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somethingdarker) wrote2011-03-24 12:40 am
somethingdarker) wrote2011-03-24 12:40 am
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Potential Titles: Own
Disown.
We're all on our own sinking islands - Hanif Abdurraqib "Glamor on the West Streets/Silver Over Everything"
The white cliffs of our own native land - "Abroad"
Owls to sing their own dark songs - Duane Ackerson "What If"
A house of my own making - Carl Adamshick "Black Snow [I came home]"
Covered with his own words - Etel Adnan "Night"
Our decision to sneak out to find our own sky - Mary Alexandra Agner "Adero's Wheel"
My own deep unknown, the human mystery - Mary Alexandra Agner "Be True"
We grow our own religion - Saida Agostini "black aphrodite entertains a mortal lover"
Forced to craft my own light, my own hope - Casey Aimer "Body Revolt"
Family mirrors haunt their own reflections - Elizabeth Alexander "Ladders"
Make my own time, counterfeit the minutes - Mike Allen "How I Will Outwit the Time Thieves"
My own man in the eyes of the law - Mike Allen "The Journey to Kailash"
An impediment of your own creation - Alise Alousi "Poetry"
Too young to own the flame - "The Alter'd Lay"
Struggling to navigate my own way - Julia Alvarez "Passing On"
A minotaur of your own making - Julia Alvarez "Touching Bottom"
Your own broken and soldered together heart - Mouna Ammar "Permission"
A call that requires you to hear your own whisper - Mouna Ammar "What it's Like"
Branches from her own heart crept - "Anthology of Jugoslav Poetry CXXVI: Dream of the Holy Virgin" transl. by J.W. Wiles
Speaks from its own sky - Raymond Antrobus "I Want the Confidence of"
In his own darkness - Homero Aridjis (transl. by George McWhirter) "The angel and the woman"
Won't see his own shadow hit bottom - Homero Aridjis (transl. by George McWhirter) "Red light district"
Pre-registered for her own eventual absence - Rae Armantrout "Hoard"
Slaves to our own false truths - Atticus "Love Her Wild"
Bound to its own annihilation - Cameron Awkward-Rich "Essay on the Awkward/Black/Object"
Rising, luminous, from its own bones - Rebecca Baggett "Chestnut"
And your own hastiness to blame - George A. Baker "A Reformer"
Your own tragic edge of a rug - Mary Jo Bang "G Is Going"
A surgeon to my own demise - Mary Jo Bang "G Is Going"
Their own secret inflection of want - Mary Jo Bang "The Medicinal Cotton Clouds Come Down to Cover Them"
Time holding its own drape - Mary Jo Bang "Origin of the Impulse to Speak"
And scarce believes the altered voice her own - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"
Caught in her own fatal snare - Maurice Baring "Phedre"
Time with its own logic - Catherine Barnett "2020"
To rescue time from its own worst foe - Elizabeth Bartlett "The House of Sleep"
Gave image its own reflection - Elizabeth Bartlett "The House of Sleep"
Can hear his own answered call - Elizabeth Bartlett "Self-Evident"
as his own yellow sign - Elizabeth Bartlett "time is a palette"
Mistook the maid for his own Psyche - "The Belles of Williamsburg"
But never owns their sway - Thomas Blacklock "The Author's Picture"
Wants a river that makes its own way - Robert Bly "Men and Women"
Our own altered histories and future visions - Bruce Boston "Dream People"
The poisonous elements in our own composition - Bruce Boston "Parchment People"
Its own unaddressed question - John Bosworth "A Boy Can Wear a Dress"
And each his own apostle - William Lisle Bowles "Banwell Hill: Part Second"
The night shakes out its own lament - Russell Brakefield "Field Recordings"
I needed to fire an arrow of my damn own - Nickole Brown "Self-Portrait as Land Snail"
Running from the freedom of my own blood - Mahogany L. Browne "Goodnight, Moon"
Forced to look outside their own heartbreak - Mahogany L. Browne "I Remember Death by its Proximity to What I Love"
Of a world breaking its own heart - Mahogany L. Browne "The 19th Amendment & My Mama"
Fulfil their own depletions - Elizabeth Barrett Browning "A Drama of Exile"
The right of your own griefs - Elizabeth Barrett Browning "A Drama of Exile"
Of his own soul afraid - Elizabeth Barrett Browning "The Poet's Vow"
Heaven's own shining floor - Elizabeth Barrett Browning "The Seraphim"
The moments of thine own eternity - Elizabeth Barrett Browning "The Seraphim"
Looking at your own fingerprints - Joseph Bruchac "Prints"
Into their own constituency of promise - Anthony Butts "Mist and Fog"
In a house of earth's own granite - Witter Bynner "Apollo Troubadour"
Who own the mantle of the sky - Witter Bynner "The Last Words of Tolstoi"
A corpse, your own or someone else's - Scott Cairns "Embalming"
Regal as Juno's own - C.S. Calverley "Companion: A Tale of a Grandfather"
Her own proof of immortality - Tommaso Campanella "XXVI. Conscience" transl. by John Addington Symonds
Nowhere except its own elsewhere - Julie Carr "A Fourteen-Line Poem on Heteronymic"
That held its own attention - Tina Chang "Astroturf"
Between war and my own luck - Tina Chang "Birth"
Search the borders for my own disappearance - Tina Chang "Hybrida: A Zuihitsu"
Sew the night onto your own coat - Chen Chen "Night Falls Like a Button"
Who are becoming their own storms - Chen Chen "When I Grow Up I Want to Be a List of Further Possibilities"
Your own incandescent lives - Pearl Cleage "We Speak Your Names"
will become her own ghost - Lucille Clifton "incantation"
Leave my own buried roots - Arthur Hugh Clough "The Hidden Love"
The ringing of my own true blade - Mary E. Coleridge "A Huguenot"
That our own hands fashion - Katherine Eleanor Conway "The Heaviest Cross of All"
Why do I shrink to own the bitter truth? - Mrs. Martha W. Cook "A Spirit's Reproach" [The Continental Monthly v.4 no.2, August 1863]
Quits his own vine's securing shade - Charles Cotton "Contentation"
By cultivating his own woe - Charles Cotton "Contentation"
own a debt from every man - jason b crawford "Untitled 1975-86"
Who fight in quarrels not their own - Rev. William Crowe "On F.W. the King of Prussia's Ineffectual Attempt on Warsaw"
I never look at my own face in the mirror - Cynthia Cruz "In This Light the Junk Undergoes a Transfiguration; It Shines"
Turned each to his own self - H.D. "Circe"
And drown in his own reflection - Laura Da' "Bad Wolf"
Silence carries its own venom - Jim Daniels "Boxing Toward the Promised Land"
Its own venom and many false antidotes - Jim Daniels "Boxing Toward the Promised Land"
But the body has its own narrative - Teri Ellen Cross Davis "Migraines have their say"
The live man meeting his own ghost - Coningsby Dawson "The Hill-Tower"
Rounded by my own gravity - Meg Day "If You're Staying, I'll Stay Too"
And own their boldest fictions may be true - Luís de Camões "The Lusiad; or, The Discovery of India: Book I. Argument" transl. by William Julius Mickle
Made me a changeling to my own - Walter de la Mare "Bewitched"
Narcissus orbiting around his own fracture point - Jace Deangelo "Wide-Shining Craters"
Pursuing my own version of the truth - Toi Derricotte "Burial Sites [excerpt]"
Found the dark on my own - Danielle DeTiberus "The Artist Signs Her Masterpiece, Immodestly"
Transformed by their own long burning - Danielle DeTiberus "The Artist Signs Her Masterpiece, Immodestly"
Secure against its own - Emily Dickinson "The Soul unto itself (683)"
You drawn your own breath - Tim Dlugos "Great Art"
Courage makes his own chair - Dom "Number Cruncher: Here's a Crowd"
Shocked by their own power - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Every effort botched in its own wrong way - Timothy Donnelly "To His Own Device"
Infidels of our own high mysteries - Edward Dowden "By the Window"
Sweet potatoes root for their own harvest - Camille T. Dungy "Frequently Asked Questions: #4"
Ringing their own silent bells - Stephen Dunn "From the Tower at the Top of the Winding Stairs"
Map of thine own fortitude - Helen Parry Eden "Bournemouth to Poole"
The Red Sea of mine own passion - Helen Parry Eden "A Prayer for St Innocent's Day"
Hold my own hand - Natalie Eilbert "Crescent Moons"
And danced with my own vanishing - Claudia Emerson "House-Sitting"
Strong Hades could not keep his own - Ralph Waldo Emerson "Uriel"
Bring your own horizon - Elaine Equi "Where You Been?"
In her own cold isolation - Mari Evans "Modern American Suite in Four Movements"
The dark has its own blindfold - Tarfia Faizullah "Aubade with Sage and Lemon"
Built for my own mind - Tarfia Faizullah "Poem Full of Worry Ending with My Birth"
The sounds of their own grief - Tarfia Faizullah "You Ask Why Write About It Again"
Etched on your own palm - Tarfia Faizullah "Your Own Palm"
With readings and sonar echoes of our own - Henry Farnan "How to Make Contact with a Lost Star System"
The exile in its own autumnal house - Joseph Fasano "Testimony"
Even your footprints are not your own - Andrew Feld "Great Hill Lyric"
At the mercy of my own bravery - Camonghne Felix "Thank God I Can't Drive"
We became our own vaccine - Adam Fell "Sorry I Don't Feel Like Talking About Golf Today"
Their own infamy creating - John Gould Fletcher "Sharaku Dreams"
A bride of my own lamentation - Jennifer Elise Foerster "Hvmken 16"
In her own solitary direction - Jennifer Elise Foerster "The Other Side"
scheduled to announce their own identities - Robert Frazier and Andrew Joron "Cities in Fog"
The mind's own fire beneath the cool skin - John Freeman "The Body"
And the sun by its own power seems to be undone - Robert Frost "An Encounter"
Carry our own map to disaster - Jeannine Hall Gailey "Every Human Is a Black Box"
Empty as his own expectations - Jeannine Hall Gailey "Introduction to Engineering by Wile E. Coyote, Super Genius"
With atrocity's own smoke - James Galvin "Fire Season"
The radiance of my own anarchy - Andrea Gibson "Boomerang Valentine"
A kinder way to say my own name - Andrea Gibson "Good Light"
Pouring bubbles into your own bloodbath - Andrea Gibson "Your Life"
Fleeing in fear from their own shadows - Charles Gibson "Sonnets IX"
Feathered from its own wing - Michelle Gil-Montero "First Forty Days"
Made from your own silver-tipped wishes - Nikita Gill "The Moon Writes a Love Letter to Artemis"
Drowning inside your own bones - Nikita Gill "A Secret from Me to You"
Taste my own memories - Nikita Gill "Sorcery"
At the edge of your own abyss - Nikita Gill "Young Zeus: The Crossroads"
The fire of my own heart - Louise Gluck "The Red Poppy"
Passageway that are their own harvest - Amelia Gorman "Pickling Dog"
A long memory from my own name - Rae Gouirand "Inheritance"
Boast their own unsaid things - Rae Gouirand "Quince Suite"
A bitter brew mixed with my own hand - Mona Gould "This Bitter Brew"
The doctrine of our own breath - Peter Grandbois "When your son abandons the lawnmower for the second time in as many days"
That will always be her own to hold - Preston Grassmann "The Doors of a Drowned City"
Its own inheritance and time - Leah Naomi Green "Week Five: Measure"
Even our own souls were silent - Linda Gregerson "At the Window"
A fish of my own spirit - Linda Gregg "Whole and Without Blessing"
A speck, like kindling for its own distant fire - John Grey "Distant People Gravitate to Distant Worlds"
Holding my own absence in faith - Rachel Eliza Griffiths "Elegy, Surrounded by Seven Trees"
The glory of our own molten territories - Wendy Guerra "Winter Sports" transl. by Nancy Naomi Carlson and Esperanza Hope Snyder
With your own starry cheek - Laurie Ann Guerrero "Blessing"
Warped by its own bad passions - G.H.H. "Night and Morning" (from The Knickerbocker, v. 23:3, March 1844)
Stumbled down into your own shadow - Joy Harjo "The Returning"
Impenetrable as its own beauty - Jim Harrison "The Golden Window"
Your own path of hard turns - K.D. Harryman "Whipping"
A country by my own heart walled - F.W. Harvey "Since I Have Loved"
A thin moon of my own dismay - Robert Hass "The Apple Trees at Olema"
To guard their own Thermopylae - Felicia Hemans "Alaric in Italy"
Like their own volcano's fire - Felicia Hemans "The Death of Conradin"
Rising in the glow of Love's own fire - Sophia Magaretta Hensley "A Shadow"
An enemy of their own desires - Faylita Hicks "The Birth Mother's Red Bath for Courage"
Our eyes enact their own seasons - Conrad Hilberry "Letter to the North"
Find its own sad rhymes - Conrad Hilberry "Sloth"
Coax my own sustenance from the earth - AE Hines "What Did You Imagine Would Grow?"
Absorbed by your own concentration - Jane Hirshfield "My Skeleton"
The first language is not our own - Linda Hogan "Map"
Play hypocrite to my own heart - Gerard Manley Hopkins "Peace"
The light of our own dreaming - Andrew Hudgins "Two Strangers Enter Sodom"
Remind me of my own declining sun - J. Hunt, Jr. "Evening"
Owns a paradise of glass - Aldous Huxley "Private Property"
With the moon's own sadness - Jean Ingelow "Divided"
Revealed my own unrest - Jean Ingelow "The Four Bridges"
Opened our eyes when his own were closed - Muhammad Iqbal "The Secrets of the Self"
Spoke our own gospels like mad messiahs - K. Iver "Gospel for Missy During Our Three-Day Birthday Season"
Spinning his eyes in their own pirouette - K. Iver "Sleeping Beauty"
The winter's own release - Helen Hunt Jackson "January"
Tired of its own mysteries - Allison Eir Jenks "Black Magic"
Grow at the pace of our own hearts - Allison Eir Jenks "Exit"
inside its own electric equilibrium - Katrine Øgaard Jensen "Light of the World"
forked tongue out tasting his own aimless circles - Tamara Jerée "In the Cult of Nearly-Lost Dreams"
Gave his motherboard its own mirror - Tamara Jerée "Warship Captain Application [Section 29.2 Saved as Draft in SAIS]"
Even our own stories feel vacant - Gabriel Jesiolowski "Entry for Not an Island"
But who owns any certainty - Joe Jimenez "Broken Retablo for Being on My Back, My Feet Bare & in the Air"
To jeopardize my own supremacy - "John Bull to Jonathan" [The Continental Monthly v.2 no.3, Sept. 1862]
For my own soul overboiling - Kimberly Johnson "Farrow"
A prince whom princes own - Lionel Johnson "The Roman Stage"
kissed by my own flame - Camisha L. Jones "Wrecking Ball"
Each step farther into my own silhouette - Saeed Jones "Last Portrait as Boy"
The burned light of his own country - Judy Jordan "Prologue"
Through the darkness with his own becoming light - June Jordan "July 4, 1974"
Bodies moving to their own influences - Allison Joseph "Soul Train"
A garden inside my own ribs aflourish - Mary Karr "Disgraceland"
Blind to your own eye's intricate machine - Mary Karr "Field of Skulls"
Our own name on the line - Janet Kauffman "Their Books Would Write Us"
A silken thread of my own hand's weaving - John Keats "I Had a Dove"
A bride burning like her own planet - Vandana Khanna "Because You Forgot Me, I Am Weird in the World"
You forget the music your own voice makes - Vandana Khanna "For Some Girls It's Impossible"
My own constellation of pathetic disasters - Vandana Khanna "Parvati Rewrites Myth"
Wise in his own conceit - Joyce Kilmer "The Morning Meditations of Frere Hyacinthus"
Mists of his own ashes - Galway Kinnell "The Fundamental Project of Technology"
The prosecutor and defense of my own heart - Halee Kirkwood "Self-Portrait as the Changeling"
The dust-mote mottled skies of our own minds - Jennifer L. Knox "Hive Minds"
Once our genes were our own - David C. Kopaska-Merkel "Excess Baggage"
Become my own myth - Maxine Kumin "Male Privilege"
Its own pattern twisted into the branches - Ellen Kushner "Gwydion's Loss of Llew"
Leave you to the miracle of your own misfortune - Danusha Laméris "U-Pick Orchards"
This room made warm by our own resources - Deborah Landau "Ecstasies"
Towards their own democratic end - Jason Lee "The Wash of Moments"
No poem survives its own translation - Yoon Ha Lee "Stella Rosetta"
Delivered by its own desolation - R.B. Lemberg "The Broken Hill and the Breath"
Despairing of my own energy - R.B. Lemberg "Iron Burns Out"
Who will own our names - M.L. Liebler "Late Autumn Fire"
Your own bones will hold you up - Ada Limon "The Commute"
The ghostly cofferdam of my own mind - Ada Limon "Fifteen Balls of Feathers"
Held tight with our own explosives - Ada Limon "Fifteen Balls of Feathers"
Buoyed by your own coalition with the air - Ada Limon "How to Give Up"
Rotated and spun in our own isolations - Ada Limon "Not Enough"
Do not hold my own escape against me - Ada Limon "Thirteen Feral Cats"
Becoming her own wild whisper - Ada Limon "The Widening Road"
Grasped my eager heart in my own talons - Cecilia Llompart "Do Not Speak of the Dead"
Phantoms having their own funerals - Cecilia Llompart "Do Not Speak of the Dead"
A tending to my own geography - Casandra Lopez "The Hottest June"
My own book of your last hours - Audre Lorde "Legacy -- Hers"
Drumming the Old One's own tattoo - James Russell Lowell "Credidimus Jovem Regnare"
Baffled with its own omniscience - James Russell Lowell "Credidimus Jovem Regnare"
When life was its own spur - James Russell Lowell "An Epistle to George William Curtis"
Night has its own quiet stepping - Alessandra Lynch "Meditation on Rain"
Articles of their own impermanence - Thomas Lynch "Lessons from Berkeley"
Refreshed my own parched season - Naomi Long Madgett "Old Wine"
We chose evolution in our own timeline - Nisa Malli "Autologous Transplant"
Forge a desert with my own arms - Sally Wen Mao "The Toll of the Sea"
Worships his own desire - Don Marquis "The God-Maker, Man"
Mock our own blood on the thorns - Don Marquis "The Tavern of Despair"
Crushed under its own dream - Dawn Lundy Martin "Perspective is Supposed to Yield Clarity"
Grapes fall under their own command - Herbert Woodward Martin "Standing Beneath Grapes"
To release our own trapped music - David Tomas Martinez "Trap Music"
During their own windy migrations - Adrian Matejka "October Sonnet"
My past was its own face - John McCarthy "Pickup Truck"
Our own great ranges of feelings - Heather McHugh "A Physics"
Your own broken heart held tightly in your fist - Lynette Mejía "Harrowing"
In my own skin in this infinity mirror - Lynn Melnick "Poem Entering the Apple Valley Target"
Digging his own grave with every breath - Nancy Mercado "I Have Seen"
Bearing burdens not our own - Dante Micheaux "Center Ring"
Corrupted by their own illusions - Dante Micheaux "Outside, the Prophet"
In a foreign country in my own head - Jane Miller "Life's Ironies"
A museum of her own imagination - Poupeh Missaghi "Symptoms that May Be Signs of Some Things"
Each of us pleased with his own art - "The Monk and His Pet Cat" transl. by Kuno Meyer
And through sweet Nature's ruin trace her own - Robert Montgomery "Melancholy" [Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction v.12 no.337, Oct. 25, 1828]
All prophetic of our own decay - Robert Montgomery "Mortality" [Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction v.12 no.337, Oct. 25, 1828]
Took into body my own self - Yesenia Montilla "a brief meditation on breath"
So much exposure to my own bereavement - Yesenia Montilla "a brief meditation on breath"
A lone dark seed with its own white soul - David Mook "Milkweed"
No safe haven I could ever own - Kamilah Aisha Moon "Samaria Rice, Tamir's Mother"
The stars had language of their own - Dugald Moore "Julia"
Never seen our own face - Saretta Morgan 'from "Plan Upon Arrival"'
Cuts her own self from the clay - Angel Nafis "King of Kreations"
Trifling with all who own her sway - John Napier "Who Knows?"
Undergoing her own kind of catharsis - Okwudili Nebeolisa "A Different Farming Tale"
Eurydice's own choice - Francis Neilson "Music in Hades"
Let the circus admire our own dexterity - Pablo Neruda "Elegy: XIV" transl. by Ilan Stavans
Ordains its own unwinding - Pablo Neruda "The Word" transl. by Alastair Reid
Whose own gravity consumes them - Caroline Harper New "Fieldnotes on Juniper"
Our own small sins grown in the dark - Caroline Harper New "Interview with a Cervidologist"
Standard of his own chronology - Cardinal John Henry Newman "The Dream of Gerontius"
My own bouts of pan-pipe sickness - Grace Nichols "Lost in Translation"
Gave their secrets to his own heart's keeping - Meredith Nicholson "Three Friends"
Build his own stairs to heaven - Alfred Noyes "Night and the Abyss"
As at the gaze of his own cold Medusa - Alfred Noyes "Night and the Abyss"
Prays in no language but his own - Naomi Shihab Nye "Half-and-Half"
The scent of its own full shape - Naomi Shihab Nye "Words When We Need Them"
Carnivores in their own essential food chain - Achy Obejas "Dancing in Paradise"
His own eternal night - Cynthia Dewi Oka "Portrait of My Father as a Pianist"
Oak trees with their own history of migration - Jose Olivarez "You Must Be Present"
Your own vanishing song - Mary Oliver "The Loon on Oak-Head Pond"
No one owns the hearts of birds - Mary Oliver "Winter and the Nuthatch"
Left to her own abandon - January Gill O'Neil "For Ella"
Over the waters of our own darkness - James Oppenheim "We Dead"
Your own personalized orange revolution - Jena Osman "To the Reader"
By her own soul possessed - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Lines"
From my own back in scarlet shreds - Wilfred Owen "A Terre"
Foreseen his own eclipse - Gregory Pardlo "Giornata 8"
To struggle and claim his own - Arthur Caswell Parker "My Race Shall Live Anew"
Worth only its own weight - Linda Pastan "The Burglary"
The understudy to her own life - Linda Pastan "Dido and Aeneas: After Purcell"
Sing the song of its own execution - Linda Pastan "Late September Smile"
In its own winding purgatory - Linda Pastan "Marking Time"
Attempts to escape from its own ashes - Phan Nhien Hao "May" (translated by Hai-Dang Phan)
Each contains its own dream - Carl Phillips "Electric"
To each its own urgency - Carl Phillips "If You Will, I Will"
Building your own refuge - Emilio Porta
White as god's own ribs - D.A. Powell "corydon & alexis, redux"
The echoes of his own discords - Adelaide Anne Proctor "Verse: Two Worlds"
The first hint of my own violence - Sina Queyras "Years"
Around her own stacks of dynamite - Sina Queyras "Years"
Earth owns no smiles in absence - Quince "Absence" [The Knickerbocker v.10 no.3 Sept. 1837]
More substantial than their own joy - Charles Rafferty "Blackbirds"
By the night of her own grief - Theodore H. Rand "'By the Love'"
But rather truth for love's own sake - Theodore H. Rand "Conduct"
In the soul's own hot equators - Theodore Rand "Song-Waves"
The bride of my own sad light - Julian Randall "The King Is Dead, Long Live the King"
The scorpion tail of her voice speared its own pain - Alexandra Lytton Regalado "¿Qué Quiere, Corazón?"
Leads her to her own blue sphere - Sam C. Reid, Jr. "Summer's Night"
Out of the fullness of my own reality - Ariana Reines "The Economy"
My own voice frozen in the yard - Paisley Rekdal "The Cry"
On her own terms in cold, in silence - Adrienne Rich "An Atlas of the Difficult World"
Displaced from their own habitat - Adrienne Rich "Octobrish"
Thought at its own axis may be whorled - Lola Ridge "Appulse"
His own eyeful against the other's eyeful - Lola Ridge "Emma Goldman"
Tearing at their own roots - Lola Ridge "Moscow Bells, 1917"
Have known only my own shallows - Lola Ridge "Submerged"
Whose glory is our own - James Whitcombe Riley "The Silent Victors"
Drain their own kisses as they drink - James Whitcombe Riley "The Song I Never Sing"
No more than they own flowers - Rainer Maria Rilke from The Book of Hours (translated by Babette Deutsch)
Resplendent in our own bad planning - Valencia Robin "There"
Till even my own dream dies - Rennell Rodd "By the South Sea"
Using the Past's own export vessels - Rachel Rodman "The Past Is a Foreign Country"
With faith as honest as your own - Alice Wellington Rollins "Doubt"
Brought in by the winds of our own stormy reluctance - Levi Romero "the cherry end of your cigarette against the pale sky"
Now her own sister in stone - Isaac Rosenberg "Spring, 1916"
You could buy your own name - Margaret Ross "Evolution"
Growls at nothing but his own heartbeat - Mark Rudolph "Tarot Cards and UFOs"
Penning his own requiem - Ira Sadoff "Biographical Sketch"
A stranger to my own ruin - Erika L. Sanchez "A Woman Runs on the First Day of Spring"
Looks with strange horror on her own abyss - George Santayana "A Hermit of Carmel"
Or less than your own - May Sarton "Best Friend"
Beside my own mystery - May Sarton "A Handful of Thyme"
From truth's own glass of fire - Friedrich Schiller "Hymn to Joy" transl. not credited
Who fills the future with your own blood - Ollie Schminkey "The First Rule of Buoyancy"
The acid of its own long dying - Ann K. Schwader "Aurelia Aurita"
Perfects its own malign intent - Ann K. Schwader "Cordyceps zombii"
Hostage to her own event horizon - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"
In my own custom of gathering breath - Teresa J. Scollon "Summer Solstice in Black River Falls"
May I for my own self song's truth reckon - "The Seafarer" transl. from 'the early Anglo-Saxon' by Ezra Pound
Nothing at all except Time which owns all things - Tobias Seamon "Halos"
The realm you built to your own grandeur - Alexandra Seidel "The City that Wasn't There"
Maybe all arrive in their own time - Diane Seuss "Gertrude Stein"
Silence has its own roar - Diane Seuss "Silence Is So Accurate, Rothko Wrote"
Drawn by your own sweet skill - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XVI"
With nature's own hand painted - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XX"
Despise not your own - Taras Shevchenko "To the Dead" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter
The one thing they cannot make their own - Crystal Sidell "The Truth About Doppelgangers"
A word hunting its own meaning - Joyce Sidman "He"
The rhythm of your own heart's disquiet - Joyce Sidman "How to Find a Poem"
Out through the door of my own shadow - Joyce Sidman "Song of Bravery"
Nothing on our own - Joyce Sidman and Rick Allen "Winter Bees"
Eons from even our own moon - Tracy K. Smith "Sci-Fi"
Champions of their own dreams - Gary Soto "Australia Backwoods"
Before we severed our own wings - Lyz Soto "Today I Am Full of Birds"
Ungrateful creatures with their own lives - A.E. Stallings "The Dogdom of the Dead"
To sink the ashes of their own experience - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Protest of Faith: to Rev. --"
Our own motions in a freedom of air - Wallace Stevens "The Rock I: Seventy Years Later"
The labrinthine ways of my own mind - Charles Warren Stoddard "Ave Maria Bells"
Of your own nervous blood - Dao Strom "Instrument"
Their own river of beating hearts - Alison Swan "True Story"
Burnt to lava by your heart's own flame - Carmen Sylva "'Vengeance Is Mine,' Saith the Lord"
The secrets we stopper within our own mouths - Sonya Taaffe "Amitruq Nekyia"
With the garland from my own throat - Rabindranath Tagore "This Day Will Pass"
Any wrongs are products of your own mind - Bogi Takács "You Are Here" [24 Nov. 2014 Strange Horizons]
a door that cannot find its own name - Fargo Nissim Tbakhi "Last Sky World Burn"
Only my own spirit's pride - Sara Teasdale "Alone"
In its own fourfold embrace - Francis Thompson "New Year's Chimes"
To call your distant soul their own - Henry David Thoreau "The Atlantides"
looking for an orbit to call its own - Edwin Torres "The Law of the Apple"
Gears towards its own sun - Rodrigo Toscano "Habilitas"
To sun not its own but felt as its own - Rodrigo Toscano "Habilitas"
A book turning its own bright pages - Paul Tran "Taurus Sun, Cancer Moon, Scorpio Rising"
My own host and guest and ghost - Iris Tree "[I feel so much alone]"
An army fierce upon its own destruction - Iris Tree "Zeppelins: 1 A. M."
Exiles in their own homeland - Natasha Trethewey "Native Guard"
Be you in your own sky - Mark Turcotte "Dear New Blood"
And snapped in my own fires - Louis Untermeyer "Monolog from a Mattress"
Until it becomes my own dim map - Crystal Valentine "Blood Sex"
Reflecting my own stranger's face in the window - Georgiana Valoyce-Sanchez "Lamplight"
Rocks in the sea of its own primordial past - Georgiana Valoyce-Sanchez "The Universe We Are"
Swallows his own name - Emily van Kley "Upper Peninsula"
The emblems of our own delight - Emile Verhaeren "Les Heures Claires I" transl. by Alma Strettell
Surviving their own dead selves - Emile Verhaeren "Les Villages Illusoires: The Grave-Digger" transl. by Alma Strettell
The provenance of our own materiality - Asiya Wadud "Syncope"
Not easy to believe in your own dream - Rosemarie Waldrop "Pleasure Principle"
Danger and glory claimed him as their own - Hon. Robert J. Walker "Napoleon's Tomb" [The Continental Monthly v.III - May, 1863 - no.V]
Dazzled by my own delight - Jo Walton "Hades and Persephone"
Where she reflects upon her own reflection - Arthur Waugh "The Beautiful Swan"
The tiny orbs of our own truth - Judy Patterson Wenzel "Arcs"
Truth has its own tough memory - Judy Patterson Wenzel "Holes"
Marked him with his own black stamp - A.D.T. Whitney "Bo-Peep"
Its own procedures of mourning - C. K. Williams "Elegy for an Artist: 2. Wept"
Heavy sweetness proves its own caretaker - William Carlos Williams "A Celebration"
Sorrow is my own yard - William Carlos Williams "The Widow's Lament in Springtime"
Through your very own little reckoning - Sam Witt "The First Law of Entanglement: From the Swimming Pool Where You Drowned, to an Underworld Hospital, to Your .357 Magnum Sinking Down Forever to the Harbor Bed"
Fourteen faithful moons to call your own - Allan Wolf "The Moons of Neptune: Roses Are Red, Neptune is Blue"
You've got to find Eurydice on your own - Charles Wright "No Direction Home"
Weary from our own regard - Jay Wright "Sasa"
A transient sigh for sorrows of his own - X. "My Mother's Grave" (The Knickerbocker v.10:1, July 1837)
Checkpoints of your own making - Jenny Xie "The Rupture Tense"
A ghost beyond her own reach - Yi Lei "A Single Woman's Bedroom" transl. by Tracy K. Smith and Changtai Bi
In the reflections of my own glass - Matthew Zapruder "Luna My Captive"
One of their own eliminated by the math - Art Zilleruelo "Arrangements"
Though breath was all I owned - Elizabeth Bartlett "Time Will Tell"
Owned wealth in a measure supreme - Eleanor Farjeon "The Unspoken Word"
Against a spiral of owned objects - Ra Malika Imhotep "Hurstonian Mythos 0.2: Custodial Spirits"
Grown in gardens never owned - Carmen Tafolla "Marked"
Their owners who also disintegrate to dust - Jacie Ragan "The Secret Lives of Fingerprints"
As owner of the lightning and the sun - Rainer Maria Rilke from The Book of Hours (translated by Babette Deutsch)
By no owner's hand disturbed - Rainer Maria Rilke from The Book of Hours (translated by Babette Deutsch)
Trace ownership in treaties and deeds - Kimberly Blaeser "Cadastre, Apostle Islands"
Who will contest the ownership of fire? - Kevin Goodan "Spot Weather Forecast"
Lips admit their ownership - Maxine Kumin "After Love"
Owning all their vastness - Naomi Shihab Nye "For the 500th Dead Palestinian, Ibtisam Bozieh"
Owning every foot on which we stand - Wanda Short "On Straight to Freedom"
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We're all on our own sinking islands - Hanif Abdurraqib "Glamor on the West Streets/Silver Over Everything"
The white cliffs of our own native land - "Abroad"
Owls to sing their own dark songs - Duane Ackerson "What If"
A house of my own making - Carl Adamshick "Black Snow [I came home]"
Covered with his own words - Etel Adnan "Night"
Our decision to sneak out to find our own sky - Mary Alexandra Agner "Adero's Wheel"
My own deep unknown, the human mystery - Mary Alexandra Agner "Be True"
We grow our own religion - Saida Agostini "black aphrodite entertains a mortal lover"
Forced to craft my own light, my own hope - Casey Aimer "Body Revolt"
Family mirrors haunt their own reflections - Elizabeth Alexander "Ladders"
Make my own time, counterfeit the minutes - Mike Allen "How I Will Outwit the Time Thieves"
My own man in the eyes of the law - Mike Allen "The Journey to Kailash"
An impediment of your own creation - Alise Alousi "Poetry"
Too young to own the flame - "The Alter'd Lay"
Struggling to navigate my own way - Julia Alvarez "Passing On"
A minotaur of your own making - Julia Alvarez "Touching Bottom"
Your own broken and soldered together heart - Mouna Ammar "Permission"
A call that requires you to hear your own whisper - Mouna Ammar "What it's Like"
Branches from her own heart crept - "Anthology of Jugoslav Poetry CXXVI: Dream of the Holy Virgin" transl. by J.W. Wiles
Speaks from its own sky - Raymond Antrobus "I Want the Confidence of"
In his own darkness - Homero Aridjis (transl. by George McWhirter) "The angel and the woman"
Won't see his own shadow hit bottom - Homero Aridjis (transl. by George McWhirter) "Red light district"
Pre-registered for her own eventual absence - Rae Armantrout "Hoard"
Slaves to our own false truths - Atticus "Love Her Wild"
Bound to its own annihilation - Cameron Awkward-Rich "Essay on the Awkward/Black/Object"
Rising, luminous, from its own bones - Rebecca Baggett "Chestnut"
And your own hastiness to blame - George A. Baker "A Reformer"
Your own tragic edge of a rug - Mary Jo Bang "G Is Going"
A surgeon to my own demise - Mary Jo Bang "G Is Going"
Their own secret inflection of want - Mary Jo Bang "The Medicinal Cotton Clouds Come Down to Cover Them"
Time holding its own drape - Mary Jo Bang "Origin of the Impulse to Speak"
And scarce believes the altered voice her own - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"
Caught in her own fatal snare - Maurice Baring "Phedre"
Time with its own logic - Catherine Barnett "2020"
To rescue time from its own worst foe - Elizabeth Bartlett "The House of Sleep"
Gave image its own reflection - Elizabeth Bartlett "The House of Sleep"
Can hear his own answered call - Elizabeth Bartlett "Self-Evident"
as his own yellow sign - Elizabeth Bartlett "time is a palette"
Mistook the maid for his own Psyche - "The Belles of Williamsburg"
But never owns their sway - Thomas Blacklock "The Author's Picture"
Wants a river that makes its own way - Robert Bly "Men and Women"
Our own altered histories and future visions - Bruce Boston "Dream People"
The poisonous elements in our own composition - Bruce Boston "Parchment People"
Its own unaddressed question - John Bosworth "A Boy Can Wear a Dress"
And each his own apostle - William Lisle Bowles "Banwell Hill: Part Second"
The night shakes out its own lament - Russell Brakefield "Field Recordings"
I needed to fire an arrow of my damn own - Nickole Brown "Self-Portrait as Land Snail"
Running from the freedom of my own blood - Mahogany L. Browne "Goodnight, Moon"
Forced to look outside their own heartbreak - Mahogany L. Browne "I Remember Death by its Proximity to What I Love"
Of a world breaking its own heart - Mahogany L. Browne "The 19th Amendment & My Mama"
Fulfil their own depletions - Elizabeth Barrett Browning "A Drama of Exile"
The right of your own griefs - Elizabeth Barrett Browning "A Drama of Exile"
Of his own soul afraid - Elizabeth Barrett Browning "The Poet's Vow"
Heaven's own shining floor - Elizabeth Barrett Browning "The Seraphim"
The moments of thine own eternity - Elizabeth Barrett Browning "The Seraphim"
Looking at your own fingerprints - Joseph Bruchac "Prints"
Into their own constituency of promise - Anthony Butts "Mist and Fog"
In a house of earth's own granite - Witter Bynner "Apollo Troubadour"
Who own the mantle of the sky - Witter Bynner "The Last Words of Tolstoi"
A corpse, your own or someone else's - Scott Cairns "Embalming"
Regal as Juno's own - C.S. Calverley "Companion: A Tale of a Grandfather"
Her own proof of immortality - Tommaso Campanella "XXVI. Conscience" transl. by John Addington Symonds
Nowhere except its own elsewhere - Julie Carr "A Fourteen-Line Poem on Heteronymic"
That held its own attention - Tina Chang "Astroturf"
Between war and my own luck - Tina Chang "Birth"
Search the borders for my own disappearance - Tina Chang "Hybrida: A Zuihitsu"
Sew the night onto your own coat - Chen Chen "Night Falls Like a Button"
Who are becoming their own storms - Chen Chen "When I Grow Up I Want to Be a List of Further Possibilities"
Your own incandescent lives - Pearl Cleage "We Speak Your Names"
will become her own ghost - Lucille Clifton "incantation"
Leave my own buried roots - Arthur Hugh Clough "The Hidden Love"
The ringing of my own true blade - Mary E. Coleridge "A Huguenot"
That our own hands fashion - Katherine Eleanor Conway "The Heaviest Cross of All"
Why do I shrink to own the bitter truth? - Mrs. Martha W. Cook "A Spirit's Reproach" [The Continental Monthly v.4 no.2, August 1863]
Quits his own vine's securing shade - Charles Cotton "Contentation"
By cultivating his own woe - Charles Cotton "Contentation"
own a debt from every man - jason b crawford "Untitled 1975-86"
Who fight in quarrels not their own - Rev. William Crowe "On F.W. the King of Prussia's Ineffectual Attempt on Warsaw"
I never look at my own face in the mirror - Cynthia Cruz "In This Light the Junk Undergoes a Transfiguration; It Shines"
Turned each to his own self - H.D. "Circe"
And drown in his own reflection - Laura Da' "Bad Wolf"
Silence carries its own venom - Jim Daniels "Boxing Toward the Promised Land"
Its own venom and many false antidotes - Jim Daniels "Boxing Toward the Promised Land"
But the body has its own narrative - Teri Ellen Cross Davis "Migraines have their say"
The live man meeting his own ghost - Coningsby Dawson "The Hill-Tower"
Rounded by my own gravity - Meg Day "If You're Staying, I'll Stay Too"
And own their boldest fictions may be true - Luís de Camões "The Lusiad; or, The Discovery of India: Book I. Argument" transl. by William Julius Mickle
Made me a changeling to my own - Walter de la Mare "Bewitched"
Narcissus orbiting around his own fracture point - Jace Deangelo "Wide-Shining Craters"
Pursuing my own version of the truth - Toi Derricotte "Burial Sites [excerpt]"
Found the dark on my own - Danielle DeTiberus "The Artist Signs Her Masterpiece, Immodestly"
Transformed by their own long burning - Danielle DeTiberus "The Artist Signs Her Masterpiece, Immodestly"
Secure against its own - Emily Dickinson "The Soul unto itself (683)"
You drawn your own breath - Tim Dlugos "Great Art"
Courage makes his own chair - Dom "Number Cruncher: Here's a Crowd"
Shocked by their own power - Timothy Donnelly "Globus Hystericus"
Every effort botched in its own wrong way - Timothy Donnelly "To His Own Device"
Infidels of our own high mysteries - Edward Dowden "By the Window"
Sweet potatoes root for their own harvest - Camille T. Dungy "Frequently Asked Questions: #4"
Ringing their own silent bells - Stephen Dunn "From the Tower at the Top of the Winding Stairs"
Map of thine own fortitude - Helen Parry Eden "Bournemouth to Poole"
The Red Sea of mine own passion - Helen Parry Eden "A Prayer for St Innocent's Day"
Hold my own hand - Natalie Eilbert "Crescent Moons"
And danced with my own vanishing - Claudia Emerson "House-Sitting"
Strong Hades could not keep his own - Ralph Waldo Emerson "Uriel"
Bring your own horizon - Elaine Equi "Where You Been?"
In her own cold isolation - Mari Evans "Modern American Suite in Four Movements"
The dark has its own blindfold - Tarfia Faizullah "Aubade with Sage and Lemon"
Built for my own mind - Tarfia Faizullah "Poem Full of Worry Ending with My Birth"
The sounds of their own grief - Tarfia Faizullah "You Ask Why Write About It Again"
Etched on your own palm - Tarfia Faizullah "Your Own Palm"
With readings and sonar echoes of our own - Henry Farnan "How to Make Contact with a Lost Star System"
The exile in its own autumnal house - Joseph Fasano "Testimony"
Even your footprints are not your own - Andrew Feld "Great Hill Lyric"
At the mercy of my own bravery - Camonghne Felix "Thank God I Can't Drive"
We became our own vaccine - Adam Fell "Sorry I Don't Feel Like Talking About Golf Today"
Their own infamy creating - John Gould Fletcher "Sharaku Dreams"
A bride of my own lamentation - Jennifer Elise Foerster "Hvmken 16"
In her own solitary direction - Jennifer Elise Foerster "The Other Side"
scheduled to announce their own identities - Robert Frazier and Andrew Joron "Cities in Fog"
The mind's own fire beneath the cool skin - John Freeman "The Body"
And the sun by its own power seems to be undone - Robert Frost "An Encounter"
Carry our own map to disaster - Jeannine Hall Gailey "Every Human Is a Black Box"
Empty as his own expectations - Jeannine Hall Gailey "Introduction to Engineering by Wile E. Coyote, Super Genius"
With atrocity's own smoke - James Galvin "Fire Season"
The radiance of my own anarchy - Andrea Gibson "Boomerang Valentine"
A kinder way to say my own name - Andrea Gibson "Good Light"
Pouring bubbles into your own bloodbath - Andrea Gibson "Your Life"
Fleeing in fear from their own shadows - Charles Gibson "Sonnets IX"
Feathered from its own wing - Michelle Gil-Montero "First Forty Days"
Made from your own silver-tipped wishes - Nikita Gill "The Moon Writes a Love Letter to Artemis"
Drowning inside your own bones - Nikita Gill "A Secret from Me to You"
Taste my own memories - Nikita Gill "Sorcery"
At the edge of your own abyss - Nikita Gill "Young Zeus: The Crossroads"
The fire of my own heart - Louise Gluck "The Red Poppy"
Passageway that are their own harvest - Amelia Gorman "Pickling Dog"
A long memory from my own name - Rae Gouirand "Inheritance"
Boast their own unsaid things - Rae Gouirand "Quince Suite"
A bitter brew mixed with my own hand - Mona Gould "This Bitter Brew"
The doctrine of our own breath - Peter Grandbois "When your son abandons the lawnmower for the second time in as many days"
That will always be her own to hold - Preston Grassmann "The Doors of a Drowned City"
Its own inheritance and time - Leah Naomi Green "Week Five: Measure"
Even our own souls were silent - Linda Gregerson "At the Window"
A fish of my own spirit - Linda Gregg "Whole and Without Blessing"
A speck, like kindling for its own distant fire - John Grey "Distant People Gravitate to Distant Worlds"
Holding my own absence in faith - Rachel Eliza Griffiths "Elegy, Surrounded by Seven Trees"
The glory of our own molten territories - Wendy Guerra "Winter Sports" transl. by Nancy Naomi Carlson and Esperanza Hope Snyder
With your own starry cheek - Laurie Ann Guerrero "Blessing"
Warped by its own bad passions - G.H.H. "Night and Morning" (from The Knickerbocker, v. 23:3, March 1844)
Stumbled down into your own shadow - Joy Harjo "The Returning"
Impenetrable as its own beauty - Jim Harrison "The Golden Window"
Your own path of hard turns - K.D. Harryman "Whipping"
A country by my own heart walled - F.W. Harvey "Since I Have Loved"
A thin moon of my own dismay - Robert Hass "The Apple Trees at Olema"
To guard their own Thermopylae - Felicia Hemans "Alaric in Italy"
Like their own volcano's fire - Felicia Hemans "The Death of Conradin"
Rising in the glow of Love's own fire - Sophia Magaretta Hensley "A Shadow"
An enemy of their own desires - Faylita Hicks "The Birth Mother's Red Bath for Courage"
Our eyes enact their own seasons - Conrad Hilberry "Letter to the North"
Find its own sad rhymes - Conrad Hilberry "Sloth"
Coax my own sustenance from the earth - AE Hines "What Did You Imagine Would Grow?"
Absorbed by your own concentration - Jane Hirshfield "My Skeleton"
The first language is not our own - Linda Hogan "Map"
Play hypocrite to my own heart - Gerard Manley Hopkins "Peace"
The light of our own dreaming - Andrew Hudgins "Two Strangers Enter Sodom"
Remind me of my own declining sun - J. Hunt, Jr. "Evening"
Owns a paradise of glass - Aldous Huxley "Private Property"
With the moon's own sadness - Jean Ingelow "Divided"
Revealed my own unrest - Jean Ingelow "The Four Bridges"
Opened our eyes when his own were closed - Muhammad Iqbal "The Secrets of the Self"
Spoke our own gospels like mad messiahs - K. Iver "Gospel for Missy During Our Three-Day Birthday Season"
Spinning his eyes in their own pirouette - K. Iver "Sleeping Beauty"
The winter's own release - Helen Hunt Jackson "January"
Tired of its own mysteries - Allison Eir Jenks "Black Magic"
Grow at the pace of our own hearts - Allison Eir Jenks "Exit"
inside its own electric equilibrium - Katrine Øgaard Jensen "Light of the World"
forked tongue out tasting his own aimless circles - Tamara Jerée "In the Cult of Nearly-Lost Dreams"
Gave his motherboard its own mirror - Tamara Jerée "Warship Captain Application [Section 29.2 Saved as Draft in SAIS]"
Even our own stories feel vacant - Gabriel Jesiolowski "Entry for Not an Island"
But who owns any certainty - Joe Jimenez "Broken Retablo for Being on My Back, My Feet Bare & in the Air"
To jeopardize my own supremacy - "John Bull to Jonathan" [The Continental Monthly v.2 no.3, Sept. 1862]
For my own soul overboiling - Kimberly Johnson "Farrow"
A prince whom princes own - Lionel Johnson "The Roman Stage"
kissed by my own flame - Camisha L. Jones "Wrecking Ball"
Each step farther into my own silhouette - Saeed Jones "Last Portrait as Boy"
The burned light of his own country - Judy Jordan "Prologue"
Through the darkness with his own becoming light - June Jordan "July 4, 1974"
Bodies moving to their own influences - Allison Joseph "Soul Train"
A garden inside my own ribs aflourish - Mary Karr "Disgraceland"
Blind to your own eye's intricate machine - Mary Karr "Field of Skulls"
Our own name on the line - Janet Kauffman "Their Books Would Write Us"
A silken thread of my own hand's weaving - John Keats "I Had a Dove"
A bride burning like her own planet - Vandana Khanna "Because You Forgot Me, I Am Weird in the World"
You forget the music your own voice makes - Vandana Khanna "For Some Girls It's Impossible"
My own constellation of pathetic disasters - Vandana Khanna "Parvati Rewrites Myth"
Wise in his own conceit - Joyce Kilmer "The Morning Meditations of Frere Hyacinthus"
Mists of his own ashes - Galway Kinnell "The Fundamental Project of Technology"
The prosecutor and defense of my own heart - Halee Kirkwood "Self-Portrait as the Changeling"
The dust-mote mottled skies of our own minds - Jennifer L. Knox "Hive Minds"
Once our genes were our own - David C. Kopaska-Merkel "Excess Baggage"
Become my own myth - Maxine Kumin "Male Privilege"
Its own pattern twisted into the branches - Ellen Kushner "Gwydion's Loss of Llew"
Leave you to the miracle of your own misfortune - Danusha Laméris "U-Pick Orchards"
This room made warm by our own resources - Deborah Landau "Ecstasies"
Towards their own democratic end - Jason Lee "The Wash of Moments"
No poem survives its own translation - Yoon Ha Lee "Stella Rosetta"
Delivered by its own desolation - R.B. Lemberg "The Broken Hill and the Breath"
Despairing of my own energy - R.B. Lemberg "Iron Burns Out"
Who will own our names - M.L. Liebler "Late Autumn Fire"
Your own bones will hold you up - Ada Limon "The Commute"
The ghostly cofferdam of my own mind - Ada Limon "Fifteen Balls of Feathers"
Held tight with our own explosives - Ada Limon "Fifteen Balls of Feathers"
Buoyed by your own coalition with the air - Ada Limon "How to Give Up"
Rotated and spun in our own isolations - Ada Limon "Not Enough"
Do not hold my own escape against me - Ada Limon "Thirteen Feral Cats"
Becoming her own wild whisper - Ada Limon "The Widening Road"
Grasped my eager heart in my own talons - Cecilia Llompart "Do Not Speak of the Dead"
Phantoms having their own funerals - Cecilia Llompart "Do Not Speak of the Dead"
A tending to my own geography - Casandra Lopez "The Hottest June"
My own book of your last hours - Audre Lorde "Legacy -- Hers"
Drumming the Old One's own tattoo - James Russell Lowell "Credidimus Jovem Regnare"
Baffled with its own omniscience - James Russell Lowell "Credidimus Jovem Regnare"
When life was its own spur - James Russell Lowell "An Epistle to George William Curtis"
Night has its own quiet stepping - Alessandra Lynch "Meditation on Rain"
Articles of their own impermanence - Thomas Lynch "Lessons from Berkeley"
Refreshed my own parched season - Naomi Long Madgett "Old Wine"
We chose evolution in our own timeline - Nisa Malli "Autologous Transplant"
Forge a desert with my own arms - Sally Wen Mao "The Toll of the Sea"
Worships his own desire - Don Marquis "The God-Maker, Man"
Mock our own blood on the thorns - Don Marquis "The Tavern of Despair"
Crushed under its own dream - Dawn Lundy Martin "Perspective is Supposed to Yield Clarity"
Grapes fall under their own command - Herbert Woodward Martin "Standing Beneath Grapes"
To release our own trapped music - David Tomas Martinez "Trap Music"
During their own windy migrations - Adrian Matejka "October Sonnet"
My past was its own face - John McCarthy "Pickup Truck"
Our own great ranges of feelings - Heather McHugh "A Physics"
Your own broken heart held tightly in your fist - Lynette Mejía "Harrowing"
In my own skin in this infinity mirror - Lynn Melnick "Poem Entering the Apple Valley Target"
Digging his own grave with every breath - Nancy Mercado "I Have Seen"
Bearing burdens not our own - Dante Micheaux "Center Ring"
Corrupted by their own illusions - Dante Micheaux "Outside, the Prophet"
In a foreign country in my own head - Jane Miller "Life's Ironies"
A museum of her own imagination - Poupeh Missaghi "Symptoms that May Be Signs of Some Things"
Each of us pleased with his own art - "The Monk and His Pet Cat" transl. by Kuno Meyer
And through sweet Nature's ruin trace her own - Robert Montgomery "Melancholy" [Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction v.12 no.337, Oct. 25, 1828]
All prophetic of our own decay - Robert Montgomery "Mortality" [Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction v.12 no.337, Oct. 25, 1828]
Took into body my own self - Yesenia Montilla "a brief meditation on breath"
So much exposure to my own bereavement - Yesenia Montilla "a brief meditation on breath"
A lone dark seed with its own white soul - David Mook "Milkweed"
No safe haven I could ever own - Kamilah Aisha Moon "Samaria Rice, Tamir's Mother"
The stars had language of their own - Dugald Moore "Julia"
Never seen our own face - Saretta Morgan 'from "Plan Upon Arrival"'
Cuts her own self from the clay - Angel Nafis "King of Kreations"
Trifling with all who own her sway - John Napier "Who Knows?"
Undergoing her own kind of catharsis - Okwudili Nebeolisa "A Different Farming Tale"
Eurydice's own choice - Francis Neilson "Music in Hades"
Let the circus admire our own dexterity - Pablo Neruda "Elegy: XIV" transl. by Ilan Stavans
Ordains its own unwinding - Pablo Neruda "The Word" transl. by Alastair Reid
Whose own gravity consumes them - Caroline Harper New "Fieldnotes on Juniper"
Our own small sins grown in the dark - Caroline Harper New "Interview with a Cervidologist"
Standard of his own chronology - Cardinal John Henry Newman "The Dream of Gerontius"
My own bouts of pan-pipe sickness - Grace Nichols "Lost in Translation"
Gave their secrets to his own heart's keeping - Meredith Nicholson "Three Friends"
Build his own stairs to heaven - Alfred Noyes "Night and the Abyss"
As at the gaze of his own cold Medusa - Alfred Noyes "Night and the Abyss"
Prays in no language but his own - Naomi Shihab Nye "Half-and-Half"
The scent of its own full shape - Naomi Shihab Nye "Words When We Need Them"
Carnivores in their own essential food chain - Achy Obejas "Dancing in Paradise"
His own eternal night - Cynthia Dewi Oka "Portrait of My Father as a Pianist"
Oak trees with their own history of migration - Jose Olivarez "You Must Be Present"
Your own vanishing song - Mary Oliver "The Loon on Oak-Head Pond"
No one owns the hearts of birds - Mary Oliver "Winter and the Nuthatch"
Left to her own abandon - January Gill O'Neil "For Ella"
Over the waters of our own darkness - James Oppenheim "We Dead"
Your own personalized orange revolution - Jena Osman "To the Reader"
By her own soul possessed - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Lines"
From my own back in scarlet shreds - Wilfred Owen "A Terre"
Foreseen his own eclipse - Gregory Pardlo "Giornata 8"
To struggle and claim his own - Arthur Caswell Parker "My Race Shall Live Anew"
Worth only its own weight - Linda Pastan "The Burglary"
The understudy to her own life - Linda Pastan "Dido and Aeneas: After Purcell"
Sing the song of its own execution - Linda Pastan "Late September Smile"
In its own winding purgatory - Linda Pastan "Marking Time"
Attempts to escape from its own ashes - Phan Nhien Hao "May" (translated by Hai-Dang Phan)
Each contains its own dream - Carl Phillips "Electric"
To each its own urgency - Carl Phillips "If You Will, I Will"
Building your own refuge - Emilio Porta
White as god's own ribs - D.A. Powell "corydon & alexis, redux"
The echoes of his own discords - Adelaide Anne Proctor "Verse: Two Worlds"
The first hint of my own violence - Sina Queyras "Years"
Around her own stacks of dynamite - Sina Queyras "Years"
Earth owns no smiles in absence - Quince "Absence" [The Knickerbocker v.10 no.3 Sept. 1837]
More substantial than their own joy - Charles Rafferty "Blackbirds"
By the night of her own grief - Theodore H. Rand "'By the Love'"
But rather truth for love's own sake - Theodore H. Rand "Conduct"
In the soul's own hot equators - Theodore Rand "Song-Waves"
The bride of my own sad light - Julian Randall "The King Is Dead, Long Live the King"
The scorpion tail of her voice speared its own pain - Alexandra Lytton Regalado "¿Qué Quiere, Corazón?"
Leads her to her own blue sphere - Sam C. Reid, Jr. "Summer's Night"
Out of the fullness of my own reality - Ariana Reines "The Economy"
My own voice frozen in the yard - Paisley Rekdal "The Cry"
On her own terms in cold, in silence - Adrienne Rich "An Atlas of the Difficult World"
Displaced from their own habitat - Adrienne Rich "Octobrish"
Thought at its own axis may be whorled - Lola Ridge "Appulse"
His own eyeful against the other's eyeful - Lola Ridge "Emma Goldman"
Tearing at their own roots - Lola Ridge "Moscow Bells, 1917"
Have known only my own shallows - Lola Ridge "Submerged"
Whose glory is our own - James Whitcombe Riley "The Silent Victors"
Drain their own kisses as they drink - James Whitcombe Riley "The Song I Never Sing"
No more than they own flowers - Rainer Maria Rilke from The Book of Hours (translated by Babette Deutsch)
Resplendent in our own bad planning - Valencia Robin "There"
Till even my own dream dies - Rennell Rodd "By the South Sea"
Using the Past's own export vessels - Rachel Rodman "The Past Is a Foreign Country"
With faith as honest as your own - Alice Wellington Rollins "Doubt"
Brought in by the winds of our own stormy reluctance - Levi Romero "the cherry end of your cigarette against the pale sky"
Now her own sister in stone - Isaac Rosenberg "Spring, 1916"
You could buy your own name - Margaret Ross "Evolution"
Growls at nothing but his own heartbeat - Mark Rudolph "Tarot Cards and UFOs"
Penning his own requiem - Ira Sadoff "Biographical Sketch"
A stranger to my own ruin - Erika L. Sanchez "A Woman Runs on the First Day of Spring"
Looks with strange horror on her own abyss - George Santayana "A Hermit of Carmel"
Or less than your own - May Sarton "Best Friend"
Beside my own mystery - May Sarton "A Handful of Thyme"
From truth's own glass of fire - Friedrich Schiller "Hymn to Joy" transl. not credited
Who fills the future with your own blood - Ollie Schminkey "The First Rule of Buoyancy"
The acid of its own long dying - Ann K. Schwader "Aurelia Aurita"
Perfects its own malign intent - Ann K. Schwader "Cordyceps zombii"
Hostage to her own event horizon - Ann K. Schwader "Quiet in Her Mind"
In my own custom of gathering breath - Teresa J. Scollon "Summer Solstice in Black River Falls"
May I for my own self song's truth reckon - "The Seafarer" transl. from 'the early Anglo-Saxon' by Ezra Pound
Nothing at all except Time which owns all things - Tobias Seamon "Halos"
The realm you built to your own grandeur - Alexandra Seidel "The City that Wasn't There"
Maybe all arrive in their own time - Diane Seuss "Gertrude Stein"
Silence has its own roar - Diane Seuss "Silence Is So Accurate, Rothko Wrote"
Drawn by your own sweet skill - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XVI"
With nature's own hand painted - William Shakespeare "Sonnet XX"
Despise not your own - Taras Shevchenko "To the Dead" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter
The one thing they cannot make their own - Crystal Sidell "The Truth About Doppelgangers"
A word hunting its own meaning - Joyce Sidman "He"
The rhythm of your own heart's disquiet - Joyce Sidman "How to Find a Poem"
Out through the door of my own shadow - Joyce Sidman "Song of Bravery"
Nothing on our own - Joyce Sidman and Rick Allen "Winter Bees"
Eons from even our own moon - Tracy K. Smith "Sci-Fi"
Champions of their own dreams - Gary Soto "Australia Backwoods"
Before we severed our own wings - Lyz Soto "Today I Am Full of Birds"
Ungrateful creatures with their own lives - A.E. Stallings "The Dogdom of the Dead"
To sink the ashes of their own experience - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Protest of Faith: to Rev. --"
Our own motions in a freedom of air - Wallace Stevens "The Rock I: Seventy Years Later"
The labrinthine ways of my own mind - Charles Warren Stoddard "Ave Maria Bells"
Of your own nervous blood - Dao Strom "Instrument"
Their own river of beating hearts - Alison Swan "True Story"
Burnt to lava by your heart's own flame - Carmen Sylva "'Vengeance Is Mine,' Saith the Lord"
The secrets we stopper within our own mouths - Sonya Taaffe "Amitruq Nekyia"
With the garland from my own throat - Rabindranath Tagore "This Day Will Pass"
Any wrongs are products of your own mind - Bogi Takács "You Are Here" [24 Nov. 2014 Strange Horizons]
a door that cannot find its own name - Fargo Nissim Tbakhi "Last Sky World Burn"
Only my own spirit's pride - Sara Teasdale "Alone"
In its own fourfold embrace - Francis Thompson "New Year's Chimes"
To call your distant soul their own - Henry David Thoreau "The Atlantides"
looking for an orbit to call its own - Edwin Torres "The Law of the Apple"
Gears towards its own sun - Rodrigo Toscano "Habilitas"
To sun not its own but felt as its own - Rodrigo Toscano "Habilitas"
A book turning its own bright pages - Paul Tran "Taurus Sun, Cancer Moon, Scorpio Rising"
My own host and guest and ghost - Iris Tree "[I feel so much alone]"
An army fierce upon its own destruction - Iris Tree "Zeppelins: 1 A. M."
Exiles in their own homeland - Natasha Trethewey "Native Guard"
Be you in your own sky - Mark Turcotte "Dear New Blood"
And snapped in my own fires - Louis Untermeyer "Monolog from a Mattress"
Until it becomes my own dim map - Crystal Valentine "Blood Sex"
Reflecting my own stranger's face in the window - Georgiana Valoyce-Sanchez "Lamplight"
Rocks in the sea of its own primordial past - Georgiana Valoyce-Sanchez "The Universe We Are"
Swallows his own name - Emily van Kley "Upper Peninsula"
The emblems of our own delight - Emile Verhaeren "Les Heures Claires I" transl. by Alma Strettell
Surviving their own dead selves - Emile Verhaeren "Les Villages Illusoires: The Grave-Digger" transl. by Alma Strettell
The provenance of our own materiality - Asiya Wadud "Syncope"
Not easy to believe in your own dream - Rosemarie Waldrop "Pleasure Principle"
Danger and glory claimed him as their own - Hon. Robert J. Walker "Napoleon's Tomb" [The Continental Monthly v.III - May, 1863 - no.V]
Dazzled by my own delight - Jo Walton "Hades and Persephone"
Where she reflects upon her own reflection - Arthur Waugh "The Beautiful Swan"
The tiny orbs of our own truth - Judy Patterson Wenzel "Arcs"
Truth has its own tough memory - Judy Patterson Wenzel "Holes"
Marked him with his own black stamp - A.D.T. Whitney "Bo-Peep"
Its own procedures of mourning - C. K. Williams "Elegy for an Artist: 2. Wept"
Heavy sweetness proves its own caretaker - William Carlos Williams "A Celebration"
Sorrow is my own yard - William Carlos Williams "The Widow's Lament in Springtime"
Through your very own little reckoning - Sam Witt "The First Law of Entanglement: From the Swimming Pool Where You Drowned, to an Underworld Hospital, to Your .357 Magnum Sinking Down Forever to the Harbor Bed"
Fourteen faithful moons to call your own - Allan Wolf "The Moons of Neptune: Roses Are Red, Neptune is Blue"
You've got to find Eurydice on your own - Charles Wright "No Direction Home"
Weary from our own regard - Jay Wright "Sasa"
A transient sigh for sorrows of his own - X. "My Mother's Grave" (The Knickerbocker v.10:1, July 1837)
Checkpoints of your own making - Jenny Xie "The Rupture Tense"
A ghost beyond her own reach - Yi Lei "A Single Woman's Bedroom" transl. by Tracy K. Smith and Changtai Bi
In the reflections of my own glass - Matthew Zapruder "Luna My Captive"
One of their own eliminated by the math - Art Zilleruelo "Arrangements"
Though breath was all I owned - Elizabeth Bartlett "Time Will Tell"
Owned wealth in a measure supreme - Eleanor Farjeon "The Unspoken Word"
Against a spiral of owned objects - Ra Malika Imhotep "Hurstonian Mythos 0.2: Custodial Spirits"
Grown in gardens never owned - Carmen Tafolla "Marked"
Their owners who also disintegrate to dust - Jacie Ragan "The Secret Lives of Fingerprints"
As owner of the lightning and the sun - Rainer Maria Rilke from The Book of Hours (translated by Babette Deutsch)
By no owner's hand disturbed - Rainer Maria Rilke from The Book of Hours (translated by Babette Deutsch)
Trace ownership in treaties and deeds - Kimberly Blaeser "Cadastre, Apostle Islands"
Who will contest the ownership of fire? - Kevin Goodan "Spot Weather Forecast"
Lips admit their ownership - Maxine Kumin "After Love"
Owning all their vastness - Naomi Shihab Nye "For the 500th Dead Palestinian, Ibtisam Bozieh"
Owning every foot on which we stand - Wanda Short "On Straight to Freedom"
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