by Anne Bradstreet In silent night when rest I took， For sorrow near I did not look， I waken'd was with thund'ring noise And piteous shrieks o...
by John Canaday Amman sprawls， sun-struck， on seven hills， like a latter-day Rome， only less so. It was， in fact， once Roman， as the ruined theater do...
by Timothy Liu fire in that square floodlit by crimson gels left onstage a floating red silk scarf that snaked around the nimblest calves unable to ou...
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...
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 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 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 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 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 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...