Top 100 Poems About: WINTER


In this page, poems on / about “winter” are listed.
  • 1.
    Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening

    Whose woods these are I think I know.
    His house is in the village, though;
    He will not see me stopping here
    To watch his woods fill up with snow. read more »

    Robert Frost
  • 2.
    January

    The days are short,
    The sun a spark,
    Hung thin between
    The dark and dark. read more »

    John Updike
  • 3.
    Against Winter

    The truth is dark under your eyelids.
    What are you going to do about it?
    The birds are silent; there's no one to ask.
    All day long you'll squint at the gray sky. read more »

    Charles Simic
  • 4.
    Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind

    Blow, blow, thou winter wind
    Thou art not so unkind
    As man's ingratitude;
    Thy tooth is not so keen, read more »

    William Shakespeare
  • 5.
    Snow-Flakes. (Birds Of Passage. Flight The Second)

    Out of the bosom of the Air
    Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken,
    Over the woodlands brown and bare, read more »

    Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
  • 6.
    Dust Of Snow

    The way a crow
    Shook down on me
    The dust of snow
    From a hemlock tree read more »

    Robert Frost
  • 7.
    January

    Again I reply to the triple winds
    running chromatic fifths of derision
    outside my window:
    Play louder. read more »

    William Carlos Williams
  • 8.
    Now Winter Nights Enlarge

    Now winter nights enlarge
    This number of their hours;
    And clouds their storms discharge
    Upon the airy towers. read more »

    Thomas Campion
  • 9.
    Winter: A Dirge

    The wintry west extends his blast,
    And hail and rain does blaw;
    Or the stormy north sends driving forth
    The blinding sleet and snaw: read more »

    Robert Burns
  • 10.
    To Winter

    O Winter! bar thine adamantine doors:
    The north is thine; there hast thou built thy dark
    Deep-founded habitation. Shake not thy roofs,
    Nor bend thy pillars with thine iron car.' read more »

    William Blake
  • 11.
    Voronezh

    For Osip Mandelstam

    And the town is frozen solid in a vice,
    Trees, walls, snow, beneath a glass. read more »

    Anna Akhmatova
  • 12.
    Frost At Midnight

    The Frost performs its secret ministry,
    Unhelped by any wind. The owlet's cry
    Came loud--and hark, again ! loud as before.
    The inmates of my cottage, all at rest, read more »

    Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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