by Laynie Browne His unset eyes - containing water - become expression， or color. They cloud in changing - though the change is never marked， it may e...
by Mark Doty You weren't well or really ill yet either； just a little tired， your handsomeness tinged by grief or anticipation， which brought to y...
by D.H. Lawrence The elephant， the huge old beast， is slow to mate； he finds a female， they show no haste they wait for the sympathy in their vast shy...
The earth opens and welcomes you Why these cries， these tears these prayers What have they lost What are they looking for those who trouble your refou...
by Robert Louis Stevenson When the grass was closely mown， Walking on the lawn alone， In the turf a hole I found， And hid a soldier underground. Sprin...
by Robert Lowell Wallowing in this bloody sty， I cast for fish that pleased my eye （Truly Jehovah's bow suspends No pots of gold to weight its end...
by Eve Alexandra This is a quiet grave. In is not made of myths， of great barbarous fish， of coral， or salt. No one submerges himself with metal and r...
by Timothy Donnelly Driver， please. Let's slow things down. I can't endure the speed you favor， here where the air's electric hands keep c...
by Dana Gelinas （Translated by Jen Hofer） Next to the fourteen excellent reasons to make February the month of love， which serve to advertise the best...
by Anthony Hecht So there stood Matthew Arnold and this girl With the cliffs of England crumbling away behind them， And he said to her， 'Try to be...