by Matthew Rohrer In the middle garden is the secret wedding， that hides always under the other one and under the shiny things of the other one. Under...
by Louis Simpson A light is on in my father's study. "Still up？" he says， and we are silent， looking at the harbor lights， listening to ...
by Chase Twichell Don't tell me we're not like plants， sending out a shoot when we need to， or spikes， poisonous oils， or flowers. Come to me ...
by Sandra Alcosser Some days he'd rub two pegs together until they made a greasy hum like rain， the sound of moles grawing the dirt's grain， t...
by Liz Waldner The better to hear you with， my dear. Come right in， prayer. Let those who have ears to hear， hear. （Ab. Sourd， bien s？r.） Of course， o...
by Inge Pederson （Translated by Marilyn Nelson） Cold comes from every corner. It‘s snowing. And from the train Europe looks like a brittle roman...
by Heather McHugh 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear. Calm comes from burning. Tall comes from fast. Comely doesn't come from come. Pers...
by Aimee Nezhukumatathil I don't mean when a movie ends， as in， it's a！ Nor tortillas splitting with the heavy wet of bean. And I don't me...
by Agha Shahid AliWhat will suffice for a true-love knot？ Even the rain？But he has bought grief's lottery， bought even the rain."our glosses ...
by Karla Kuskin Write about a radish Too many people write about the moon. The night is black The stars are small and high The clock unwinds its ever-...