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Moonlight

Moonlight What time the meanest brick and stone Take on a beauty not their own, And past the flaw of…

7 years ago

Abandoned Farmhouse

Abandoned Farmhouse He was a big man, says the size of his shoes on a pile of broken dishes by…

8 years ago

The hand that signed the paper

In light of decision-making by executive order and the White House signing ceremonies that seem to exude smug gloating -…

8 years ago

Tides

Tides O patient shore, that canst not go to meet Thy love, the restless sea, how comfortest Thou all thy…

8 years ago

On the Fifth Day

On the Fifth Day the scientists who studied the rivers were forbidden to speak or to study the rivers. The…

8 years ago

A Polished Performance

A Polished Performance Citizens of the polished capital Sigh for the towns up country, And their innocent simplicity. People in…

8 years ago

Power

Power by Audre Lorde The difference between poetry and rhetoric is being ready to kill yourself instead of your children.…

8 years ago

Traveler, there is no road

Traveler, there is no road Caminante, no hay camino Traveler, your footprints are the only road, nothing else. Traveler, there…

8 years ago

Song of the Dark Ages

Song of the Dark Ages We digged our trenches on the down    Beside old barrows, and the wet White…

8 years ago

On the Steps of the Jefferson Memorial

The simplest poems can be amongst the most profound. On the Steps of the Jefferson Memorial We invent our gods…

8 years ago

Among the Narcissi

Spring comes earlier in the UK than it does here and the growing season is longer and cooler. Plath's poem…

8 years ago

Bent to the Earth

Here is a scene of violence and inhumanity that feels torn from the front page of the newspaper or a…

8 years ago

In Parenthesis: Part 1

This writing has to do with some things I saw, felt and was part of. The period covered begins in…

8 years ago

Appeal to the Grammarians

The temperature's rising. Time to think about eating outside and settling in at a sidewalk cafe to watch the world…

8 years ago

At The Bomb Testing Site

Jerry Harp's commentary in the Kenyon Review brought this poem back to mind. Always good to be reminded of William…

8 years ago