Potential Titles: Left
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somethingdarkerFind some flint in the heart left to light - Rasha Abdulhadi "Pocketful of Warding Stones"
Of the look he left behind - Elizabeth Acevedo "After He’s Decided to Leave"
Not enough clean water left to wash it off - Duane Ackerson "Operation Macbeth"
As if the burly lion left his lair - Harold Acton "Conversations and Crumbling"
No will to gather what has left me - Samuel A. Adeyemi "Atlantic"
And Dedalus left for the sky - Etel Adnan "Night"
How the new translation left out my crimes - Kaveh Akbar "Love Poem with Bighead"
Left half cold on Caesar's plate - Richard Aldington "Lesbia"
Left in sheath asleep and lost to action - Thomas Bailey Aldrich "Wyndham Towers"
Left us in the dark - Agha Shahid Ali "Even the Rain"
Never left any traces behind - Aygul Alim (Tamche) "We Have Not Met" transl. by Aziz Isa Elkun
Lonely as a sailor left to drown - Mike Allen "Ascending"
Left a chortling hyena in her ballroom clothes - Mike Allen "Carrington's Ferry"
Before he left the black and white of Russia - Mike Allen "Chagall's Lamp"
A little blood left dripping on the holly - Mike Allen "Freebasing the Moon"
When the salt has left the ocean - Amber aka Martha Everts Holden "Lines to My Love"
A bobolink left the bloom of a tree - Amber aka Martha Everts Holden "The Story of a Rose"
Be left in all their foliage - William Anderson "Landscape Lyrics No.X--Autumn, in its Second Aspect"
Half-captured happiness had left a scar - Frank Davis Ashburn "Sonnet [Poor Lucy never laughed much after that]"
we have only the memories they left us - Davian Aw "Those Who Tell the Stories"
Has left no soul untouched - Chimengul Awut (Chimenqush) "I Felt Like It" transl. by Aziz Isa Elkun
Looking down at the nothing that's left - Mary Jo Bang "Everything that Was Is Now Owned"
A toy dog left on a rowboat adrift - Mary Jo Bang "Today You're the Still Photographer"
Left in its course a track of light behind - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"
Pipes that Pan left whispering under a tree - Stephen Vincent Benet "November Prothalamion"
Left on the shelf with worn ballet slippers - Rebecca Bennett "Eurydice Stands with Attitude"
Left with a heartbreak of roses - Paul Bernstein "Prodigal"
A world rippled by the years we've left behind - Samuel A. Betiku "Psalm with Displaced Body Rattled in its State of Rest"
The path homeward left by your furious flight - Bruce Boston & Marge Simon "A Tale of Collaboration"
A hollowed-out candle left burning - Julia Bouwsma "Feeble-Minded"
All forgotten beasts are left to forage - Russell Brakefield "Effigy"
The few loved left living - Lucie Brock-Broido "How Can It Be I Am No Longer I"
But no shepherds left - Lucie Brock-Broido "Physicism"
Though the Sun has left my sky - Anne Bronte "Fluctuations"
To Satan's fury left - Anne Bronte "To Cowper"
Caw and fuss among what brittle branches left - Nickole Brown "Mercy"
And left your lips praying - Elizabeth Barrett Browning "A Drama of Exile"
Left silence in the world - Elizabeth Barrett Browning "A Drama of Exile"
That fate had left me free - William Cullen Bryant "Green River"
The weeping shadow left behind - Kevin Carey "Set in Stone"
A pickled fig left to dry in the sun - Ana Castillo "These Times"
Where you are the tree left standing - Tina Chang "My Father. A Tree."
Left to silence, a question rises - Cortney Lamar Charleston "Brown Estate, 2018 Tempranillo"
The wild thing went from left to right - G.K. Chesterton "The Rolling English Road"
Nothing left but state and pride - Lady Mary Chudleigh "To the Ladies"
The monster abandoned on the ice and left to die - G. O. Clark "Mary Has a Prophetic Vision"
And left within his spirit hope - Arthur Hugh Clough "Jacob"
Left their song behind them - Hilda Conkling "Snowflake Song"
Yet left some motion ever unspent - Hart Crane "To Brooklyn Bridge"
The tombs time left unlatched - Nathalia Crane "The Dinosaur's Eggs"
Lives left at the altar of knowledge - Jennifer Crow "Thousand Flower Sun"
Where golden Ceres left her child - Rev. William Crowe "The Rape of Proserpine"
Have left me but the name - Countee Cullen "If You Should Go"
Left Death's gate ajar - Coningsby Dawson "Out of the Blackness"
Left no footmark on the floor - Anna Bunston de Bary "Under a Wiltshire Apple Tree"
I gathered the joys they left behind - "Dead!" [The Continental Monthly v.4 no.6, Nov. 1863]
Left me orphaned from myself - Diane DeCillis "Lost on the Champs-Elysees"
Confused their right hands with their left - Carl Dennis "Holy Brethren"
Left her no object to mourn - J.C. Denovan "Oh Dermot, Dear Loved One!"
Left me boundaries of pain - Emily Dickinson "Book 1: Love II: Bequest"
The leaves November left - Emily Dickinson "Book 2: Love VIII: At Home"
Left us splinters we took as choice - Dom "Number Cruncher: Scaling the Ladder"
Left her within the jaws of death - Catherine Ann Turner Dorset "Think Before You Speak; Or, The Three Wishes"
Left out, banging at the gates - Rita Dove "Prose in a Small Space"
The clues I've left aren't accurate - Denise Duhamel "Sex with a Famous Poet"
Only seven trees left in the world - Camille T. Dungy "Frequently Asked Questions: #3"
The empty spaces left by the gods - Stephen Dunn "Let's Say"
Nothing now that I've left the gates - Heid E. Erdich "Post-Barbarian"
With billions of years left to burn - Terri Kirby Erickson "Goldfinch"
No joy left in the calendar - Donald Evans "Love in Patagonia"
No virtues left for you - Arthur Davison Ficke "To John Cowper Powys, on His 'Confessions'"
Left breathing its thought - Nick Flynn "Homily"
How hollow the sound left behind - Jennifer Elise Foerster "Hvmken 13"
On the left banks of the earth - Jennifer Elise Foerster "Sixteen Shadows 6"
The shadow of the Enemy had left his heart and face - E. Fonton "A Vigil with St. Louis" [The Continental Monthly v.5 no.1, Jan. 1864]
Left him hiking along the barren shores of physics - Robert Frazier "A Feel for the Heavens"
Left no trace but the cellar walls - Robert Frost "Ghost House"
No autobiography left to compose of glance - Kay Gabriel "Like, Comma, Like"
One leaf left to bear witness - George Garrett "Or Death and December"
Nothing left of me but smoke - Deborah Garrison "On New Terms"
Would have left the serpent out - Charlotte Perkins Gilman "How Would You?"
Left without loss - Hadewijch of Brabant (translated by Columba Hart) "Vale Millies"
Left myself to her free power - Hadewijch of Brabant (translated by Columba Hart) "Vale Millies"
Whatever is left of moonlight - Nathalie Handal "Tout rivye gen zen/All rivers have gossip"
Left the shining shrines unsought - Thomas Hardy "After Reading Psalms XXXIX., XL., etc."
Apples summer left behind - Avis Harley "Feet Treat"
While the withered leaf is left - Patrick Joseph Hartigan writing as John O'Brien "The Parting Rosary"
Left through a hole in his chest - Yona Harvey "Boy in the Forest Between Living and Leaving"
The intricate rubbish left behind - Robert Hayden "[American Journal]"
No time left for deceiving - Josephine D. Heard "Sunshine After Cloud"
Voices that have left the earth - Felicia Dorothea Hemans "The Haunted House"
Left Glory's isle another name - Felicia Hemans "To the Memory of General Sir E--d P--k--m."
A crooked meteor slicing what's left of the sky - fei hernandez "Singing Funeral"
But left us ashes and regret - Luisa Hewitt "[You lit your cigarette from mine]"
Left nothing for the head of Holofernes - Mary Hickman "Everything Is Autobiography and Everything Is a Portrait"
A handful of memory left by the last glacier - Conrad Hilberry "Algae"
Stale bread left on the shelf too long - Donna Hilbert "Ribollita"
Evolution might have turned left - Jane Hirshfield "Day Beginning with Seeing the International Space Station and a Full Moon Over the Gulf of Mexico and All Its Invisible Fishes"
The grinding hours since I left - Meredith Holmes "In Praise of My Bed"
Left its ruby throne on high - Mary Gardiner Horsford "The Lost Pleiad"
Yet more prayers left undone - Eleanor Hull "The Old Woman of Beare"
Left a dream of roses - Fay Inchfawn "Early Spring"
Left the sweet day behind - Jean Ingelow "Laurance"
No rain left in heaven - Jean Ingelow "Songs of Seven: Seven Times One. Exultation"
Destroy every system that has ever left us broken - Jordan Jace "I Want"
And left us to its heir in thrall - Edwin R. Johnson "Death in Life" [The Continental Monthly v.6 no.5, Nov. 1864]
A lute with one string left unstrung - Annie Fellows Johnston "October"
The scarred geography of my left arm - Camisha L. Jones "Scars"
Such wondrous signs you left - Zilka Joseph "Prophet of the Rock"
Nothing left but our shadows - Holly Karapetkova "Song of the Exiles"
If the dead would come or be left a forwarding address - Mary Karr "Disappointments of the Apocalypse"
Who left him aglow with deadly salts - Roz Kaveney "Twelve Steampunk Sonnets: Gravestones"
Left my blessings to rust in the rain - Vandana Khanna "Parvati Fails the First Test of Being Holy"
Let them come for what's left - Vandana Khanna "Remnants of the Goddess"
The forest left its branches in her chest - Vandana Khanna "Why Sita Is Chosen"
When there are 50 harvests left - Eunsong Kim "On Endings & Longing"
Where the Promethean spark has left no trace - Mrs. E.C. Kinney "Ode to the Moon" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.5, Nov. 1848]
Obsessing over the years I have left - Lynne Knight "Seventeen"
Left something of you behind - Chaman Lall "Departure"
Is left to sing his song of woe - "Lament of Morian Shehone for Miss Mary Rourke" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]
Turned bright gold and left - Joan Larkin "Afterlife"
All that's left of my peach - D.H. Lawrence "Peach"
Lifetimes searching for the worlds we left - Mary Soon Lee "Advice for Time Travelers"
What the fox left of it - Stephen Leggett "Seven Winter Poems"
Left us a lasting gage of their musical art - Henry S. Leigh "The Two Ages"
Aim your steps to the left - Hailey Leithauser "Shoot-Out at the So-So Corral"
The thorn was left to me - Amy Levy "Translated from Geibel"
Left to keep subtracting from my life - Gary Copeland Lilley "Alpha Zulu"
What have we left at the altar of sorrow? - Cecilia Llompart "Omens"
Left fingerprints on the inside of my heart - Fiona Lu "Turing Test"
Left with want in the soles of his shoes - Fiona Lu "Turing Test"
Until all she had left was silence - Tariq Luthun "I Wonder About the Woman who Now Lives in the Balad Without Me"
Scattering night to left and right - Robert MacFarlane and Jackie Morris "egret"
The only soul left without wings - Dorothea Mackellar "Sea-Fog"
For what pale giraffes have I left Byzantium - Joyce Mansour "The Sun in Capricorn" transl. by Carol Cosman
Left behind by a shift in design - Farid Matuk "My Daughter Among the Names"
As if there were a dance left - Jamaal May "The Tendencies of Walls"
Nothing left but ideas we will never have - John McCarthy "Pickup Truck"
Left on her the burden of their sighs - George Meredith "Archduchess Anne"
The gold outline the bird left behind - Joanne Merriam "No Words"
Left me under the Druid moon - Joseph Millar "One Day"
Place driftwood in my left hand - Devin Miller "Whale Mothers, Witch Mothers"
The language that left us first - E. Ethelbert Miller "The Ear is an Organ Made for Love"
Inhabiting the world I left - Jane Miller "Life's Ironies"
There will be no winter left - Claire Millikin "The Insect Doll"
And ghosts never left behind - Claire Millikin "Rock, Paper, Scissors"
A pathway left for Lucifer - "The Misanthrope"
Left home to drift near a deeper home - Mark Nepo "Stopped Again by the Sea"
Dead things left by living things - Caroline Harper New "The Archaeology Magazine"
As my blue love reaches for what's left - Caroline Harper New "Ekphrasis"
A heart that locked its doors and left - Hieu Minh Nguyen "Visiting Hours"
They left a trace in my days - Myrna Nieves "My Dead Relatives"
Left in the room of our memory - Nkosi Nkululeko "Continental Breakfast"
Already missing what already left - Naomi Shihab Nye "Small People"
And left me but the rustling leaves - Thomas O'Hagan "Ripened Fruit"
Nothing left with which to venture - Frank O'Hara "Meditations in an Emergency"
Left to her own abandon - January Gill O'Neil "For Ella"
She left the door ajar - John Oxenham "E.A., Nov. 6, 1900"
Praise what is left - Linda Pastan "In the Forest"
Left to wander Dante's black forest - Cynthia Pelayo "Afterglow"
Our hearts were left in Los Angeles - Andre F. Peltier "All Good Things"
All that's left of what I was - Patrick Phillips "Piano"
Just the two dreams left - Carl Phillips "Self"
Left a truck full of shivers - Xan Forest Phillips "War on Drugs"
A mark left by the hand of Night - Minnie Bruce Pratt "The Blue Cup"
For what the oak left unexpressed - John Presland "Wisdom and Youth"
Left beside a homeless staircase - Khadijah Queen "Route"
Drank brine and left the olives - Gaia Rajan "Dent"
No one's left to translate her memories - Molly Raynor "A Dressed Up Potato Is Still a Potato (Yiddish Proverb)"
Left within it graft of alien fire - Lola Ridge "Firehead part IV: The Stone 2: The Mother"
When fair Hebe left the sky - Mrs. A. Ritson "Classical Enigmas"
The shores of tyranny on the left - John Robertson "The Prince of Orange in 1672"
All you have left of a dream defends you - Edwin Arlington Robinson "Late Summer"
Left always to be vicious and to grow - Edwin Arlington Robinson "The New Tenants"
By doors that were left open unawares - Edwin Arlington Robinson "The New Tenants"
Wreck of the lost human soul left free - Rennell Rodd "Actea"
There is no room left for my wonderland - Rennell Rodd "By the South Sea"
All that is left unaccounted for - Elizabeth Lindsey Rogers "Abandoned Block Factory, Arkansas"
With spaces left besides - Kay Ryan "Putting Things in Proportion"
What breath's left to shriek into the empty - Jennifer Scappettone "Syrinx Spring"
And left a prey to hazard wild - Friedrich Schiller "The Artists" transl. not credited
And drew them by the left hand in - William Bell Scott "The Witch's Ballad"
Never really left the Forbidden City of your heart - Alexandra Seidel "The City that Wasn't There"
Left me behind like a forgotten footprint - "Selections from the 'Nineteen Old Poems of the Han'" transl. by Burton Watson
Mere lees is left this vault to brag of - Shakespeare "Macbeth"
Nothing left to discern - Charif Shanahan "Indeterminacy"
With butterflies that never left me - Evie Shockley "color bleeding"
A cold curiosity regarding the husk they've left - Crystal Sidell "The Truth About Doppelgangers"
According to demands left in the music - Cedar Sigo "Close-Knit Flower Sack"
Go for the foul with thirty seconds left - Jake Skeets "Drunktown"
sandstone bones are left long under sage - Jake Skeets "Sonoran Desert Poem"
Unclasped and left empty in the center - Tracy K. Smith "Wade in the Water"
In the vise of left and right - Elizabeth Spires "Troubadour at a Fork in the Road"
Marooning all you've left behind - A.E. Stallings "The Mother's Loathing of Balloons"
Dust and ruin and emptiness left behind - Arthur Stringer "Prescience"
Aged monuments left behind by warlocks - Bogi Takács "A Self-Contained Riot of Lights"
Left to hold up the sky's condolences - Amber Tamblyn "To a New Dawning"
Relief at finding something left - Tess Taylor "Eighteenth Century Remains"
The stars that left unlit - Edward Thomas "The Trumpet"
Then spear and lance were left to rust - M.E. Thropp "The City of Mexico. Written While the War Was Pending" [Graham's Magazine v.XXII no.12, Dec. 1848]
A thorn was left in our tongues - Adil Tunyaz "But a Thorn Was Left in Our Tongues..." transl. by Aziz Isa Elkun
Naught is left of her renown - Katherine Tynan "The Riders"
Has left my braggart blood - Louis Untermeyer "A Birthday"
Right and left earth and sky desert me - Mark Van Doren "River Snow"
Left behind with the vanished years - Henry van Dyke "The River of Dreams"
The long dream left behind - Ellen Bryant Voigt "Kyrie" (p.17)
And left her sitting weeping by the shore - Jo Walton "The Godzilla Sonnets: iii) Godzilla Weeps for Baldur"
Nought left be the lost wind that grieves - Edith Wharton "Mistral in the Maquis"
Left inwardly such grand and gracious gifts - Edith Wharton "Sonnets: III. Bettine to Goethe"
And left the naked sands forlorn - Helen Hay Whitney "The Tide of the Heart"
Left his throne of ice and snow - Huldah Lucile Winsted "The Deluge"
Left lingering in Mother's trail - Allan Wolf "Shooting Stars: Perseid Meteor Shower"
With the light knifing low from right to left - Charles Wright "Stiletto"
The map we left behind - Jay Wright "Sasa"
Left your memories back in the skull - Yee Heng Yeh "Lost and Found"
Take a left into the wrong skin - Kevin Young "Nightstick [A Mural for Michael Brown]"
The perimeter left by your absence - Cynthia Zarin "Japanese Poems"
Blues played lefthanded - Harryette Mullen "Page 5/sun goes on shining"
Made friends in a left-handed trance - "Nonsense"
Who know my left-handed handwriting - Danni Quintos "Quintos"
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Of the look he left behind - Elizabeth Acevedo "After He’s Decided to Leave"
Not enough clean water left to wash it off - Duane Ackerson "Operation Macbeth"
As if the burly lion left his lair - Harold Acton "Conversations and Crumbling"
No will to gather what has left me - Samuel A. Adeyemi "Atlantic"
And Dedalus left for the sky - Etel Adnan "Night"
How the new translation left out my crimes - Kaveh Akbar "Love Poem with Bighead"
Left half cold on Caesar's plate - Richard Aldington "Lesbia"
Left in sheath asleep and lost to action - Thomas Bailey Aldrich "Wyndham Towers"
Left us in the dark - Agha Shahid Ali "Even the Rain"
Never left any traces behind - Aygul Alim (Tamche) "We Have Not Met" transl. by Aziz Isa Elkun
Lonely as a sailor left to drown - Mike Allen "Ascending"
Left a chortling hyena in her ballroom clothes - Mike Allen "Carrington's Ferry"
Before he left the black and white of Russia - Mike Allen "Chagall's Lamp"
A little blood left dripping on the holly - Mike Allen "Freebasing the Moon"
When the salt has left the ocean - Amber aka Martha Everts Holden "Lines to My Love"
A bobolink left the bloom of a tree - Amber aka Martha Everts Holden "The Story of a Rose"
Be left in all their foliage - William Anderson "Landscape Lyrics No.X--Autumn, in its Second Aspect"
Half-captured happiness had left a scar - Frank Davis Ashburn "Sonnet [Poor Lucy never laughed much after that]"
we have only the memories they left us - Davian Aw "Those Who Tell the Stories"
Has left no soul untouched - Chimengul Awut (Chimenqush) "I Felt Like It" transl. by Aziz Isa Elkun
Looking down at the nothing that's left - Mary Jo Bang "Everything that Was Is Now Owned"
A toy dog left on a rowboat adrift - Mary Jo Bang "Today You're the Still Photographer"
Left in its course a track of light behind - Anna Laetitia Barbauld "Eighteen Hundred and Eleven"
Pipes that Pan left whispering under a tree - Stephen Vincent Benet "November Prothalamion"
Left on the shelf with worn ballet slippers - Rebecca Bennett "Eurydice Stands with Attitude"
Left with a heartbreak of roses - Paul Bernstein "Prodigal"
A world rippled by the years we've left behind - Samuel A. Betiku "Psalm with Displaced Body Rattled in its State of Rest"
The path homeward left by your furious flight - Bruce Boston & Marge Simon "A Tale of Collaboration"
A hollowed-out candle left burning - Julia Bouwsma "Feeble-Minded"
All forgotten beasts are left to forage - Russell Brakefield "Effigy"
The few loved left living - Lucie Brock-Broido "How Can It Be I Am No Longer I"
But no shepherds left - Lucie Brock-Broido "Physicism"
Though the Sun has left my sky - Anne Bronte "Fluctuations"
To Satan's fury left - Anne Bronte "To Cowper"
Caw and fuss among what brittle branches left - Nickole Brown "Mercy"
And left your lips praying - Elizabeth Barrett Browning "A Drama of Exile"
Left silence in the world - Elizabeth Barrett Browning "A Drama of Exile"
That fate had left me free - William Cullen Bryant "Green River"
The weeping shadow left behind - Kevin Carey "Set in Stone"
A pickled fig left to dry in the sun - Ana Castillo "These Times"
Where you are the tree left standing - Tina Chang "My Father. A Tree."
Left to silence, a question rises - Cortney Lamar Charleston "Brown Estate, 2018 Tempranillo"
The wild thing went from left to right - G.K. Chesterton "The Rolling English Road"
Nothing left but state and pride - Lady Mary Chudleigh "To the Ladies"
The monster abandoned on the ice and left to die - G. O. Clark "Mary Has a Prophetic Vision"
And left within his spirit hope - Arthur Hugh Clough "Jacob"
Left their song behind them - Hilda Conkling "Snowflake Song"
Yet left some motion ever unspent - Hart Crane "To Brooklyn Bridge"
The tombs time left unlatched - Nathalia Crane "The Dinosaur's Eggs"
Lives left at the altar of knowledge - Jennifer Crow "Thousand Flower Sun"
Where golden Ceres left her child - Rev. William Crowe "The Rape of Proserpine"
Have left me but the name - Countee Cullen "If You Should Go"
Left Death's gate ajar - Coningsby Dawson "Out of the Blackness"
Left no footmark on the floor - Anna Bunston de Bary "Under a Wiltshire Apple Tree"
I gathered the joys they left behind - "Dead!" [The Continental Monthly v.4 no.6, Nov. 1863]
Left me orphaned from myself - Diane DeCillis "Lost on the Champs-Elysees"
Confused their right hands with their left - Carl Dennis "Holy Brethren"
Left her no object to mourn - J.C. Denovan "Oh Dermot, Dear Loved One!"
Left me boundaries of pain - Emily Dickinson "Book 1: Love II: Bequest"
The leaves November left - Emily Dickinson "Book 2: Love VIII: At Home"
Left us splinters we took as choice - Dom "Number Cruncher: Scaling the Ladder"
Left her within the jaws of death - Catherine Ann Turner Dorset "Think Before You Speak; Or, The Three Wishes"
Left out, banging at the gates - Rita Dove "Prose in a Small Space"
The clues I've left aren't accurate - Denise Duhamel "Sex with a Famous Poet"
Only seven trees left in the world - Camille T. Dungy "Frequently Asked Questions: #3"
The empty spaces left by the gods - Stephen Dunn "Let's Say"
Nothing now that I've left the gates - Heid E. Erdich "Post-Barbarian"
With billions of years left to burn - Terri Kirby Erickson "Goldfinch"
No joy left in the calendar - Donald Evans "Love in Patagonia"
No virtues left for you - Arthur Davison Ficke "To John Cowper Powys, on His 'Confessions'"
Left breathing its thought - Nick Flynn "Homily"
How hollow the sound left behind - Jennifer Elise Foerster "Hvmken 13"
On the left banks of the earth - Jennifer Elise Foerster "Sixteen Shadows 6"
The shadow of the Enemy had left his heart and face - E. Fonton "A Vigil with St. Louis" [The Continental Monthly v.5 no.1, Jan. 1864]
Left him hiking along the barren shores of physics - Robert Frazier "A Feel for the Heavens"
Left no trace but the cellar walls - Robert Frost "Ghost House"
No autobiography left to compose of glance - Kay Gabriel "Like, Comma, Like"
One leaf left to bear witness - George Garrett "Or Death and December"
Nothing left of me but smoke - Deborah Garrison "On New Terms"
Would have left the serpent out - Charlotte Perkins Gilman "How Would You?"
Left without loss - Hadewijch of Brabant (translated by Columba Hart) "Vale Millies"
Left myself to her free power - Hadewijch of Brabant (translated by Columba Hart) "Vale Millies"
Whatever is left of moonlight - Nathalie Handal "Tout rivye gen zen/All rivers have gossip"
Left the shining shrines unsought - Thomas Hardy "After Reading Psalms XXXIX., XL., etc."
Apples summer left behind - Avis Harley "Feet Treat"
While the withered leaf is left - Patrick Joseph Hartigan writing as John O'Brien "The Parting Rosary"
Left through a hole in his chest - Yona Harvey "Boy in the Forest Between Living and Leaving"
The intricate rubbish left behind - Robert Hayden "[American Journal]"
No time left for deceiving - Josephine D. Heard "Sunshine After Cloud"
Voices that have left the earth - Felicia Dorothea Hemans "The Haunted House"
Left Glory's isle another name - Felicia Hemans "To the Memory of General Sir E--d P--k--m."
A crooked meteor slicing what's left of the sky - fei hernandez "Singing Funeral"
But left us ashes and regret - Luisa Hewitt "[You lit your cigarette from mine]"
Left nothing for the head of Holofernes - Mary Hickman "Everything Is Autobiography and Everything Is a Portrait"
A handful of memory left by the last glacier - Conrad Hilberry "Algae"
Stale bread left on the shelf too long - Donna Hilbert "Ribollita"
Evolution might have turned left - Jane Hirshfield "Day Beginning with Seeing the International Space Station and a Full Moon Over the Gulf of Mexico and All Its Invisible Fishes"
The grinding hours since I left - Meredith Holmes "In Praise of My Bed"
Left its ruby throne on high - Mary Gardiner Horsford "The Lost Pleiad"
Yet more prayers left undone - Eleanor Hull "The Old Woman of Beare"
Left a dream of roses - Fay Inchfawn "Early Spring"
Left the sweet day behind - Jean Ingelow "Laurance"
No rain left in heaven - Jean Ingelow "Songs of Seven: Seven Times One. Exultation"
Destroy every system that has ever left us broken - Jordan Jace "I Want"
And left us to its heir in thrall - Edwin R. Johnson "Death in Life" [The Continental Monthly v.6 no.5, Nov. 1864]
A lute with one string left unstrung - Annie Fellows Johnston "October"
The scarred geography of my left arm - Camisha L. Jones "Scars"
Such wondrous signs you left - Zilka Joseph "Prophet of the Rock"
Nothing left but our shadows - Holly Karapetkova "Song of the Exiles"
If the dead would come or be left a forwarding address - Mary Karr "Disappointments of the Apocalypse"
Who left him aglow with deadly salts - Roz Kaveney "Twelve Steampunk Sonnets: Gravestones"
Left my blessings to rust in the rain - Vandana Khanna "Parvati Fails the First Test of Being Holy"
Let them come for what's left - Vandana Khanna "Remnants of the Goddess"
The forest left its branches in her chest - Vandana Khanna "Why Sita Is Chosen"
When there are 50 harvests left - Eunsong Kim "On Endings & Longing"
Where the Promethean spark has left no trace - Mrs. E.C. Kinney "Ode to the Moon" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.5, Nov. 1848]
Obsessing over the years I have left - Lynne Knight "Seventeen"
Left something of you behind - Chaman Lall "Departure"
Is left to sing his song of woe - "Lament of Morian Shehone for Miss Mary Rourke" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]
Turned bright gold and left - Joan Larkin "Afterlife"
All that's left of my peach - D.H. Lawrence "Peach"
Lifetimes searching for the worlds we left - Mary Soon Lee "Advice for Time Travelers"
What the fox left of it - Stephen Leggett "Seven Winter Poems"
Left us a lasting gage of their musical art - Henry S. Leigh "The Two Ages"
Aim your steps to the left - Hailey Leithauser "Shoot-Out at the So-So Corral"
The thorn was left to me - Amy Levy "Translated from Geibel"
Left to keep subtracting from my life - Gary Copeland Lilley "Alpha Zulu"
What have we left at the altar of sorrow? - Cecilia Llompart "Omens"
Left fingerprints on the inside of my heart - Fiona Lu "Turing Test"
Left with want in the soles of his shoes - Fiona Lu "Turing Test"
Until all she had left was silence - Tariq Luthun "I Wonder About the Woman who Now Lives in the Balad Without Me"
Scattering night to left and right - Robert MacFarlane and Jackie Morris "egret"
The only soul left without wings - Dorothea Mackellar "Sea-Fog"
For what pale giraffes have I left Byzantium - Joyce Mansour "The Sun in Capricorn" transl. by Carol Cosman
Left behind by a shift in design - Farid Matuk "My Daughter Among the Names"
As if there were a dance left - Jamaal May "The Tendencies of Walls"
Nothing left but ideas we will never have - John McCarthy "Pickup Truck"
Left on her the burden of their sighs - George Meredith "Archduchess Anne"
The gold outline the bird left behind - Joanne Merriam "No Words"
Left me under the Druid moon - Joseph Millar "One Day"
Place driftwood in my left hand - Devin Miller "Whale Mothers, Witch Mothers"
The language that left us first - E. Ethelbert Miller "The Ear is an Organ Made for Love"
Inhabiting the world I left - Jane Miller "Life's Ironies"
There will be no winter left - Claire Millikin "The Insect Doll"
And ghosts never left behind - Claire Millikin "Rock, Paper, Scissors"
A pathway left for Lucifer - "The Misanthrope"
Left home to drift near a deeper home - Mark Nepo "Stopped Again by the Sea"
Dead things left by living things - Caroline Harper New "The Archaeology Magazine"
As my blue love reaches for what's left - Caroline Harper New "Ekphrasis"
A heart that locked its doors and left - Hieu Minh Nguyen "Visiting Hours"
They left a trace in my days - Myrna Nieves "My Dead Relatives"
Left in the room of our memory - Nkosi Nkululeko "Continental Breakfast"
Already missing what already left - Naomi Shihab Nye "Small People"
And left me but the rustling leaves - Thomas O'Hagan "Ripened Fruit"
Nothing left with which to venture - Frank O'Hara "Meditations in an Emergency"
Left to her own abandon - January Gill O'Neil "For Ella"
She left the door ajar - John Oxenham "E.A., Nov. 6, 1900"
Praise what is left - Linda Pastan "In the Forest"
Left to wander Dante's black forest - Cynthia Pelayo "Afterglow"
Our hearts were left in Los Angeles - Andre F. Peltier "All Good Things"
All that's left of what I was - Patrick Phillips "Piano"
Just the two dreams left - Carl Phillips "Self"
Left a truck full of shivers - Xan Forest Phillips "War on Drugs"
A mark left by the hand of Night - Minnie Bruce Pratt "The Blue Cup"
For what the oak left unexpressed - John Presland "Wisdom and Youth"
Left beside a homeless staircase - Khadijah Queen "Route"
Drank brine and left the olives - Gaia Rajan "Dent"
No one's left to translate her memories - Molly Raynor "A Dressed Up Potato Is Still a Potato (Yiddish Proverb)"
Left within it graft of alien fire - Lola Ridge "Firehead part IV: The Stone 2: The Mother"
When fair Hebe left the sky - Mrs. A. Ritson "Classical Enigmas"
The shores of tyranny on the left - John Robertson "The Prince of Orange in 1672"
All you have left of a dream defends you - Edwin Arlington Robinson "Late Summer"
Left always to be vicious and to grow - Edwin Arlington Robinson "The New Tenants"
By doors that were left open unawares - Edwin Arlington Robinson "The New Tenants"
Wreck of the lost human soul left free - Rennell Rodd "Actea"
There is no room left for my wonderland - Rennell Rodd "By the South Sea"
All that is left unaccounted for - Elizabeth Lindsey Rogers "Abandoned Block Factory, Arkansas"
With spaces left besides - Kay Ryan "Putting Things in Proportion"
What breath's left to shriek into the empty - Jennifer Scappettone "Syrinx Spring"
And left a prey to hazard wild - Friedrich Schiller "The Artists" transl. not credited
And drew them by the left hand in - William Bell Scott "The Witch's Ballad"
Never really left the Forbidden City of your heart - Alexandra Seidel "The City that Wasn't There"
Left me behind like a forgotten footprint - "Selections from the 'Nineteen Old Poems of the Han'" transl. by Burton Watson
Mere lees is left this vault to brag of - Shakespeare "Macbeth"
Nothing left to discern - Charif Shanahan "Indeterminacy"
With butterflies that never left me - Evie Shockley "color bleeding"
A cold curiosity regarding the husk they've left - Crystal Sidell "The Truth About Doppelgangers"
According to demands left in the music - Cedar Sigo "Close-Knit Flower Sack"
Go for the foul with thirty seconds left - Jake Skeets "Drunktown"
sandstone bones are left long under sage - Jake Skeets "Sonoran Desert Poem"
Unclasped and left empty in the center - Tracy K. Smith "Wade in the Water"
In the vise of left and right - Elizabeth Spires "Troubadour at a Fork in the Road"
Marooning all you've left behind - A.E. Stallings "The Mother's Loathing of Balloons"
Dust and ruin and emptiness left behind - Arthur Stringer "Prescience"
Aged monuments left behind by warlocks - Bogi Takács "A Self-Contained Riot of Lights"
Left to hold up the sky's condolences - Amber Tamblyn "To a New Dawning"
Relief at finding something left - Tess Taylor "Eighteenth Century Remains"
The stars that left unlit - Edward Thomas "The Trumpet"
Then spear and lance were left to rust - M.E. Thropp "The City of Mexico. Written While the War Was Pending" [Graham's Magazine v.XXII no.12, Dec. 1848]
A thorn was left in our tongues - Adil Tunyaz "But a Thorn Was Left in Our Tongues..." transl. by Aziz Isa Elkun
Naught is left of her renown - Katherine Tynan "The Riders"
Has left my braggart blood - Louis Untermeyer "A Birthday"
Right and left earth and sky desert me - Mark Van Doren "River Snow"
Left behind with the vanished years - Henry van Dyke "The River of Dreams"
The long dream left behind - Ellen Bryant Voigt "Kyrie" (p.17)
And left her sitting weeping by the shore - Jo Walton "The Godzilla Sonnets: iii) Godzilla Weeps for Baldur"
Nought left be the lost wind that grieves - Edith Wharton "Mistral in the Maquis"
Left inwardly such grand and gracious gifts - Edith Wharton "Sonnets: III. Bettine to Goethe"
And left the naked sands forlorn - Helen Hay Whitney "The Tide of the Heart"
Left his throne of ice and snow - Huldah Lucile Winsted "The Deluge"
Left lingering in Mother's trail - Allan Wolf "Shooting Stars: Perseid Meteor Shower"
With the light knifing low from right to left - Charles Wright "Stiletto"
The map we left behind - Jay Wright "Sasa"
Left your memories back in the skull - Yee Heng Yeh "Lost and Found"
Take a left into the wrong skin - Kevin Young "Nightstick [A Mural for Michael Brown]"
The perimeter left by your absence - Cynthia Zarin "Japanese Poems"
Blues played lefthanded - Harryette Mullen "Page 5/sun goes on shining"
Made friends in a left-handed trance - "Nonsense"
Who know my left-handed handwriting - Danni Quintos "Quintos"
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