by Sharon Creech Thump-thump， thump-thump bare feet hitting the grass as I run run run in the air and like the air weaving through the trees skimming ...
by Marina Tsvetaeva Whence cometh such tender rapture？ Those curls——they are not the first ones I've smoothened， and I've already ...
by Janice Mirikitani "More than gems in my comb box shaped by the God of the Sea， I prize you， my daughter. . ." Lady Otomo， 8th century， Ja...
by Joshua Beckman Unslide the door， uncap the lazy little coffee cup. The pasty people must be part of the dinner. And a city turns its incapacity in，...
by John Ashbery Kind of empty in the way it sees everything， the earth gets to its feet and salutes the sky. More of a success at it this time than mo...
by Claudia Reder "Everyone needs one untranslatable song."——Juarroz On hearing the striped contralto of guinea fowl， its mock op...
by Marilyn Hacker August First： it was a year ago we drove down from St.-Guilhem-le-Désert to open the house in St. Guiraud rented unseen. I...
by Christina Rossetti Does the road wind up-hill all the way？ Yes， to the very end. Will the day's journey take the whole long day？ From morn to n...
by Edgar Bowers "Who is Apollo？" College student How shall a generation know its story If it will know no other？ When， among The scoffers at...
by Rae Armantrout If sadness is akin to patience， we're back！ Pattern recognition was our first response to loneliness. Here and there were like o...