Potential Titles: Dry

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Should bring a dry September - Willis Boyd Allen "Marjorie"

Nietzsche between drying coats - Julia Alvarez "Manholes"

While a painting dries in a furnace fire - Mary Jo Bang "Complications of Morning"

Into the pale of that dry sea - Elizabeth Bartlett "Afternoon of a Journey"

The dry wind through stony streets - Elizabeth Bartlett "The Refugees"

This dream is too dry - Terry Blackhawk "A Peaceable Kingdom"

With sounds uncouth and accents dry - Sir William Blackstone "The Lawyer's Farewell to His Muse"

Stood firm in dry dust - Malika Booker "Jesus in the Wilderness 3: Sufferation"

Spark of dry grass - Susan Briante "13 Questions for the Next Economy"

The first rain to break a dry spell - William Brewer "Dog Days"

Till sorrow's source were dry - Emily Bronte "Song [The linnet in the rocky dells]"

Have dried down to the root - Elizabeth Barrett Browning "Change on Change"

The eyes of Death are dry - Elizabeth Barrett Browning "Showing How Rosalind Fared by the Keeping of the Vow"

Among the betraying cliffs and dry washes - Cyrus Cassells "Courage Song for Scott Warren"

A pickled fig left to dry in the sun - Ana Castillo "These Times"

Licking dry the ocean's mouth - Jeremy Michael Clark "One Fire, Quenched with Another"

dry mornings and bitter nights - Lucille Clifton "dear fox"

Voices lost in the dry hollows of bones - Shutta Crum "All That is Left"

Tears dried in the light of revolt - Noemia da Sousa "Poem of Distant Childhood" transl. by Allan Francovich and Kathleen Weaver

Dries me to the bone - Christine de Pisan

Hardtack and dried lime - Camille T. Dungy "Frequently Asked Questions: #9"

In an all but dead and dry garden - Roger Dutcher "More Than Distance"

An old man in a dry month - T.S. Eliot "Gerontion"

Thoughts of a dry brain in a dry season - T.S. Eliot "Gerontion"

Of sunless dry geraniums and dust - T.S. Eliot "Rhapsody on a Windy Night"

The cicada and dry grass singing - T.S. Eliot "The Waste Land V: What the Thunder Said"

A smooth dry carpet of velvet - John Gould Fletcher "Green Symphony"

A blinding flash of dry lightning - Mark Ford "Twenty Twenty Vision"

The threshold was dry bread - "From the Vision of Mac Conglinne" transl. by Kuno Meyer

The dry basin of the moon - Eric Gamalinda "Zero Gravity"

Became dry white rectangles of moonlight - Louise Gluck "A Summer Garden"

Drying out the heart - Laurie Ann Guerrero "Blessing"

To welcome a dry spring - Jin Ha "In the Springtime" (translated by the author)

As vellum's dried hide insists - Mary Hickman "Eva Hesse"

A dry whisper of withered rain - Aldous Huxley "Anniversaries"

Dry air turned oxygen - Emily Igwike "my mother prepares ofe egusi"

Of rosemary and dried tomatoes - Judy Jordan "Prologue"

With a dry face and a cloven heart - Fady Joudah "Dehiscence"

With long Oblivion is gone dry - Omar Khayyam "The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam" transl. by Edward Fitzgerald (Fifth Edition)

Old virtues drying up - Kim Unsong "Sorry Souls"

Gone dry from stories - Ted Kooser "Ice Cave"

The dry universe gives up its fruit - Stephen Kuusisto "Learning Braille at Thirty-Nine"

Dry snow under the storm-locked sills - Ruth Lechlitner "Elegy"

The dry hot wind called Science - Vachel Lindsay "The Scientific Aspiration"

Too cold and dry for spiritual small potatoes - James Russell Lowell "At the Burns Centennial"

Rough and dry around the edges - Alison Luterman "Heavenly Bodies"

Let the dry heart fill its cup - Edwin Markham "A Prayer"

Empty pools and dry waterfalls - W.S. Merwin "One Valley"

Drying the depths - W.S. Merwin "Photographer"

Where salt dries in ascending pools - Claire Millikin "Paper Doll Eyes"

As in dry flax the flame - William Morris "The Pilgrim of Hope VI: The New Proletarian"

Bees in a dried-out hive - Simone Muench "Wolf Centos"

Dry candelabras of bristling stature - Pablo Neruda "Climates" transl. by Jack Schmitt

All in the dry abyss nourished - Pablo Neruda "The Disinterred One" translated by Donald D. Walsh

Dry moon poured upon scars - Pablo Neruda "From Above (1942)" transl. by Jack Schmitt

And silence bleeds me dry - Pablo Neruda "Someone" transl. by William O'Daly

Dry as camels on a motionless journey - Pablo Neruda "The Unburied Woman of Paita" transl. by Maria Jacketti

The water you sipped seemed dry - Mari Ness "Snowmelt"

As the drying of the moon - Lorine Niedecker "His Carpets Flowered"

From the dry bowl of the very far past - Mary Oliver "Mornings at Blackwater"

Old thoughts, dry as snuff - Lola Ridge "The Ghetto"

Dried myself in the air of crime - Arthur Rimbaud "A Season in Hell" transl. by Bertrand Mathieu

Drained the iron channel dry - Charles G.D. Roberts "Night in a Down-town Street"

The salt of a thousand dry kisses - Luis J. Rodriguez "Making Medicine"

Dry things letting us drink - Kay Ryan "Dry Things"

When the heart's a trifle dry - George Santayana "The Bottles and the Wine"

Paler than dry grass - Sappho (transl. by Mary Barnard)

Through the dry plains of hell - D.L. Sayers "For Phaon"

Collects dry leaves in pools and pockets - James Marcus Schuyler "Poem [This beauty that I see]"

Dry spells flooded with demand - Cedar Sigo "Like Stride"

Constantly thirsty in a dry land - Richard Solomon "Salt Doll's Destiny"

Dry lichens on the altar steps - Edmund Clarence Stedman "The Protest of Faith: to Rev. --"

Both lips grew dry with dreams - Algernon Charles Swinburne "August"

The driest dust must turn - Louis Untermeyer "In the Berkshire Hills"

When the seed of the acorn was dry - Wa Wa Chaw "The Trial of the Mission Indian"

From the dry yard of my mind - Derek Walcott "The Lighthouse"

Revoked edge of water and dry land - Rosemarie Waldrop "Inserting the Mirror"

Dry the damp on the horse's mane - Judy Patterson Wenzel "Come Shaker Life"

Covering dry, irrelevant dust - C. K. Williams "Gravel"

A drink and a dry place to stand - Allan Wolf "Earth: Your Mother I'll Be"

To dry out her heart - Janet S. Wong "Cobra"

A dry river in Athens - Jay Wright "Somewhere between here and Belen"

Nerves quelled by a dry wind - Jenny Xie "Present Continuous"

To provoke the dry edge of a border - Jenny Xie "The Rupture Tense"

The lake of the crescent moon dries out - Zheng Min "If Curses aren't Accompanied by Deep Thought #9: The Forgotten Yesterday (A dirge of ancient culture)" translator not credited. Source: https://projects.zo.uni-heidelberg.de/archive2/DACHS_Leiden/poetry/MD/Zheng_Min_trans.pdf


Matches near bone-dry trees - Alise Alousi "Lynndie's Other Voice"


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