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ONLY poems listed here or in the current printed anthology are eligible for the 2013-2014 Poetry Out Loud competition. More information here.

I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud

By William Wordsworth

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd, . . .

Ice

By Gail Mazur

In the warming house, children lace their skates,   
bending, choked, over their thick jackets.
. . .

Idea 20: “An evil spirit, your beauty, haunts me still”

By Michael Drayton


An evil spirit, your beauty, haunts me still,
Wherewith, alas, I have been long possess'd, . . .

Idea 61: “Since there’s no help, come let us kiss and part”

By Michael Drayton

Since there’s no help, come let us kiss and part.
Nay, I have done, you get no more of me;
And I am glad, yea glad with all my heart, . . .

Idea 43: “Why should your fair eyes with such sovereign grace”

By Michael Drayton

Why should your fair eyes with such sovereign grace
Disperse their rays on every vulgar spirit,
Whilst I in darkness in the self-same place . . .

The Idler

By Alice Moore Dunbar-Nelson

An idle lingerer on the wayside's road,
  He gathers up his work and yawns away;
  A little longer, ere the tiresome load . . .

The Illiterate

By William Meredith

Touching your goodness, I am like a man
Who turns a letter over in his hand
And you might think this was because the hand . . .

Immortal Autumn

By Archibald MacLeish

I speak this poem now with grave and level voice   
In praise of autumn, of the far-horn-winding fall.
. . .

Immortal Sails

By Alfred Noyes

Now, in a breath, we’ll burst those gates of gold,
   And ransack heaven before our moment fails.
Now, in a breath, before we, too, grow old, . . .

In

By Andrew Hudgins

When we first heard from blocks away
the fog truck’s blustery roar,
we dropped our toys, leapt from our meals,    . . .