So there I was, wandering about, Strolling the gardens, minding my own business The way one does on an April…
Love and taxes, grief and loss. This can be a tough time of year. Read Laura Kasischke's wonderful poem and put…
‘We’re going to see the rabbit’ We are going to see the rabbit. We are going to see the rabbit.…
We pay through the nose for subjecting of foes. Abroad we're defeated, at home, we 're cheated. The ides of…
In Memoriam (Easter, 1915) The flowers left thick at nightfall in the wood This Eastertide call into mind the men,…
Lines Written in Early Spring by William Wordsworth I heard a thousand blended notes, While in a grove I sate…
Epitaph on a Tyrant Perfection, of a kind, was what he was after, And the poetry he invented was easy…
What Kinds of Times are These by Adrienne Rich There’s a place between two stands of trees where the grass…
A Facebook friend wanted some crowd-sourcing help for a piece she was editing. Her query asked readers to end the…
The Journey by Mary Oliver One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began, though the voices…