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

Is My Team Ploughing

By A. E. Housman

“Is my team ploughing,
   That I was used to drive
And hear the harness jingle . . .

Israfel

By Edgar Allan Poe

In Heaven a spirit doth dwell
   “Whose heart-strings are a lute”;   
None sing so wildly well . . .

It Couldn’t Be Done

By Edgar Albert Guest

Somebody said that it couldn’t be done
      But he with a chuckle replied
That “maybe it couldn’t,” but he would be one . . .

It Isn’t Me

By James Lasdun

It isn’t me, he’d say,
stepping out of a landscape
that offered, he’d thought, the backdrop . . .

It's the Little Towns I Like

By Thomas Lux

It’s the little towns I like
with their little mills making ratchets
and stanchions, elastic web, . . .

It sifts from Leaden Sieves - (291)

By Emily Dickinson

It sifts from Leaden Sieves -
It powders all the Wood.
It fills with Alabaster Wool . . .

It was not Death, for I stood up, (355)

By Emily Dickinson

It was not Death, for I stood up,
And all the Dead, lie down -
It was not Night, for all the Bells . . .

It would be neat if with the New Year

By Jimmy Santiago Baca

It would be neat if with the New Year
I could leave my loneliness behind with the old year.
My leathery loneliness an old pair of work boots . . .

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