By Joyce Kilmer
Now by what whim of wanton chanceDo radiant eyes know sombre days?And feet that shod in light should...
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- By Alexis De VeauxI pray for us as evening glides over implore the gods pray for us pray for this breathing planet the...
- By Alexis Pauline Gumbsthis is how i want you to love me blue over blue over blue wet til the paper buckles dark so the owls...
- By Nome Emeka Patricklate night, our hearts ticking, the crickets outside play the the drums of their lives the candle by...
- By Hart CraneI Above the fresh ruffles of the surf Bright striped urchins flay each other with sand. They have contrived...
- By Richard Rolle[Alle perisches and passes pat we with eghe see] It wanes into wrechednes, þe welth of þis worlde. Robes...
- By M. Bartley SeigelOn this cross-quarter day, quick to temper and cool, your long lashes startle me with their rime of ...
- By Kara Jacksonstill, living like they orbit one another, my grandfather, the planet, & grandma, his moon assigned...
- By Wendy BattinIf you can taste the oak in aging love, then no betrayal overcomes the taste of smoke on the lips and...
- By Craig Santos PerezI don't love you as if you were rare earth metals, conflict diamonds, or reserves of crude oil that ...
- By Mohja KahfHere it is Ramadan and I forgot to pray I can think only of you Here it is iftar and I forgot to eat...
- By Luther HughesI came to understand you, dear aperture, dear sweet sweet apple. I lean into the raven headboard and...
- By Geraldine Clarksoni married a person of great age whom i had won in a bet. they seemed prophet or king. of considerable...
- By Marjorie SaiserI save my love for what is close, for the dog's eyes, the depths of brown when I take a wet cloth to...
- By Ellen Bassto love life, to love it even when you have no stomach for it and everything you’ve held dear crumbles...
- By Wallace Stevens“Mother of heaven, regina of the clouds, O sceptre of the sun, crown of the moon, There is not nothing...
- By John KeatsThou still unravish'd bride of quietness, Thou foster-child of silence and slow time, Sylvan historian...
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- By Joy HarjoWe arrived when the days grew legs of night. Chocolates were offered. We ate latkes for hours to celebrate...
- By Joy HarjoWe watched her grow up. She was the urgent chirper, Fledgling flier. And when spring rolled Out its ...
- By Joy HarjoIt was way back, before there was a way back When time threaded earth and sky. Children were conceived...