by Jill Bialosky After father died the love was all through the house untamed and sometimes violent. When the dates came we went up to our rooms and m...
by Muriel Spark Last thing at night and only one Man in the street， And even he was gone complete Into an absence as he stood Beside the lamplight lon...
by David Petruzelli When I was eight months old， Jackson Pollock stuck his hand in my crib and let me squeeze one of his fingers. He was in my parents...
by David Keplinger He didn‘t want the EKG. He didn’t want To know. But the nurse attached Its greasy patches to his chest to read. From wh...
by John Ashbery The first of the undecoded messages read： "Popeye sits in thunder， Unthought of. From that shoebox of an apartment， From livid cu...
by Wang Wei Translated by David Hinton Those canyons are too narrow to travel. How will you make your way there， when it's a mere bird-path—...
by Thomas Centolella I dreamt half my life was spent in wonder， and never suspected. So immersed in the moment I forgot I was ever there. Red-tailed h...
by Donald Revell It doesn't matter A damn what's playing— In the dead of winter You go， days of 1978 - 79， and we went Because the soldi...
by Charles Simic How much death works， No one knows what a long Day he puts in. The little Wife always alone Ironing death's laundry. The beautifu...
by Louise Glück In your extended absence， you permit me use of earth， anticipating some return on investment. I must report failure in my assignm...