by Lisa Rhoades A man on 26th Street sets moon flowers to start in egg cartons on a table beside his bed. Soon they will loop around the gray windows ...
by Ray Gonzalez Given to me by my sister as a gift， the tiny Indian doll stands with no arms. Given to me so I can raise my hands and stop the world f...
by Matthew Rohrer I believe there is something else entirely going on but no single person can ever know it， so we fall in love. It could also be true...
by Ravi Shankar Between forest and field， a threshold like stepping from a cathedral into the street- the quality of air alters， an eclipse lifts， bou...
by William Carlos Williams munching a plum on the street a paper bag of them in her hand They taste good to her They taste good to her. They taste goo...
by Richard Lovelace When Love with unconfinéd wings Hovers within my gates， And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates； When I lie ta...
by Robert Herrick Fair pledges of a fruitful tree， Why do ye fall so fast？ Your date is not so past， But you may stay yet here awhile To blush and gen...
by Hart Crane How many dawns， chill from his rippling rest The seagull's wings shall dip and pivot him， Shedding white rings of tumult， building h...
by Robert Frost Love at the lips was touch As sweet as I could bear； And once that seemed too much； I lived on air That crossed me from sweet things， ...
by Edgar Allan Poe Helen， thy beauty is to me Like those Nicean barks of yore， That gently， o'er a perfumed sea， The weary， way-worn wanderer bore...