Benjamin De Casseres "The-Circle-That-Looks-Like-A-Line"
And moonbeams weave a crown - Walter de la Mare "The Flight"
Weaving a web across the rose and dusk - Clarissa Scott Delany "Solace" [Caroling Dusk: An Anthology of Verse by Negro Poets, ed. by Countee Cullen, 1927]
Remains for dreams to weave - Edward Dowden "Atalanta"
But Sadness at nightfall weaves - Enna Duval "Invocation to Sleep"
Of kindred feelings weaves this mystic band - "East and West" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLXIV, v.LIX, Feb. 1846]
Weaver of the etherial light - George Eliot "I Grant You Ample Leave"
Weave the sunlight in your hair - T. S. Eliot "La Figlia Che Piange"
Vacant shuttles weave the wind - T.S. Eliot "Gerontion"
Stars weave eternal rings - Ralph Waldo Emerson "The World-Soul"
The proud pavilions that we weave at will - R.C.K. Ensor "Ode to Reality"
Weaving and unweaving what you are - Joseph Fasano "Odysseus"
Wild in the weave - Jennifer Elise Foerster "The Floating World"
Weave a ladder to your heart - Jennifer Elise Foerster "Hokkolen i"
To weave a rope of sun - Jennifer Elise Foerster "Pilot"
a scrawl of hands weaving witchtricks - Amanda Gafford "Tigerlily"
Something fine weaving us round - Zona Gale "The Bureau"
Weave a pathway for the dawning moon - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "The Torch"
And weave a tale of mystery to the last - Julia Goddard "The Deserted Garden" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, no.718, 29 Sept. 1877]
Who weaves the winter wool and summer flax - "The Good Goddess of Poverty [A Prose Ballad, translated from the French]" [The Continental Monthly v.4 no.3, Sept. 1863]
Weave a web of lovely words - Mona Gould "Bend Your Head"
Weaving violet shadows on their shining surface - Mona Gould "Tasting the Earth"
Weave the lattice extra tight - Carrie Grigorian "Baking in Different Conditions"
The gods weaving against sundown - Joy Harjo "For Alva Benson, And For Those Who Have Learned to Speak"
Dance the weave of joy and tears - Joy Harjo "Seven Generations"
To weave for Earth a chaplet - Frances E.W. Harper "The Crocuses"
Weaving without stint or measure - Richard Haywarde "The Beating of the Heart" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIV no.2, Feb. 1849]
The softest carpet nature weaves - Leslie Pickney Hill "Summer Magic"
Weave songs fresh as the dew - "IX: Otro Tlaocolcuica Otomitl | An Otomi Song of Sadness" transl. from Nahuatl by Daniel G. Brinton
Weave a bed of reeds and willow limbs - Helene Johnson "Summer Matures" [Caroling Dusk: An Anthology of Verse by Negro Poets, ed. by Countee Cullen, 1927]
Where the Sisters three are weaving - Annie Fellows Johnston "Elinor"
Fingers weave in the dirt - Douglas S. Jones "Sexy in the Food Chain"
Weave a whole roof to the mountain - Kakuhaku "Sennin Poem" (translated by Ezra Pound and possibly others, attribution unclear)
A white kaftan weaved with wind for summer - Karan Kapoor "In an Attempt to Seduce Death My Sister Starts Calling Him Love" [Strange Horizons 17 Feb. 2025]
A silken thread of my own hand's weaving - John Keats "I Had a Dove"
Weave twigs in my hair for clips - Vandana Khanna "Parvati Practices Her Austerities"
Where a three-point star shall weave his beam - Sidney Lanier "To Charlotte Cushman" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.17, no.99, Mar. 1876]
Weaves a veil made of weeping - Else Lasker-Schuler "Homesick" transl. by Michael Hamburger
A daisied counterpane weave - Richard Le Gallienne "To a Dead Friend"
Silver-like thread the tarantula weaves - Ida Lee "The Forest King's Lament"
The act fingermarked upon the weave - Jason Lee "The Wash of Moments"
A chant of women weaving - Eugene Lee-Hamilton "Apollo and Marsyas"
That sea-sprites weave in vain - Eugene Lee-Hamilton "Apollo and Marsyas"
Weave a dance with ropes of gray acorns - Amy Lowell "Teatro Bambino. Dublin, N. H."
Strips my spirit of the pall Time weaves - William M. MacKeracher "Vacation Verse"
Weave their figures in the sky - Douglas Malloch "When the Geese Come North"
Around my dreamy spirit weaves - George Martin "In the Woods of St. Leon"
Weave the garlands of repose - Andrew Marvell "The Garden"
Your tinsel hair weaves the wheel - Cate Marvin "Why I Am Afraid of Turning the Page"
Weave you crowns of living laurel - Theodore Maynard "L'Envoi"
Weave a spell of silence for my voice - Theodore Maynard "Silence"
Weave for thee a cloak of light - Theodore Maynard "The Universal Mother"
Pluck apart capillaries to weave my cradle - Sara S. Messenger "Your Subcutaneous Mermaid"
Weaves a pattern on dull stones - Charlotte Mew "The Fete"
Weaving webs from goblin eyelashes - Lincoln Michel "Another Tuesday Afternoon"
A halo webbed and weaving and electric bright - Amanda Mitzel "Arach"
The heat that language weaves - Simone Muench "Wolf Centos"
And Weavers talk in unknown Phrases - "Mundus Foppensis" [PG lists 'Dubious author: John Evelyn"]
Weave a dream of self - Ali-Shir Nava'i "Love Song of Nava'i (2)" transl. by Dennis Daly
That forgetfulness and weeping weave - Pablo Neruda "Autumn Returns" translated by Donald D. Walsh
That weaves in the devouring depths - Pablo Neruda "Death" transl. by Jack Schmitt
The weavings of those invisible fabrics - Pablo Neruda "Morning IX" transl. by Stephen Tapscott
Weave this wild miracle - Alfred Noyes "Darwin III: The Testimony of the Rocks"
Weaves a crib for my heart - Naomi Shihab Nye "No One Thinks of Tegucigalpa"
Where I weave my strongest spell - "Ode: The Birth of Poesy"
While dark Fate weaves your chaplet - Thomas O'Hagan "Sock it to 'Em"
To every weaver one golden strand - John Oxenham "Weavers All"
If your dreams were thread to weave - Dorothy Parker "To a Much Too Unfortunate Lady"
Weave me from all lovely dust - Josephine Preston Peabody "The Feaster"
As the Sea weaves her path before the light - Josephine Preston Peabody "The Foundling"
Shone with the glow the sunset weaves - Josephine Preston Peabody "The Prophet"
See the light Spring weave her rosy chain - J.G. Percival "Young Love" [The Knickerbocker v.10, no.5, November 1837]
Till the weaver's fingers ache - Po Chu'i "Liao-ling" transl. by Burton Watson
Weaving the universe out of milky strings of chaos - Minnie Bruce Pratt "The Blue Cup"
Weave fair flowers into a weary chain - Adelaide Anne Proctor "Murmurs" [Household Words ed. by Charles Dickens]
Virtue weaves for it a deathless crown - Quince "Ambition" [The Knickerbocker v.10 no.3 Sept. 1837]
To weave a web across the street - Marguerite Radclyffe-Hall "Georgetown, U.S.A."
Weave my raiment of the starlight - Herbert Randall "Hymn Ancestral"
The warp and weave of next spring's flags - Laura Ann Reed "Fortitude"
Weave them with daisies into vacant lot chain fences - Barbara Jane Reyes "Downtown Oakland Poem"
Under the looms weaving us - Charles Reznikoff "[The city breaks in houses to the sea, uneasy with waves]"
Trimmed with lace the spider weaves - Laura Elizabeth Howe Richards "Baby's Valentine"
One dark note weaving endlessly - Lola Ridge "Firehead part I: He 2: The Man from Joppa"
An ancient tapestry of motley weave - Lola Ridge "The Ghetto"
The dream-shapes you weave - Lola Ridge "Still Water (To D.L.)"
Weave silent dances around him - Christina Rossetti "Dream Love"
Winter weaving from flakes a robe - Rumi "I Saw the Winter Weaving" transl. by Rev. Professor Hastie
Weaving dreams in silence - George William Russell "A Vision of Beauty"
Of unreason weave a maze of rhyme - George Santayana "The Poetic Medium"
The weird weaver of doom - D.L. Sayers "Sympathy"
Weaving robes of slumber for her mistress - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"
Where mind weaves absence and regret - E.F. Schraeder "Procrastination (A Lullaby)"
That weave their thread with bones - Shakespeare "Twelfth Night"
Weave a chaplet round the brow of Spring - The Shepherd of Sharondale "The Floral Resurrection" (The Knickerbocker v.23:5, May 1844)
Weave for each other a garment of brightness - Joyce Sidman "Starting Now"
The tangle of truths through which we must weave - Joyce Sidman "Teacher"
The thread and weaving of his way - Clark Ashton Smith "The Star Treader"
Weavings wrought of noon and night - Clark Ashton Smith "The Star Treader"
Weave the fine and coarsest web - Robert Southwell "Times Go by Turns"
Myrtle wove itself into the sheets of sail - Frank Stanford "The Cape"
Weaves a coverlet of dust - George Sterling "Old Anchors"
Weaves it with a troubled wind - George Sterling "White Magic"
The silken weavings of our afternoons - Wallace Stevens "Sunday Morning"
Weave these phantoms by this ancient loom - Elizabeth Drew Barstow Stoddard "Before the Mirror"
Weave a chaplet for the Old Year's bier - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "November"
Weaving vast traceries out on the fringes of Night - Arthur Stringer "Life-Drunk"
The crown affection weaves and wears - Sidney R. Thompson "At Waking" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.108-v.III, 23 Jan. 1886]
All the sun can weave out of silver seas - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: X. The Marsh Circle"
Weaving the fabric of water - Z.G. Tomaszewski "Blackberry"
Weave through turnpike traffic while applying lipstick - Vincent Toro "¿Que Que La Femme?"
Each minstrel weaves his part - Henry van Dyke "The Echo in the Heart"
The wonderful raiment that summer weaves - Henry van Dyke "The Foolish Fir-Tree"
The finger of radiant winter weaves - Emile Verhaeren "La Multiple Splendeur: The Glory of the Heavens" transl. by Alma Strettell
Weary weaving of curves and lines - Emile Verhaeren "Les Villages Illusoires: The Rope-Maker" transl. by Alma Strettell
Weave the zig-zag pathway - Bertrand N.O. Walker [Hen-toh] "A Song of a Navajo Weaver"
The deadly spider weave his pall - Wm. Wallace "Perditi"
And weave but nets to catch the wind - John Webster "The Burial"
Whose notes still braid and weave - Judy Patterson Wenzel "Venezia"
Weaves the one self she wears - John Hall Wheelock "Night Has Its Fear"
Weave your flaming splendours o'er me - F.H. Wood "At the Mill" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.124-v.III, 15 May 1886]
Weave a net your soul to stay - "Work Away" [Harper's New Monthly v.3 no.14, July 1851]
Weave her a chain of silver twist - Elinor Wylie "The Falcon"
Where threads of gold the sun enweaves - Walter Crane "Queen Summer; Or, The Tourney of the Lily and the Rose"
Enweaves the light in woof as bright - Harriet Monroe "Love Song"
Reweave the fabric of liminal unravelings - Marilyn Hacker "Interval"
Reweave its patterning of silver wave - Edith Wharton "Elegy"
A river flooding the underweave - Charles Wright "Double Salt"
Weaving and unweaving what you are - Joseph Fasano "Odysseus"
Where shadows rebuild and unweave - Archibald Lampman "Inter Vias"
Unweaving my dreams each century - Ann K. Schwader "Of Ithaca & Ice"
On a woven modesty of cloud - Lascelles Abercrombie "Marriage Song"
The circlet woven of his soul's final art - Mike Allen "La Donna del Lago"
Wove her a cloak of silvery mist - Amber aka Martha Everts Holden "The Story of a Rose"
woven with footprints of all the ghosts - Wale Ayinla "To Disappear into a Song Wide Enough to Drown"
Through the dusky-woven veil of time - Benjamin West Ball "Athens"
Wove a rich asbestic web - Benjamin West Ball "Elfin Land"
The keen precision of your words wove a silver thread - Gwendolyn B. Bennett "Advice" [Caroling Dusk: An Anthology of Verse by Negro Poets, ed. by Countee Cullen, 1927]
Woven from cloth whole and tattered - Bruce Boston "All the Starry Audience"
Ash woven into a distant sky - Julia Bouwsma "Dear ghosts, you say all our bones are made of paper"
The night woven into a net - William Brewer "Playing Along"
A net was woven round my feet - Charlotte Bronte "Gilbert II: The Parlour"
Woven of human joys and cares - Rupert Brooke "The Dead"
Of spun fire and woven gloom - F. O. Call "Calvary"
A curtain of spun fire and woven gloom - Frank Oliver Call "Calvary"
The swallows wove and rewove their crooked flight - Giosue Carducci "On a Saint Peter's Eve" transl. by Frank Sewall
Woven into the battlements of prayer - Shutta Crum "Everything is Far"
Dark seam woven of regret - Shutta Crum "How Poetry Reframes the Moment"
Woven like water, through itself - Natalie Diaz "lake-loop"
A new course woven and spun - Dom "Year's End"
Where bloodlines and rivers are woven together - Ansel Elkins "Native Memory"
Wove it from tree leaves and piles of hay - Daniel Errico "The Particular Way of Odd Ms. McKay"
Woven through the heart of night - Eleanor Farjeon "Fairy-Time"
The hangings woven all of rocks and mosses - E. Fonton "A Vigil with St. Louis" [The Continental Monthly v.5 no.1, Jan. 1864]
Woven by the troubled loom of night - Zona Gale "Exercise in Spenserians"
Wrapped her in a shawl of woven sparks - Emily Jiang & R.B. Lemberg "Salamander Song"
Woven from the cloth of Tyre - Fenton Johnson "The Vision of Lazarus"
Nightshade all, with gloomy cypress wove - Fanny Kemble "Lines for Music [Oh, sunny love!"
Blue jays & redbirds wove light through leaves - Yusef Komunyakaa "The Whistle"
History woven from the plural - Christopher Kondrich "Peace Epic"
Woven of water and the moon - Archibald Lampman "Winter-Store"
An endless tapestry the past has woven - D.H. Lawrence "Dreams Old and Nascent"
Spun from the moon and woven dark with willow - Ruth Lechlitner "How Many Summers"
Scorns and triumphs woven in our cloaks - Vachel Lindsay "A Meditation on the Sun"
A diadem woven with rue - Amy Lowell "Crowned"
Where the gods' romances are woven in wondrous dream - E.M. "The Lathe of Morpheus: A Dream Song/A tribute to B.C. from E.M."
Thin veils, woven of thought - Rose Macaulay "Trinity Sunday"
Wove in red for every deed - Alice C. MacDonell "The Weaving of the Tartan"
In robes of woven diamond dust - Theodore Maynard "At Woodchester"
Pain and sorrow woven - Theodore Maynard "To Any Saint"
A strain Titania wove - Francis Neilson "The Music of My Heart"
Purple honey woven fiber by fiber - Pablo Neruda "Not Only the Albatross" transl. by Jack Schmitt
The complexity of wild paths and webs woven - Margaret Noodin "Gidiskinaadaa Mitigwaakiing/Woodland Liberty"
The wreath woven by the river - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Prophecy and Fulfilment" [sic]
The vines with woven hands clambered and clung - Josephine Preston Peabody "The Singing Man"
Transfigures to woven bramble - Kailee Pedersen "Aviary"
Wore a suit of woven water - Kiki Petrosino "In Louisa"
Patterns from heaven to be woven by human hands - Po Chu'i "Liao-ling" transl. by Burton Watson
Woven over wood and prairie - Alexander Posey "Autumn"
Woven of sunshine, water, and birdsong - Rena Priest "Tour of a Salmonberry"
And wove in nets of sorrow - Adelaide Anne Proctor "Verse: Two Worlds"
Music woven of countless strains - Marguerite Radclyffe-Hall "An Autumn Ride: Malvern"
Woven of sun and cloud - Theodore H. Rand "Fairy Glen"
The vast webs woven of tumult - Theodore H. Rand "Sea Music"
Woven of frost and fire - Alice Wellington Rollins "October"
In veil of woven gloom - Abram Joseph Ryan (aka Father Ryan) "Song of the Deathless Voice"
Scaling its woven stairways - David St. John "Guitar"
My path is woven in snow through the abyss - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"
This suspicion once wove Atlantis through us - Ann K. Schwader "To Theia"
Who wove their threnody with foot & flute - Ann K. Schwader "The Winds of Sesqua Valley"
Warped and woven there spun we - William Bell Scott "The Witch's Ballad"
All woven with midsummer dreams - Evalyn Callahan Shaw "October"
The tissue of all wings is woven - Virna Sheard "Dreams"
Woven hymns of night and day - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"
Beneath the sinuous veil of woven wind - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"
Woven of a thousand strands - May Sinclair "The Dark Night (XVIII)"
Like woven amber, finely spun - Clark Ashton Smith "Strangeness"
Wove the long braid down my back - Maggie Smith "Twentieth Century"
Woven with the shadows of my dream - George Sterling "The Killdee"
Woven a veil for the weeping face - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"
Sixteen clumps of sticks woven high into the oaks - Keith Taylor "In Memory: Dan Minock"
Woven of Nature's richest stuffs - Henry David Thoreau "Haze"
Woven magic of the wistful years - Eunice Tietjens "To S"
The woven cloth of wonder - Iris Tree "[From far away the lost adventures gleam]"
In the woven air of the saints - Afaa Michael Weaver "Midnight Air in Louisville"
The tall thought-woven sails - W.B. Yeats "They went forth to the Battle, but they always fell"
Nor my woven fate unravelled - Francis Brett Young "Thamar (To Thamar Karsavina)"
A path already woven cannot be altered - Hal Y. Zhang "Majorana, Back Again"
Radiance woven into kisses - Veronica Zondek "cold fire 16" transl. by Katherine Silver
Spider webs woven into the shadows - Veronica Zondek "cold fire 17" transl. by Katherine Silver
With the capricious chime of interwoven notes - Edith Wharton "Nightingales in Provence"
Inwoven of moonbeams and foam - Walter de la Mare "The Unfinished Dream"
Low-breathed air and inwoven melody - J.B. Trend "During Music: Fantasy and Fugue"
Thy chain shall prove a sand-woven rope - Frances Anne Kemble "Lines Written at Venice in October, 1865" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.XVII, no.97, Jan. 1876]
The silver chill caught in our wind-woven walls - Mari Ness "ICE"
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Filtered nets of light weaving - Daisy Aldan "Under the Marble Arches"
Story and rhyme be weaving - Ellen Tracy Alden "Blue Eyes"
The Minotaur weaving toward its meal - Mike Allen "Picasso's Rapture"
Weave the shrouds of joy and great adventure - William Allingham "Aeolian Harp"
Weave the bees, stitch them to their honey - Ahmad Almallah "Some Verse for the Depressed Rebel"
Weaving a web of shadow and sheen - Amber aka Martha Everts Holden "The Brook"
Her quiet fingers weave forgetfulness - Auguste Angellier "Tranquil Habit" transl. by Henry van Dyke
weaving disparate cultures into harmony - Davian Aw "Those Who Tell the Stories"
Weaves it with less gaudy dyes - Benjamin West Ball "The Cemetery in Summer"
Dreams whose thread she weaves - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Poet's Dream"
And weave it of my jealousy - Charles Baudelaire "To a Madonna" transl. not credited
Weaving glass and silk into a dream - Stephen Vincent Benet "Ghost of a Lunatic Asylum"
A wizard air weaves out of dreams - Stephen Vincent Benet "Grand Larceny"
Despair from her weaving old - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Last Vision of Helen"
A tapestry that I would some day weave - Gwendolyn B. Bennett "Advice" [Caroling Dusk: An Anthology of Verse by Negro Poets, ed. by Countee Cullen, 1927]
That weaves stars with the ground - Mei-Mei Berssenbrugge "Jaguar"
Weaves a black thread between white days - Mei-Mei Berssenbrugge "Wonder"
Waltzing the length of a weaving board - Elizabeth Bishop "Visits to St. Elizabeths"
House finch weaving its song - Terry Blackhawk "Maumee, Maumee"
A dream did weave a shade - William Blake "A Dream"
To weave schemes of consolation - Maxwell Bodenheim "The Sword Converses with a Philosopher"
And weave a prayer into your naked stride - Maxwell Bodenheim "To Orrick Johns"
Paint the tissue fancy weaves - Charlotte Bronte "Gilbert II: The Parlour"
Weaving each burden into words - Lauren L. Brown "Willie Mae Brown (1909-1980)"
Weaves the glory of the golden corn - Edward Burrough Brownlow "The Poet"
Weaving her bright chain - Lord Byron "Stanzas for Music"
Weave your rain into a diamond mesh - Harindranath Chattopadhyaya "Worship"
Weaving death's black wing - Rohan Chhetri "Acedia Sestina"
weaving garments of neglect - Lucille Clifton "shadows"
Weave rafts for knife-eyed brides - Dorsey Craft "The Pirate Anne Bonny Says Her Prayers"
Sunshine weaves a net of flickering gleams - C.P. Cranch "Sorrento" [Graham's Magazine v.XL no.4, April 1852]
The magic woof that summer weaves - Olive Custance "In the South"
Weaves his dream of clouds - Ruben Dario "Autumnal" transl. by Thomas Walsh and Salomon de la Selva
Throws shadows o'er the song she weaves - Lucretia Maria Davidson "The Smile of Innocence"
Weave a low and druid chant - Fanny Stearns Davis "Profits"
Weave upon the mind's swift loom - Coningsby Dawson "Hallowe'en"
Weave at Eternity's looms - Benjamin De Casseres "The-Circle-That-Looks-Like-A-Line"
And moonbeams weave a crown - Walter de la Mare "The Flight"
Weaving a web across the rose and dusk - Clarissa Scott Delany "Solace" [Caroling Dusk: An Anthology of Verse by Negro Poets, ed. by Countee Cullen, 1927]
Remains for dreams to weave - Edward Dowden "Atalanta"
But Sadness at nightfall weaves - Enna Duval "Invocation to Sleep"
Of kindred feelings weaves this mystic band - "East and West" [Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, no.CCCLXIV, v.LIX, Feb. 1846]
Weaver of the etherial light - George Eliot "I Grant You Ample Leave"
Weave the sunlight in your hair - T. S. Eliot "La Figlia Che Piange"
Vacant shuttles weave the wind - T.S. Eliot "Gerontion"
Stars weave eternal rings - Ralph Waldo Emerson "The World-Soul"
The proud pavilions that we weave at will - R.C.K. Ensor "Ode to Reality"
Weaving and unweaving what you are - Joseph Fasano "Odysseus"
Wild in the weave - Jennifer Elise Foerster "The Floating World"
Weave a ladder to your heart - Jennifer Elise Foerster "Hokkolen i"
To weave a rope of sun - Jennifer Elise Foerster "Pilot"
a scrawl of hands weaving witchtricks - Amanda Gafford "Tigerlily"
Something fine weaving us round - Zona Gale "The Bureau"
Weave a pathway for the dawning moon - Wilfrid Wilson Gibson "The Torch"
And weave a tale of mystery to the last - Julia Goddard "The Deserted Garden" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 4th series, no.718, 29 Sept. 1877]
Who weaves the winter wool and summer flax - "The Good Goddess of Poverty [A Prose Ballad, translated from the French]" [The Continental Monthly v.4 no.3, Sept. 1863]
Weave a web of lovely words - Mona Gould "Bend Your Head"
Weaving violet shadows on their shining surface - Mona Gould "Tasting the Earth"
Weave the lattice extra tight - Carrie Grigorian "Baking in Different Conditions"
The gods weaving against sundown - Joy Harjo "For Alva Benson, And For Those Who Have Learned to Speak"
Dance the weave of joy and tears - Joy Harjo "Seven Generations"
To weave for Earth a chaplet - Frances E.W. Harper "The Crocuses"
Weaving without stint or measure - Richard Haywarde "The Beating of the Heart" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIV no.2, Feb. 1849]
The softest carpet nature weaves - Leslie Pickney Hill "Summer Magic"
Weave songs fresh as the dew - "IX: Otro Tlaocolcuica Otomitl | An Otomi Song of Sadness" transl. from Nahuatl by Daniel G. Brinton
Weave a bed of reeds and willow limbs - Helene Johnson "Summer Matures" [Caroling Dusk: An Anthology of Verse by Negro Poets, ed. by Countee Cullen, 1927]
Where the Sisters three are weaving - Annie Fellows Johnston "Elinor"
Fingers weave in the dirt - Douglas S. Jones "Sexy in the Food Chain"
Weave a whole roof to the mountain - Kakuhaku "Sennin Poem" (translated by Ezra Pound and possibly others, attribution unclear)
A white kaftan weaved with wind for summer - Karan Kapoor "In an Attempt to Seduce Death My Sister Starts Calling Him Love" [Strange Horizons 17 Feb. 2025]
A silken thread of my own hand's weaving - John Keats "I Had a Dove"
Weave twigs in my hair for clips - Vandana Khanna "Parvati Practices Her Austerities"
Where a three-point star shall weave his beam - Sidney Lanier "To Charlotte Cushman" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.17, no.99, Mar. 1876]
Weaves a veil made of weeping - Else Lasker-Schuler "Homesick" transl. by Michael Hamburger
A daisied counterpane weave - Richard Le Gallienne "To a Dead Friend"
Silver-like thread the tarantula weaves - Ida Lee "The Forest King's Lament"
The act fingermarked upon the weave - Jason Lee "The Wash of Moments"
A chant of women weaving - Eugene Lee-Hamilton "Apollo and Marsyas"
That sea-sprites weave in vain - Eugene Lee-Hamilton "Apollo and Marsyas"
Weave a dance with ropes of gray acorns - Amy Lowell "Teatro Bambino. Dublin, N. H."
Strips my spirit of the pall Time weaves - William M. MacKeracher "Vacation Verse"
Weave their figures in the sky - Douglas Malloch "When the Geese Come North"
Around my dreamy spirit weaves - George Martin "In the Woods of St. Leon"
Weave the garlands of repose - Andrew Marvell "The Garden"
Your tinsel hair weaves the wheel - Cate Marvin "Why I Am Afraid of Turning the Page"
Weave you crowns of living laurel - Theodore Maynard "L'Envoi"
Weave a spell of silence for my voice - Theodore Maynard "Silence"
Weave for thee a cloak of light - Theodore Maynard "The Universal Mother"
Pluck apart capillaries to weave my cradle - Sara S. Messenger "Your Subcutaneous Mermaid"
Weaves a pattern on dull stones - Charlotte Mew "The Fete"
Weaving webs from goblin eyelashes - Lincoln Michel "Another Tuesday Afternoon"
A halo webbed and weaving and electric bright - Amanda Mitzel "Arach"
The heat that language weaves - Simone Muench "Wolf Centos"
And Weavers talk in unknown Phrases - "Mundus Foppensis" [PG lists 'Dubious author: John Evelyn"]
Weave a dream of self - Ali-Shir Nava'i "Love Song of Nava'i (2)" transl. by Dennis Daly
That forgetfulness and weeping weave - Pablo Neruda "Autumn Returns" translated by Donald D. Walsh
That weaves in the devouring depths - Pablo Neruda "Death" transl. by Jack Schmitt
The weavings of those invisible fabrics - Pablo Neruda "Morning IX" transl. by Stephen Tapscott
Weave this wild miracle - Alfred Noyes "Darwin III: The Testimony of the Rocks"
Weaves a crib for my heart - Naomi Shihab Nye "No One Thinks of Tegucigalpa"
Where I weave my strongest spell - "Ode: The Birth of Poesy"
While dark Fate weaves your chaplet - Thomas O'Hagan "Sock it to 'Em"
To every weaver one golden strand - John Oxenham "Weavers All"
If your dreams were thread to weave - Dorothy Parker "To a Much Too Unfortunate Lady"
Weave me from all lovely dust - Josephine Preston Peabody "The Feaster"
As the Sea weaves her path before the light - Josephine Preston Peabody "The Foundling"
Shone with the glow the sunset weaves - Josephine Preston Peabody "The Prophet"
See the light Spring weave her rosy chain - J.G. Percival "Young Love" [The Knickerbocker v.10, no.5, November 1837]
Till the weaver's fingers ache - Po Chu'i "Liao-ling" transl. by Burton Watson
Weaving the universe out of milky strings of chaos - Minnie Bruce Pratt "The Blue Cup"
Weave fair flowers into a weary chain - Adelaide Anne Proctor "Murmurs" [Household Words ed. by Charles Dickens]
Virtue weaves for it a deathless crown - Quince "Ambition" [The Knickerbocker v.10 no.3 Sept. 1837]
To weave a web across the street - Marguerite Radclyffe-Hall "Georgetown, U.S.A."
Weave my raiment of the starlight - Herbert Randall "Hymn Ancestral"
The warp and weave of next spring's flags - Laura Ann Reed "Fortitude"
Weave them with daisies into vacant lot chain fences - Barbara Jane Reyes "Downtown Oakland Poem"
Under the looms weaving us - Charles Reznikoff "[The city breaks in houses to the sea, uneasy with waves]"
Trimmed with lace the spider weaves - Laura Elizabeth Howe Richards "Baby's Valentine"
One dark note weaving endlessly - Lola Ridge "Firehead part I: He 2: The Man from Joppa"
An ancient tapestry of motley weave - Lola Ridge "The Ghetto"
The dream-shapes you weave - Lola Ridge "Still Water (To D.L.)"
Weave silent dances around him - Christina Rossetti "Dream Love"
Winter weaving from flakes a robe - Rumi "I Saw the Winter Weaving" transl. by Rev. Professor Hastie
Weaving dreams in silence - George William Russell "A Vision of Beauty"
Of unreason weave a maze of rhyme - George Santayana "The Poetic Medium"
The weird weaver of doom - D.L. Sayers "Sympathy"
Weaving robes of slumber for her mistress - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"
Where mind weaves absence and regret - E.F. Schraeder "Procrastination (A Lullaby)"
That weave their thread with bones - Shakespeare "Twelfth Night"
Weave a chaplet round the brow of Spring - The Shepherd of Sharondale "The Floral Resurrection" (The Knickerbocker v.23:5, May 1844)
Weave for each other a garment of brightness - Joyce Sidman "Starting Now"
The tangle of truths through which we must weave - Joyce Sidman "Teacher"
The thread and weaving of his way - Clark Ashton Smith "The Star Treader"
Weavings wrought of noon and night - Clark Ashton Smith "The Star Treader"
Weave the fine and coarsest web - Robert Southwell "Times Go by Turns"
Myrtle wove itself into the sheets of sail - Frank Stanford "The Cape"
Weaves a coverlet of dust - George Sterling "Old Anchors"
Weaves it with a troubled wind - George Sterling "White Magic"
The silken weavings of our afternoons - Wallace Stevens "Sunday Morning"
Weave these phantoms by this ancient loom - Elizabeth Drew Barstow Stoddard "Before the Mirror"
Weave a chaplet for the Old Year's bier - Elizabeth Drew Stoddard "November"
Weaving vast traceries out on the fringes of Night - Arthur Stringer "Life-Drunk"
The crown affection weaves and wears - Sidney R. Thompson "At Waking" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.108-v.III, 23 Jan. 1886]
All the sun can weave out of silver seas - Edward Thring "Borth Lyrics: X. The Marsh Circle"
Weaving the fabric of water - Z.G. Tomaszewski "Blackberry"
Weave through turnpike traffic while applying lipstick - Vincent Toro "¿Que Que La Femme?"
Each minstrel weaves his part - Henry van Dyke "The Echo in the Heart"
The wonderful raiment that summer weaves - Henry van Dyke "The Foolish Fir-Tree"
The finger of radiant winter weaves - Emile Verhaeren "La Multiple Splendeur: The Glory of the Heavens" transl. by Alma Strettell
Weary weaving of curves and lines - Emile Verhaeren "Les Villages Illusoires: The Rope-Maker" transl. by Alma Strettell
Weave the zig-zag pathway - Bertrand N.O. Walker [Hen-toh] "A Song of a Navajo Weaver"
The deadly spider weave his pall - Wm. Wallace "Perditi"
And weave but nets to catch the wind - John Webster "The Burial"
Whose notes still braid and weave - Judy Patterson Wenzel "Venezia"
Weaves the one self she wears - John Hall Wheelock "Night Has Its Fear"
Weave your flaming splendours o'er me - F.H. Wood "At the Mill" [Chambers' Journal of Popular Literature, Science, and Art, 5th series, no.124-v.III, 15 May 1886]
Weave a net your soul to stay - "Work Away" [Harper's New Monthly v.3 no.14, July 1851]
Weave her a chain of silver twist - Elinor Wylie "The Falcon"
Where threads of gold the sun enweaves - Walter Crane "Queen Summer; Or, The Tourney of the Lily and the Rose"
Enweaves the light in woof as bright - Harriet Monroe "Love Song"
Reweave the fabric of liminal unravelings - Marilyn Hacker "Interval"
Reweave its patterning of silver wave - Edith Wharton "Elegy"
A river flooding the underweave - Charles Wright "Double Salt"
Weaving and unweaving what you are - Joseph Fasano "Odysseus"
Where shadows rebuild and unweave - Archibald Lampman "Inter Vias"
Unweaving my dreams each century - Ann K. Schwader "Of Ithaca & Ice"
On a woven modesty of cloud - Lascelles Abercrombie "Marriage Song"
The circlet woven of his soul's final art - Mike Allen "La Donna del Lago"
Wove her a cloak of silvery mist - Amber aka Martha Everts Holden "The Story of a Rose"
woven with footprints of all the ghosts - Wale Ayinla "To Disappear into a Song Wide Enough to Drown"
Through the dusky-woven veil of time - Benjamin West Ball "Athens"
Wove a rich asbestic web - Benjamin West Ball "Elfin Land"
The keen precision of your words wove a silver thread - Gwendolyn B. Bennett "Advice" [Caroling Dusk: An Anthology of Verse by Negro Poets, ed. by Countee Cullen, 1927]
Woven from cloth whole and tattered - Bruce Boston "All the Starry Audience"
Ash woven into a distant sky - Julia Bouwsma "Dear ghosts, you say all our bones are made of paper"
The night woven into a net - William Brewer "Playing Along"
A net was woven round my feet - Charlotte Bronte "Gilbert II: The Parlour"
Woven of human joys and cares - Rupert Brooke "The Dead"
Of spun fire and woven gloom - F. O. Call "Calvary"
A curtain of spun fire and woven gloom - Frank Oliver Call "Calvary"
The swallows wove and rewove their crooked flight - Giosue Carducci "On a Saint Peter's Eve" transl. by Frank Sewall
Woven into the battlements of prayer - Shutta Crum "Everything is Far"
Dark seam woven of regret - Shutta Crum "How Poetry Reframes the Moment"
Woven like water, through itself - Natalie Diaz "lake-loop"
A new course woven and spun - Dom "Year's End"
Where bloodlines and rivers are woven together - Ansel Elkins "Native Memory"
Wove it from tree leaves and piles of hay - Daniel Errico "The Particular Way of Odd Ms. McKay"
Woven through the heart of night - Eleanor Farjeon "Fairy-Time"
The hangings woven all of rocks and mosses - E. Fonton "A Vigil with St. Louis" [The Continental Monthly v.5 no.1, Jan. 1864]
Woven by the troubled loom of night - Zona Gale "Exercise in Spenserians"
Wrapped her in a shawl of woven sparks - Emily Jiang & R.B. Lemberg "Salamander Song"
Woven from the cloth of Tyre - Fenton Johnson "The Vision of Lazarus"
Nightshade all, with gloomy cypress wove - Fanny Kemble "Lines for Music [Oh, sunny love!"
Blue jays & redbirds wove light through leaves - Yusef Komunyakaa "The Whistle"
History woven from the plural - Christopher Kondrich "Peace Epic"
Woven of water and the moon - Archibald Lampman "Winter-Store"
An endless tapestry the past has woven - D.H. Lawrence "Dreams Old and Nascent"
Spun from the moon and woven dark with willow - Ruth Lechlitner "How Many Summers"
Scorns and triumphs woven in our cloaks - Vachel Lindsay "A Meditation on the Sun"
A diadem woven with rue - Amy Lowell "Crowned"
Where the gods' romances are woven in wondrous dream - E.M. "The Lathe of Morpheus: A Dream Song/A tribute to B.C. from E.M."
Thin veils, woven of thought - Rose Macaulay "Trinity Sunday"
Wove in red for every deed - Alice C. MacDonell "The Weaving of the Tartan"
In robes of woven diamond dust - Theodore Maynard "At Woodchester"
Pain and sorrow woven - Theodore Maynard "To Any Saint"
A strain Titania wove - Francis Neilson "The Music of My Heart"
Purple honey woven fiber by fiber - Pablo Neruda "Not Only the Albatross" transl. by Jack Schmitt
The complexity of wild paths and webs woven - Margaret Noodin "Gidiskinaadaa Mitigwaakiing/Woodland Liberty"
The wreath woven by the river - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Prophecy and Fulfilment" [sic]
The vines with woven hands clambered and clung - Josephine Preston Peabody "The Singing Man"
Transfigures to woven bramble - Kailee Pedersen "Aviary"
Wore a suit of woven water - Kiki Petrosino "In Louisa"
Patterns from heaven to be woven by human hands - Po Chu'i "Liao-ling" transl. by Burton Watson
Woven over wood and prairie - Alexander Posey "Autumn"
Woven of sunshine, water, and birdsong - Rena Priest "Tour of a Salmonberry"
And wove in nets of sorrow - Adelaide Anne Proctor "Verse: Two Worlds"
Music woven of countless strains - Marguerite Radclyffe-Hall "An Autumn Ride: Malvern"
Woven of sun and cloud - Theodore H. Rand "Fairy Glen"
The vast webs woven of tumult - Theodore H. Rand "Sea Music"
Woven of frost and fire - Alice Wellington Rollins "October"
In veil of woven gloom - Abram Joseph Ryan (aka Father Ryan) "Song of the Deathless Voice"
Scaling its woven stairways - David St. John "Guitar"
My path is woven in snow through the abyss - Herman George Scheffauer "The Masque of the Elements"
This suspicion once wove Atlantis through us - Ann K. Schwader "To Theia"
Who wove their threnody with foot & flute - Ann K. Schwader "The Winds of Sesqua Valley"
Warped and woven there spun we - William Bell Scott "The Witch's Ballad"
All woven with midsummer dreams - Evalyn Callahan Shaw "October"
The tissue of all wings is woven - Virna Sheard "Dreams"
Woven hymns of night and day - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"
Beneath the sinuous veil of woven wind - Percy Bysshe Shelley "Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude"
Woven of a thousand strands - May Sinclair "The Dark Night (XVIII)"
Like woven amber, finely spun - Clark Ashton Smith "Strangeness"
Wove the long braid down my back - Maggie Smith "Twentieth Century"
Woven with the shadows of my dream - George Sterling "The Killdee"
Woven a veil for the weeping face - Algernon Charles Swinburne "The Triumph of Time"
Sixteen clumps of sticks woven high into the oaks - Keith Taylor "In Memory: Dan Minock"
Woven of Nature's richest stuffs - Henry David Thoreau "Haze"
Woven magic of the wistful years - Eunice Tietjens "To S"
The woven cloth of wonder - Iris Tree "[From far away the lost adventures gleam]"
In the woven air of the saints - Afaa Michael Weaver "Midnight Air in Louisville"
The tall thought-woven sails - W.B. Yeats "They went forth to the Battle, but they always fell"
Nor my woven fate unravelled - Francis Brett Young "Thamar (To Thamar Karsavina)"
A path already woven cannot be altered - Hal Y. Zhang "Majorana, Back Again"
Radiance woven into kisses - Veronica Zondek "cold fire 16" transl. by Katherine Silver
Spider webs woven into the shadows - Veronica Zondek "cold fire 17" transl. by Katherine Silver
With the capricious chime of interwoven notes - Edith Wharton "Nightingales in Provence"
Inwoven of moonbeams and foam - Walter de la Mare "The Unfinished Dream"
Low-breathed air and inwoven melody - J.B. Trend "During Music: Fantasy and Fugue"
Thy chain shall prove a sand-woven rope - Frances Anne Kemble "Lines Written at Venice in October, 1865" [Lippincott's Magazine of Popular Literature and Science, v.XVII, no.97, Jan. 1876]
The silver chill caught in our wind-woven walls - Mari Ness "ICE"
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