by Julia Kasdorf Among the first we learn is good-bye， your tiny wrist between Dad's forefinger and thumb forced to wave bye-bye to Mom， whose han...
by Hart Crane ——And yet this great wink of eternity， Of rimless floods， unfettered leewardings， Samite sheeted and processioned where Her ...
by Elizabeth Bishop Oh， but it is dirty！ ——this little filling station， oil-soaked， oil-permeated to a disturbing， over-all black transluc...
by Paul Mariani Beyond the moon， beyond planet blue and planet red， each day further from the sun she floats out toward the empty dark of X. Having do...
by Judith Viorst My pants could maybe fall down when I dive off the diving board. My nose could maybe keep growing and never quit. Miss Brearly could ...
by Charles Baudelaire （Translated by Rachel Hadas） Free as a bird and joyfully my heart Soared up among the rigging， in and out； Under a cloudless sky...
by Edgar Lee Masters The earth keeps some vibration going There in your heart， and that is you. And if the people find you can fiddle， Why， fiddle you...
by Jeffrey Skinner Go， bring back the worthless stick. "Of memory，" I almost added. But she wouldn't understand， naturally. There is the...
by Denise Liddell Lawson Tell me about yourself. Inflection expresses pleasure. Where are you from？ A house with many drawers and in each one is a bir...
by Dylan Thomas Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs About the lilting house and happy as the grass was green， The night above the dingl...