by Robinson Jeffers The extraordinary patience of things！ This beautiful place defaced with a crop of surburban houses- How beautiful when we first be...
by John Balaban The stream runs clear to its stones； the fish swim in sharp outline. Girl， turn your face for me to draw. Tomorrow， if we should drift...
by Donald Hall "Even when I danced erect by the Nile's garden I constructed Necropolis. Ten million fellaheen cells of my body floated stones...
by Muna Lee Acres of mangrove， crowding the sea-streaked marsh， Acres of mangrove， wading toward the beaches， And here and there a milky-white bloom t...
by Thomas Hardy Christmas Eve， and twelve of the clock. "Now they are all on their knees，" An elder said as we sat in a flock By the embers ...
by Louis Simpson Trees in the old days used to stand And shape a shady lane Where lovers wandered hand in hand Who came from Carentan. This was the sh...
by Sam Hamill Just as I wonder whether it's going to die， the orchid blossoms and I can't explain why it moves my heart， why such pleasure com...
by Ezra Pound And then went down to the ship， Set keel to breakers， forth on the godly sea， and We set up mast and sail on tha swart ship， Bore sheep ...
by Brian Swann The song was moist， filing away， drifting while we drifted， something in blackface， Al Jolson of birdland， not quite right， prophesizin...
by Kenneth Patchen The Orange bears with soft friendly eyes Who played with me when I was ten， Christ， before I'd left home they'd had Their p...