Top 100 Poems About: CITY

In this page, poems on / about “city” are listed.
  • 1.
    Composed Upon Westminster Bridge, September 3, 1802

    Earth has not anything to show more fair:
    Dull would he be of soul who could pass by
    A sight so touching in its majesty:
    This City now doth, like a garment, wear read more »

    William Wordsworth
  • 2.
    The City's Love

    For one brief golden moment rare like wine,
    The gracious city swept across the line;
    Oblivious of the color of my skin,
    Forgetting that I was an alien guest, read more »

    Claude McKay
  • 3.
    And The City Stood In Its Brightness

    And the city stood in its brightness when years later I returned,
    And life was running out, Ruteboeuf's or Villon's,
    Descendants already born were dancing their dances,
    Women looked in their mirrors, made from a new metal, read more »

    Czeslaw Milosz
  • 4.
    California Plush

    The only thing I miss about Los Angeles

    is the Hollywood Freeway at midnight, windows down and
    radio blaring read more »

    Frank Bidart
  • 5.
    Block City

    What are you able to build with your blocks?
    Castles and palaces, temples and docks.
    Rain may keep raining, and others go roam,
    But I can be happy and building at home. read more »

    Robert Louis Stevenson
  • 6.
    In A Station Of The Metro

    The apparition of these faces in the crowd; read more »

    Ezra Pound
  • 7.
    He Dreams Of Falling

    At the table in patio seating,
    a young man starched into my evening
    in waiter black and white--
    he's probably named John, Tom, read more »

    Ruth Ellen Kocher
  • 8.

    I wandered through each chartered street,
    Near where the chartered Thames does flow,
    A mark in every face I meet, read more »

    William Blake
  • 9.
    Song Of The City At Night

    Whatever hid the sun and moon inside a mountain
    brought people there to found the night
    where a city swans on river water
    laving with light each passing wake, read more »

    Carol Frost
  • 10.
    The City Limits

    When you consider the radiance, that it does not withhold
    itself but pours its abundance without selection into every
    nook and cranny not overhung or hidden; when you consider read more »

    Archie Randolph Ammons
  • 11.
    With My Back To City Hall, On Yom Kippur

    The gnats love the highway dividers,
    the freelance pickup artists love the softness of the hands
    of the women who love their friends
    for walking with them laughing at the situation, read more »

    Jordan Davis
  • 12.
    City Without A Name

    Who will honor the city without a name
    If so many are dead and others pan gold
    Or sell arms in faraway countries? read more »

    Czeslaw Milosz
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