by Sarah Getty The deer——neck not birch trunk， eyes not leaf or shadow， comes clear from nowhere at the eye's edge. The woman's le...
by Gwendolyn Brooks We real cool. We Left school. We Lurk late. We Strike straight. We Sing sin. We Thin gin. We Jazz June. We Die soon....
by Jon Loomis You're seventeen and tunnel-vision drunk， swerving your father's Fairlane wagon home at 3：00 a.m. Two-lane road， all curves and ...
by Joy Harjo Nearly everyone had left that bar in the middle of winter except the hardcore. It was the coldest night of the year， every place shut dow...
by William Wordsworth ——A simple child， That lightly draws its breath， And feels its life in every limb， What should it know of death？ I m...
by Juliana Spahr As it happens every night， beloveds， while we turned in the night sleeping uneasily the world went on without us. We live in our own ...
by Joanna Goodman Tell the truth： no key appeared in your mouth， no sound like mum， which wouldn't help anyway. Give me a word to get through the ...
by John Donne Death， be not proud， though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful， for thou are not so； For those whom thou think'st thou dost o...
by Charles Simic Green Buddhas On the fruit stand. We eat the smile And spit out the teeth....
by ángel González Translated by David Ignatow Of the hundreds of deaths that inhabit me， this one today bleeds the least. It's the d...