by Charles Simic St. John of the Cross wore dark glasses As he passed me on the street. St. Theresa of Avila， beautiful and grave， Turned her back on ...
by Sherwin Bitsui Point north， north where they walk in long blankets of curled bark， dividing a line in the sand， smelling like cracked shell， desert...
by Lucille Clifton （at St. Mary's） may the tide that is entering even now the lip of our understanding carry you out beyond the face of fear may y...
by David R. Slavitt He broke in， picking the lock， or having stolen a key， and he knew the code to disarm the alarm， some homeless guy， a crazy street...
by Naomi Shihab Nye "A true Arab knows how to catch a fly in his hands，" my father would say. And he'd prove it， cupping the buzzer inst...
by Edward Lear I They went to sea in a Sieve， they did， In a Sieve they went to sea： In spite of all their friends could say， On a winter's morn， ...
by Dennis Lee You say you want to fight me？ But think I'd rather not？ Then listen to the story Of another guy I fought， And maybe you'll appre...
by David Wagoner When our semi-conductor Raised his baton， we sat there Gaping at Marche Militaire， Our mouth-opening number. It seemed faintly famili...
by William Shakespeare Blow， blow， thou winter wind， Thou art not so unkind As man's ingratitude； Thy tooth is not so keen， Because thou art not s...
by Lorenzo Thomas Man is no longer alone in the universe！ The day I found the hieroglyphic formula For happiness for all mankind I had to promise to g...