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And sit there with no face - Rasha Abdulhadi "small sips from big pitchers"

Sit under a pyramid's shade - Etel Adnan "Conversations with My Soul"

Where the white owl sits and blinks - Thomas Bailey Aldrich "Echo-Song"

Five little sparrows sitting in a row - Elizabeth Akers Allen "Five Little Sparrows"

They sit high in unreachable trees - Julie Babcock "Philomel"

Sit in the overflow of grace notes - Lou Barrett "Notes on a Thursday Feast"

Sit like a dead god incensed - Stephen Vincent Benet "The Drug-Shop, or, Endymion in Edmonstoun"

No time to kneel or sit - "The Book of Odes: No.167. We Pick Ferns, We Pick Ferns" transl. by Burton Watson

Sit down among your senses - Elizabeth Barrett Browning "A Drama of Exile"

Forgiveness was sitting in your kitchen when you got home - Marci Calabretta Cancio-Bello "The Houseguest"

From an egg sitting on an iceberg - Marianne Chan "Counterargument that Goes All the Way Around"

Sit under the tree waiting for hunger - Tina Chang "Lion"

Of those who sit in Moses' seat - Arthur Hugh Clough "What Went Ye Out for to See?"

Where Beauty sits to tyrannize - Hartley Coleridge "To a Lofty Beauty, from Her Poor Kinsman"

While we sit in mineral hush - Nicole Terez Dutton "Magnitude and Bond"

Sits on the other side of health from me - Carolina Ebeid "Relapsing/Remitting"

Sitting on leashed lions - Enheduana "The Hymn to Inana" transl. by Sophus Helle

Sit at the edge of our great new void - Sandy Florian "Our Big City"

Where care sits emperor of the mind - John W. Forney "Time's Changes"

Sits in Sirius' disc all night - Robert Frost "Bond and Free"

Sits a little while at Sorrow's feet - Theodosia Garrison "The Gifts of Gold"

Must sit and stake with quiet breath - Robert Graves "To Lucasta on Going to the Wars--for the Fourth Time"

Sit her down mute as Sorrow's daughter - Gretta "Lily Leslie" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXV no.3, Sept. 1849]

The emptiness sits down and waits - Conrad Hilberry "Explosions at 4:00 A.M."

Sits long inside his last sorrow - Jane Hirshfield "A Blessing for Wedding"

Sit in humid acknowledgment of rage - Carly Inghram "Disappearing into a Fiction"

Attracting crows to sit on the sill and caw - Zilka Joseph "Green Kaanji and Destiny"

Because the black dresses sit unwashed - Holly Karapetkova "Holiday"

Sits, and babbles thorough silence - John Keats "Endymion, Book I [A thing of beauty is a joy for ever]"

Sitting careless on a granary floor - John Keats "To Autumn"

Satan sits by the judgment-seat - Helen Keller "The Song of the Stone Wall"

Sitting on my doorstep this Sunday - Candice M. Kelsey "Ave, Verum Corpus"

And sit down among honest seagulls - Sarah Kirsch "Sad Day in Berlin" transl. by Gerda Mayer

Who sit 'twixt darkened walls - Emma Lazarus "City Visions"

Sitting on a heap of barley - Edward Lear "Incidents in the Live of My Uncle Arly"

In many an Old World palace, uneasy sits the crown - "The Lesson of the Hour" [The Continental Monthly v.6 no.4, August 1864]

Sit in the stillness and stare at Fate - Amy Levy "In a Minor Key"

At one sitting three hundred cups - Li Po "Drinking Song" transl. by Arthur Waley

A crocodile that sits and weeps - Vachel Lindsay "Shantung, or the Empire of China Is Crumbling Down"

Sit not by the nodding rushes - James MacPherson "Fragments of Ancient Poetry: I: Shilric, Vinvela"

Sit within a golden field - Jeannette Marks "Stars"

Who sits among the Seraphim - Theodore Maynard "The Mystic"

Two empty suitcases sit in the corner - Jim Moore "Almost Sixty"

Sentiments sitting beside my bed - Frank O'Hara "Dolce Colloquio"

Nothing but what sits in the mind - Mary Oliver "If the philosopher is right"

As we sit together in the disappearing room - Cecily Parks "Hackberry"

A laugh sits next to a cry - Willie Perdomo "Let Me Ask You Something"

Sit vigil under a sky of shifting indigo - Shelley Puhak "Portrait of the Artist in the NICU"

Where the sun-crowned souls sit peerless - Kate Putnam "Excuse" [The Continental Monthly v.6 no.4, August 1864]

Oak leaves sitting on elm branches - Alison Rumfitt "Romance of Possible Contrasts"

That sit and give the world its orders - Carl Sandburg "At a Window"

Tomorrow sits with a hairpin in her teeth - Carl Sandburg "Four Preludes on Playthings of the Wind"

Let us crown him where he sits apart - Robert W. Service "The Man Who Knew"

On the tomb a raven sits - Taras Shevchenko "The Night of Taras" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

There I'd sit and cry my fill - "Shule Aroon" [A Book of Irish Verse ed. by W.B. Yeats]

Sit for seven days in silence - Richard Solomon "God Drives Home in a Slow Room"

Nineteen poets sitting on their thrones - Gerald Stern "Ted Rosenberg"

Sit in front of two candles - Jacqueline Suskin "How to Fall in Love with Yourself"

Sit'st alone within her void, cold halls - J. Bayard Taylor "The Angel of the Soul" [Graham's Magazine v.XXXIII no.4, Oct. 1848]

I shall sit like a sibyl - Sara Teasdale "The Crystal Gazer"

A rusty tractor sits fallow in the field - Georgiana Valoyce-Sanchez "The Eye of the Flute"

Sitting there so bitter-bright - Mark Van Doren "The Rivals"

Awhile to sit within its gilded cage - H.J.W. "An Evening Hymn" (from The Knickerbocker, v.22:5, Nov. 1843)

And left her sitting weeping by the shore - Jo Walton "The Godzilla Sonnets: iii) Godzilla Weeps for Baldur"

Who sits and waits to see me dead - Edith Wharton "The Last Token. A.D. 107. (She Speaks)"

Sit and watch the silent rain - Helen Hay Whitney "To the Beloved"

Sits with the cuckoo at sunset - Jay Wright "Kumu"


Sat grieving on her ancient throne - Edward Burrough Brownlow "The Coming of Summer"

Our paper house sat on the banks of the red river - Nicole Callihan "Fable"

Three little birds in a row sat musing - Stephen Crane "The Black Riders"

Sat in silence with the trees - Desdamona "Once and Future"

When I sat in the weeds - Katie Ford "Breaking Across Us Now"

If rain sat at my table - Bob Hicok "More than whispers, less than rumors"

Sat unmoving and alert amid devouring light - Mary Karr "The Burning Girl"

Where the slow toads sat brooding - D.H. Lawrence "Sicilian Cyclamens"

On either side the sprightly Dryads sat - Thomas Mathison "The Goff"

He sat amid a burning world - Robert Montgomery "Vision of Hell" [Mirror of Literature, Amusement, and Instruction v.12 no.337, Oct. 25, 1828]


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