By Hershman John
Last Easter, I gave my mother-in-law a large, brown, simple ceramic
Navajo water pot, shiny with pine…
Navajo water pot, shiny with pine…
Explore Poems: Easter
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- By Andrew FrisardiPRIMEAt dawn, the shapes of cypresses in fog
Were fingers pointing up from graves, as if what's born… - By Robert DuncanThis is the way it is. We see
three ages in one: the child Jesus
innocent of Jerusalem and Rome
- magically… - By Kiki PetrosinoI’ll conjure the perfect Easter
& we’ll plant mini spruces in the yard—
my pink gloves & your green … - By A. E. HousmanLoveliest of trees, the cherry now
Is hung with bloom along the bough,
And stands about the woodland… - By William Butler YeatsI have met them at close of day
Coming with vivid faces
From counter or desk among grey
Eighteenth… - By James LaughlinEven on Easter Sunday
when the church was a
jungle of lilies and
ferns fat Uncle Paul
who loved … - By William BlakeLittle Lamb who made thee
Dost thou know who made thee
Gave thee life & bid thee feed.
By the stream… - By John DonneLet mans Soule be a Spheare, and then, in this,
The intelligence that moves, devotion is,
And as the… - By Robert PinskyEaster was the old North
Goddess of the dawn.
She rises daily in the East
And yearly in spring for the… - By D. NurkseThey pay us time and a half
and don’t dare catch us
drinking: we don’t insist,
don’t pass a bottle, … - By George HerbertLord, who createdst man in wealth and store,
Though foolishly he lost the same,
Decaying more and … - By George Herbert
I threaten'd to observe the strict decree
Of my dear God with all my power and might;
But I was told… - By Louis Untermeyer(Vienna) I
Shut out the light or let it filter through
These frowning aisles as penitentially
As though… - By Edgar BowersHer unawed face, whose pose so long assumed
Is touched with what reality we feel,
Bends to itself and… - By Thomas MertonThe men that cut their graves in the grey rocks
Go down more slowly than the sun upon their dusty country…