by Barbara Hurd A teacher at the chalkboard turns and imagines pushing desks together， lowering her body onto the one whose question about character a...
INow Beowulf bode in the burg of the Scyldings，leader beloved， and long he ruledin fame with all folk， since his father had goneaway from the world， t...
IIWENT he forth to find at fall of nightthat haughty house， and heed whereverthe Ring-Danes， outrevelled， to rest had gone.Found within it the athelin...
IIITHUS seethed unceasing the son of Healfdenewith the woe of these days； not wisest menassuaged his sorrow； too sore the anguish，loathly and long， th...
by Edgar Allan Poe Once upon a midnight dreary， while I pondered， weak and weary， Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—&mdash...
by Patricia Goedicke Is dead serious about this one， having rehearsed it for two weeks They bring it right into the Old Fellows Meeting Hall. Riding t...
by Karen Brennan Spider City After a while I dreamt about the Spider City & when I woke up in my flannel pj's the curtain flapped open & t...
by Louise Glück The great thing is not having a mind. Feelings： oh， I have those； they govern me. I have a lord in heaven called the sun， and ope...
by William Carlos Williams so much depends upon a red wheel barrow glazed with rain water beside the white chickens....
by Robert Pinsky ". . . our language， forged in the dark by centuries of violent pressure， underground， out of the stuff of dead life." Thir...