Though victory’s proof of the skil… Defeat is the proof of your grit; A weakling can smile in his days o… But at trouble’s first sign he wil… So the test of the heart and the t…
Bring me to the blasted oak That I, midnight upon the stroke, (All find safety in the tomb.) May call down curses on his head Because of my dear Jack that’s de…
I can see myself now after all these suicide days and n… being wheeled out of one of those… (of course, this is only if I get… by a subnormal and bored nurse
We sit indoors and talk of the col… And every gust that gathers streng… Is a threat to the house. But the… We think of the tree. If it never… We’ll know, we say, that this was…
Not quite four a.m., when the rapt… strikes me from sleep, and I rise from the comfortable bed and go to another room, where my books ar… in their neat and colorful rows. H…
What is reality? I am a plaster doll; I pose with eyes that cut open without la… upon some shellacked and grinning… eyes that open, blue, steel, and c…
in yourself yes in your heart there in yourself
the Way of St James the power of faith prevailed along camino St James rough land akin to rough seas mythical argonauts sailed
To whom I owe the leaping delight That quickens my senses in our wak… And the rhythm that governs the re… the breathing in unison. Of lovers whose bodies smell of ea…
the mockingbird had been following… all summer mocking mocking mocking teasing and cocksure; the cat crawled under rockers on p…
Del otro lado de la puerta un homb… deja caer su corrupción. En vano elevará esta noche una plegaria a su curioso dios, que es tres, do… y se dirá que es inmortal. Ahora
Yellow bells blooming spreading go… Blue forget-me-nots compete for su… With pink geraniums and sweet lave… Morning glory blossoming in the vi… Inviting hummingbirds and butterfl…
Lord Strawberry, a nobleman, collected birds. He had the finest aviary in Europe, so large that eagles did not find it uncomfortable, so well laid out that both humming birds and snow-b...
The large cool store selling cheap… Set out in simple sizes plainly (Knitwear, Summer Casuals, Hose, In Browns and greys, maroons and… Conjures the weekday world of thos…
The AI Poet Torrent of words; a swift flowing… Ideas and vignettes pour out gushi… Spilling into a blank sheet of pap… Continuous relentless unceasing
Let me tell you a little story About Miss Edith Gee; She lived in Clevedon Terrace At number 83. She’d a slight squint in her left…
if you’re going to try, go all the way. otherwise, don’t even start. if you’re going to try, go all the way.
Our shells clacked on the plates. My tongue was a filling estuary, My palate hung with starlight: As I tasted the salty Pleiades Orion dipped his foot into the wat…
Once I am sure there’s nothing go… I step inside, letting the door th… Another church: matting, seats, an… And little books; sprawlings of fl… For Sunday, brownish now; some br…
The river Of my childhood, That tumbled Down a passage of rocks And cut-work ferns,
It seemed an unlikely match. All… grinding its teeth in a plastic sl… nose-down from a hook in the darkr… under the hatch in the floor. When… it knocked back a quarter-pint of…
The solitary wolf’s heart beats with a fervent intensity, a drumbeat in the stillness of night. His words pour forth like a torrent, a passionate declaration of love as a raging storm w...
I am small because I am a little… as old as my father is. My teacher will come and say, “It… and your books.” I shall tell him, “ Do you not kn…
The spirit likes to dress up like this: ten fingers, ten toes, shoulders, and all the rest
I have lain in bed all day but I have written one poem and I am up now looking out the window and like a novelist might say
A million million spermatozoa All of them alive; Out of their cataclysm but one poo… Dare hope to survive. And among that billion minus one
timelines a few million years ago humans began to evolve appeared a couple hundred thousand years recent adaptations to survive find us tod…
Ear to the ground; forefinger in t… Wide eyes scanning the heavens for… Fearful and troubled; feeling much… Yet hopeful, in the end stars will… We seek guidance, of our future un…
Hello, sun in my face. Hello, you who make the morning and spread it over the fields and into the faces of the tulips and the nodding morning glories,
I see you drinking at a fountain w… blue hands, no, your hands are not… they are small, and the fountain i… where you wrote me that last lette… I answered and never heard from yo…