by Alan Shapiro What was it like before the doctor got there？ Till then， we were in the back seat of the warm dark bubble of the old Buick. We were wh...
by Eve Alexandra There were tiny hounds sniffing out their gilded cages. Fireplaces chaste， unlit and beds soft as the pears I ate from palms outstrec...
by Arthur Sze Slanting light casts onto a stucco wall the shadows of upwardly zigzagging plum branches. I can see the thinning of branches to the very...
无言独上西楼， 月如钩。 寂寞梧桐深院 锁清秋。 剪不断， 理还乱， 是离愁。 别是一般滋味 在心头。 ——李煜 Crows Crying at Night Mute， mounting west tower alone， I see the hooklike moon. L...
by Rolf Jacobsen Translated by Roger Greenwald We've come so far， thought the astronaut as he swam around the capsule in his third week and by acc...
by Anzhelina Polonskaya Translated by Andrew Wachtel He broke up the sky on the square and gave it like bread crumbs to birds. Then he cut it in piece...
by Robert Lowell For Elizabeth Bishop Nautilus Island's hermit heiress still lives through winter in her Spartan cottage； her sheep still graze ab...
by Jonathan Aaron Blondin made a fortune walking back and forth over Niagara Falls on a tightrope—blindfolded， or inside a sack， or pushing a wh...
by Matthew Rohrer It was a basement with its own basement， and in that basement were machines and dusty weapons， the engines of the house； where the f...
by Tony Towle The little Hispanic girl at the stationer's on Park Avenue South just now asked me my name， and repeated Tonio when I replied Tony. ...