by Randall Jarrell What a girl called "the dailiness of life" （Adding an errand to your errand. Saying， "Since you're up . . ."...
by Deborah Bernhardt The opposite of striking him. It is gawky to say. Speech， a loose tooth. That I'm in love I can't. Wasps and wisps of wor...
by Rachel Zucker Spring is not so very promising as it is the thing that looking back was fire， promising： ignition， aspiration； it was not under my t...
by Lucie Brock-Broido In the roan hour between then & then again， the now， in the Babel Of a sorrel ship gone horizontal to a prow of night， the b...
by D.H. Lawrence They say the sea is cold， but the sea contains the hottest blood of all， and the wildest， the most urgent. All the whales in the wide...
by Richard Matthews （after a painting by Georg Bazelitz） When the red chair suspended in air grazes the top of your head and the white pitcher that re...
by Jane Kenyon I took the last dusty piece of china out of the barrel. It was your gravy boat， with a hard， brown drop of gravy still on the porcelain...
by Mark Wunderlich A story： There was a cow in the road， struck by a semi—— half-moon of carcass and jutting legs， eyes already milky with...
by E. Ethelbert Miller Everything Each eye exists embracing exceptional emerald evenings Evolution explains Eden's evil Earth's ecology equate...
by Betsy Brown All the chairs and the long brown couch just lay down on the floor in a line and the thin curtains joined them， sort of on the side or ...