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The Destruction Of Sennacherib
by George Gordon Byron
The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold...

"Also Birds" [excerpt]
by Dawn Lundy Martin
Here, a description of stalemate looking past shore. Here is the fragment, the stunted word store...

"An Insistent and Eager Harmoniousness to Things"
by David Keplinger
Like an enormous leech the pancreas lies with its head tucked...

"Out, Out—"
by Robert Frost
The buzz-saw snarled and rattled in the yard...

'The child is father to the man.'
by Gerard Manley Hopkins
The child is father to the man...

619
by Kate Greenstreet
Unexpected meetings occur in a forest...

A Midsummer Night's Dream, Act II, Scene I [Over hill, over dale]
by William Shakespeare
Over hill, over dale...

Adonais, 49-52, [Go thou to Rome]
by Percy Bysshe Shelley
Go thou to Rome,--at once the Paradise...

As You Like It, Act II, Scene VII [Blow, blow, thou winter wind]
by William Shakespeare
Blow, blow, thou winter wind...

Becoming Weather, 21
by Chris Martin
I was out interviewing...

Endymion, Book I, [A thing of beauty is a joy for ever]
by John Keats
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever...

from Blue Dark
by Deborah Landau
the moon might rise and it might not...

from Canti
by Giacomo Leopardi
...

from Erotic Victor Sedatives
by Macgregor Card
Among...

from Mesongs
by Kamau Brathwaite
And suddenly you was talking trees...

from One Time
by Christian Wiman
But the world is more often refuge...

from People Close To You
by Crystal Williams
She asks if she can sit on the bench &...

from The Dogs
by Joshua Marie Wilkinson
But the moths find you, phantom...

from The Vision of Sir Launfal
by James Russell Lowell
And what is so rare as a day in June?...

Fusiturricula Lullaby
by Gjertrud Schnackenberg
A visit to the shores of lullabies...

Henry V, Act V, Scene III [What's he that wishes so?]
by William Shakespeare
What's he that wishes so...

In Memoriam, [Ring out, wild bells]
by Lord Alfred Tennyson
Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky...

Love's Labour's Lost, Act V, Scene 2 [Winter]
by William Shakespeare
When icicles hang by the wall...

New Organism [I want to think like a magi]
by Andrea Rexilius
I want to think like a magi...

Paradise Lost, Book IV, Lines 639–652
by John Milton
With thee conversing I forget all time...

Perceiving is the same as receiving and it is the same as responding.
by Brian Teare
thought begins as small floral bowls they hold greens--broccoli stalks...

Rocket Fantastic [excerpt]
by Gabrielle Calvocoressi
It's ridiculous what fame...

Snow-Bound [The sun that brief December day]
by John Greenleaf Whittier
The sun that brief December day...

Specimen Days [The Inauguration]
by Walt Whitman
The President very quietly rode down to the Capitol in his own carriage, by himself...

Subjects [excerpt]
by Caroline Knox
You see them through water and glass...

Tempest, Act V, Scene I [Where the bee sucks, there suck I]
by William Shakespeare
Where the bee sucks, there suck I...

Tender Buttons [A Little Called Pauline]
by Gertrude Stein
A little called anything shows shudders...

Tender Buttons [Milk]
by Gertrude Stein
A white egg and a colored pan and a cabbage showing settlement, a constant increase...

The Winter's Tale Act IV, Scene II [When daffodils begin to peer]
by William Shakespeare
When daffodils begin to peer...

Think Tank [excerpts]
by Julie Carr
First: The blinding of the citizens...

Ulysses [excerpt]
by James Joyce
and Gibraltar as a girl...

Un Chien Andalou (An Andalusian Dog)
by A. Van Jordan
Because a razor cuts across a frame of film...

A = A
by Andrew Joron
Mine to ask a mask to say, A is not A...

A Boat, Beneath a Sunny Sky
by Lewis Carroll
A boat, beneath a sunny sky...

A child said, What is the grass?
by Walt Whitman
A child said, What is the grass? fetching it to me with full...

A Christmas Carol
by Christina Rossetti
In The bleak mid-winter...

A Christmas Carol
by George Wither
So now is come our joyful feast...

A Clear Midnight
by Walt Whitman
This is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless,...

A Crocodile
by Thomas Lovell Beddoes
Hard by the lilied Nile I saw...

A Ditty
by Sir Philip Sidney
My true-love hath my heart, and I have his...

A Fairy Tale
by Jennifer L. Knox
When my father was nine years old...

A Feeling of AND, a Feeling of OR
by Sherod Santos
The window in mid-summer raised, and where...

A Fox's Tail is Called a Brush
by Emily Pettit
There is the room I will pretend does not exist...

A Ghost
by Cole Swensen
erodes the line between being and place of being time and so...

A lane of Yellow led the eye (1650)
by Emily Dickinson
A lane of Yellow led the eye...

A Line-storm Song
by Robert Frost
The line-storm clouds fly tattered and swift...

A Lover
by Amy Lowell
If I could catch the green lantern of the firefly...

A Man may make a Remark (952)
by Emily Dickinson
A Man may make a Remark...

A Meadow
by Lucie Brock-Broido
What was it I was hungry about. Hunger, it is one ...

A Memory Of the Players In a Mirror at Midnight
by James Joyce
They mouth love's language. Gnash...

A Nation's Strength
by Ralph Waldo Emerson
What makes a nation's pillars high...

A New Law
by Greg Delanty
Let there be a ban on every holiday...

A Noiseless Patient Spider
by Walt Whitman
A noiseless patient spider...

A Note on Absence
by Martin Corless-Smith
The story over having wished it otherwise...

A Short History of the Apple
by Dorianne Laux
Teeth at the skin. Anticipation...

A Song for New Year's Eve
by William Cullen Bryant
Stay yet, my friends, a moment stay—...

A Sonnet from the Archive Of Love's Failures, Volumes 1-3.5 Million
by Anne Boyer
If you were once inside my circle of love...

A Thought of the Nile
by Leigh Hunt
It flows through old hushed Egypt and its sands...

A Visit from St. Nicholas
by Clement Clark Moore
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house...

A Wedding at Cana, Lebanon, 2007
by Tom Sleigh
He said, It is terrible what happens...

a woman all about love yesterday.
by Shira Dentz
We have a single sky...

A Young Poet
by Jane Miller
For begging beauty...

Acquainted with the Night
by Robert Frost
I have been one acquainted with the night...

Advice to Passengers
by John Gallaher
There is a man, there is a woman...

Aedh wishes for the Cloths of Heaven
by W. B. Yeats
Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths...

After Apple-Picking
by Robert Frost
My long two-pointed ladder’s sticking through a tree...

After Bombardment, Sonya
by Ilya Kaminsky
I scrub and lather him like a salmon...

After dark vapors have oppress'd our plains
by John Keats
After dark vapors have oppress'd our plains...

After David Hammons
by Claudia Rankine
In the darkened moment a body gifted with the blue light of a flashlight...

After tagging the dust your body is made of
by Jen Tynes
After tagging the dust your body is made of ...

After the Election
by Sarah Messer
Moonlight slept quiet beneath the grandstand...

Again a Solstice
by Jennifer Chang
It is not good to think...

Air Envelope
by Catherine Wagner
A skylight stippled...

Albatross in Co. Antrim
by Robin Robertson
The men would sometimes try to catch one...

Alcove
by John Ashbery
Is it possible that spring could be...

All the Whiskey in Heaven
by Charles Bernstein
Not for all the whiskey in heaven...

Almost Sixty
by Jim Moore
No, I don't know...

Almost There
by Timothy Liu
Hard to imagine getting...

Along with Youth
by Ernest Hemingway
A porcupine skin...

Alphabet of Mother Language
by Anne Waldman
If Kali were a car, what kind of car would she be...

Amaze
by Adelaide Crapsey
I know...

America
by Herman Melville
Where the wings of a sunny Dome expand...

America [Try saying wren]
by Joseph Lease
in my body, 4 a.m. in my body, breading and olives and...

Amorosa Erranza
by Julian Talamantez Brolaski
...

Amy Check On My Square Inch of Land
by Farrah Field
You didn't win the Cyndi Lauper look-alike contest...

An Acrostic
by Edgar Allan Poe
Elizabeth it is in vain you say...

An August Midnight
by Thomas Hardy
A shaded lamp and a waving blind...

An Eternity
by Archibald MacLeish
There is no dusk to be...

An Irish Airman Foresees His Death
by W. B. Yeats
I know that I shall meet my fate...

An Old Man's Winter Night
by Robert Frost
All out-of-doors looked darkly in at him...

Anatomy
by Monica Ferrell
Man shaped out of mud...

And the Intrepid Anthurium
by Pura López-Colomé
Two bumblebees...

Another Rehearsal for Morning
by Joseph Massey
Beyond a hand...

Antique
by Arthur Rimbaud
Graceful son of Pan! Around your forehead crowned...

Apology
by Claudia Keelan
To know nothing of living things...

Appalachian Trail
by Ted Mathys
I am in the...

Approach of Winter
by William Carlos Williams
The half-stripped trees...

April
by James Schuyler
The morning sky is clouding up...

April frigging 6
by Anselm Berrigan
Meat pies delivered daily from...

As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies dráw fláme
by Gerard Manley Hopkins
As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies dráw fláme...

Ascension
by John Donne
Salute the last, and everlasting day...

Ashes
by Paula Meehan
The tide comes in; the tide goes out again...

At Hobby Lobby
by Rosa Alcalá
She tosses a bolt of fabric into the air...

At the Blue Note
by Pablo Medina
Sometimes in the heat of the snow...

At the Carnival
by Anne Spencer
Gay little Girl-of-the-Diving-Tank...

At the Entering of the New Year
by Thomas Hardy
Our songs went up and out the chimney...

At the Equinox
by Arthur Sze
The tide ebbs and reveals orange and purple sea stars...

At the round earth's imagined corners (Holy Sonnet 7)
by John Donne
At the round earth's imagin'd corners...

Au Hasard Balthazar
by Stacy Szymaszek
1974 I start...

Aubade
by Devin Johnston
A vacant hour...

Auguries of Innocence
by William Blake
To see a world in a grain of sand...

August
by Algernon Charles Swinburne
There were four apples on the bough...

Automatic Teller Machine
by Ben Mirov
If you work at a steady rate...

Autumn
by Amy Lowell
They brought me a quilled, yellow dahlia...

Autumn
by T. E. Hulme
A touch of cold in the Autumn night...

Autumn Evening
by David Lehman
The yellow pears hang in the lake...

Autumn Poem 2012
by Hoa Nguyen
Call capable...

B-Sides from my Idol Tryouts
by Harmony Holiday
The wild geese approaching treason, now federated along one keep...

Baby Tortoise
by D. H. Lawrence
You know what it is to be born alone,...

Back in Seaside
by Shanna Compton
Rain interchangeable with...

Balance, onslaught
by Khadijah Queen
I have a diamond house...

Bardo
by Peter Gizzi
I've spent my life...

Beauty Secrets, Revealed by the Queen in Snow White
by Natasha Sajé
Do for your neck what you do for your face...

Because I could not stop for Death (712)
by Emily Dickinson
Because I could not stop for Death--...

Bed in Summer
by Robert Louis Stevenson
In winter I get up at night...

Before
by Carl Adamshick
I always thought death would be like traveling...

Before the Feast of Shushan
by Anne Spencer
Garden of Shushan...

Big Game
by Brenda Shaughnessy
What began as wildfire ends up...

Birch
by Cynthia Zarin
Bone-spur, stirrup of veins—white colt...

Birth
by Tina Chang
I was locked into a single seed, my future fathoming...

Birth of Canada as a Nation, July First, 1867
by James McIntyre
Hail Britannia's noblest daughter...

Birthplace
by Michael Cirelli
Deep in the Boogie Down—...

Black bird, red wing
by Nickole Brown
So this is where the last year ...

Blood
by C. Dale Young
Someone has already pulled a knife...

Blue Dementia
by Yusef Komunyakaa
In the days when a man...

Blue Palestine
by Ariana Reines
Only one grass whistles out the tooth of my horse...

Blustery
by Neil Shepard
Blustery 25-below, O Walt, I wouldn't go...

Bone & Silence
by Gerald Fleming
A long time passes—long even in the understanding of stone...

Books
by Gerald Stern
How you loved to read in the snow and when your...

Boreal
by Andrew Joron
Across the stiffening pond, your steps...

Born Late
by David Dodd Lee
A block of soap...

Bows From The Last Dance
by Ish Klein
Not enough left to make sure a swan stays...

Break of Day
by John Donne
Tis true, 'tis day; what though it be?...

Brief Lives [excerpt]
by Ken Chen
Love, accepting that we are not pure and lucent hearts, ricocheting towards...

Bright Felon DVD Extra/Alternate Ending
by Kazim Ali
In the convicted evening I am a victor struck loose and restless...

Bright Star
by John Keats
Bright star! would I were steadfast as thou art...

Burning of the Three Fires
by Jeanne Marie Beaumont
I set the cookbook on fire...

By Night with Torch and Spear
by Timothy Donnelly
That fire at the mouth of the flare stack rising...

Cézanne
by Alfred Kreymborg
Our door was shut to the noon-day heat...

Calamus [In Paths Untrodden]
by Walt Whitman
In paths untrodden...

Call Us
by Sally Van Doren
Let's use our nicknames...

Camp of No Return
by James Tate
I sat in the old tree swing without swinging. My loafer...

canvas and mirror
by Evie Shockley
self-portrait with cats, with purple, with stacks...

Cape Coast Castle
by Yusef Komunyakaa
I made love to you, & it loomed there...

Carrefour
by Amy Lowell
O You...

Casey at the Bat
by Ernest Lawrence Thayer
The outlook wasn't brilliant for the Mudville nine that day;...

Challenger
by Lyrae Van Clief-Stefanon
pretty's just armor...

Change
by Carl Dennis
Just yesterday my poem lamenting the power...

Cherry Blossom Storm
by Henri Cole
Draping my body in the usual sterile manner...

Chirality
by Rae Armantrout
If I didn't need ...

Chita Ground
by Sandra Doller
The blazes mine...

Choke
by Eileen Myles
Of all the ways of forgetting...

Christmas Bells
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
I heard the bells on Christmas Day...

Christmas Trees
by Robert Frost
The city had withdrawn into itself...

Civilization
by Carl Phillips
There's an art...

Coda
by Ezra Pound
O my songs...

Cognitive Deficit Market
by Joshua Corey
She has forgotten what she forgot...

Color - Caste - Denomination - (970)
by Emily Dickinson
Color - Caste - Denomination...

Come My Cantilations
by Ezra Pound
Come my cantilations...

Comet Hyakutake
by Arthur Sze
Comet Hyakutake's tail stretches for 360 million miles...

Complaint
by William Logan
The faucets squeeze...

Complaint
by William Carlos Williams
They call me and I go...

Complaint of Isadora Duncan's Scarf
by Charles Jensen
My only glory was in beauty...

Confetti Allegiance: Love Letter to Jim Brodey
by CAConrad
Is there a deceased poet who was alive in your lifetime but you never met...

Constancy to an Ideal Object
by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Since all that beat about in Nature's range...

Continuities
by Walt Whitman
Nothing is ever really lost, or can be lost...

Court Gestures [excerpt]
by Kristi Maxwell
CHIP – CHIRP / WAXY / KIT / MEND...

Cousin Nancy
by T. S. Eliot
Miss Nancy Ellicott...

Covers
by Kathryn Cowles
...

Curve of Pursuit
by Bin Ramke
A point, a line, alignment. Lovely...

Custom
by Rae Armantrout
We maintain a critical distance...

Daily Life
by Susan Wood
A parrot of irritation sits...

Danny Boy
by Frederick Edward Weatherly
Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling...

Dark Matter
by Jack Myers
I've lived my life as if I were my wife...

Darling, You Are the World's Fresh Ornament
by Laura Cronk
Darling, you are the world’s fresh ornament....

Dawn Dreams
by Rachel Hadas
Dreams draw near at dawn and then recede...

Day of Grief
by Gerald Stern
I was forcing a wasp to the top of a window...

Days
by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Daughters of Time, the hypocritic Days...

Dear Corporation,
by Adam Fell
I don't know how to say how I feel politely...

Dear Empire [these are your temples]
by Oliver de la Paz
These are your temples...

Dear March - Come in - (1320)
by Emily Dickinson
Dear March - Come in - ...

Dear Michael (2)
by Mark McMorris
The wound cannot close; language is a formal exit...

Dear Migraine,
by Gail Mazur
You're the shadow shadow lurking in me...

Dear Tiara
by Sean Thomas Dougherty
I dreamed I was a mannequin in the pawnshop window...

Death, Is All
by Ana Božičević
I woke up real early to write about death (the lake through the trees) from...

December, 1919
by Claude McKay
Last night I heard your voice, mother...

Demon and The Dove
by Miguel Murphy
The psychotherapist has a sad dove ...

Detail of the Woods
by Richard Siken
I looked at all the trees and didn't know what to do...

Directions for Lines that will Remain Unfinished
by Sarah Messer
Line to be sewn into a skirt hem...

Discordants [Dead Cleopatra lies in a crystal casket]
by Conrad Aiken
Dead Cleopatra lies in a crystal casket...

Dispatches from Devereux Slough
by Mark Jarman
Highwayman of the air, coal-headed, darting...

Division Street
by Elise Paschen
The spire of Holy Name Cathedral rose like a prayer...

Does the Document Promise?
by Thom Donovan
Crying onto the documents doesn't make for very good metadata...

Dover Beach
by Matthew Arnold
The sea is calm tonight,...

Dream In Which I Meet Myself
by Lynn Emanuel
Even the butter's a block of sleazy light. I see that first...

Drench
by Anne Stevenson
You sleep with a dream of summer weather...

Dust of Snow
by Robert Frost
The way a crow...

Each year
by Dora Malech
I snap the twig to try to trap...

Earth Took of Earth
by Anonymous
Earth took of earth earth with ill...

Earthy Anecdote
by Wallace Stevens
Every time the bucks went clattering...

Easter 1916
by W. B. Yeats
I have met them at close of day...

Easter Monday [excerpt]
by Ted Berrigan
Under a red face, black velvet shyness...

Ecce Puer
by James Joyce
Of the dark past...

Economy
by Sandra Beasley
After you've surrendered to pillows...

effect shrewd preferences
by Evie Shockley
the screed seen here blesses...

Egg
by Aleš Šteger
When you kill it at the edge of the pan, you don't notice...

Egg Candling
by Joyce Peseroff
Shadow=life...

El Florida Room
by Richard Blanco
Not a study or a den, but El Florida...

Election Day, November, 1884
by Walt Whitman
If I should need to name, O Western World, your powerfulest scene and show...

Elegy for my husband
by Toi Derricotte
What was there is no longer there...

Elegy in Joy [excerpt]
by Muriel Rukeyser
We tell beginnings: for the flesh and the answer...

Elegy in X Parts [Kafka said, A book]
by Matt Rasmussen
...

End Words
by Randall Mann
Sewanee, Tennessee...

Enemies
by Dante Micheaux
The thing about entertaining them...

Engines Within the Throne
by Cathy Park Hong
We once worked as clerks...

England in 1819
by Percy Bysshe Shelley
An old, mad, blind, despised, and dying king...

Enough
by Jeffrey Harrison
It's a gift, this cloudless November morning...

Epitaph to a Dog
by George Gordon Byron
Near this Spot...

Epithalamion
by Edmund Spenser
Ye learnèd sisters, which have oftentimes...

Epithalamium
by Bob Hicok
A bee in the field. The house on the mountain...

Errançities
by Quincy Troupe
the mind wanders as a line of poetry taking flight meanders...

Essay on Adam
by Robert Bringhurst
There are five possibilities. One: Adam fell....

Eternity
by William Blake
He who binds to himself a joy...

Eulogy
by Kevin Young
To allow silence...

Evening Song
by Sherwood Anderson
My song will rest while I rest...

Exact
by Rae Armantrout
Quick, before you die...

Exoskeletal Gesture
by Eric Baus
Venom erupted from the trees ...

Failing and Flying
by Jack Gilbert
Everyone forgets that Icarus also flew...

Fairbanks Under the Solstice
by John Haines
Slowly, without sun, the day sinks...

Farewell
by John Clare
Farewell to the bushy clump close to the river...

Father
by Edgar Guest
My father knows the proper way...

Feed Me, Also, River God
by Marianne Moore
Lest by diminished vitality and abated...

Fifteen Years of Darkness
by Liu Xiaobo
15 years ago...

Figure
by Marjorie Welish
The poet redirected my likeness....

Final Performance
by Cynthia Cruz
I crawl along the wet floor...

Fire and Ice
by Robert Frost
Some say the world will end in fire...

Fire Dreams
by Carl Sandburg
I remember here by the fire...

First Fig
by Edna St. Vincent Millay
My candle burns at both ends...

First Light Edging Cirrus
by Jane Hirshfield
10^25 molecules...

Fixed Interval
by Devin Johnston
When he turns fifteen, you'll be fifty-four...

Flesh
by Joan Larkin
Hooves were forbidden, but she fed us...

Flood
by James Joyce
Gold-brown upon the sated flood...

Folly Stamp
by Prageeta Sharma
Clatter into the window this late night....

For Aaron Sheon
by Judith Vollmer
Tiny hatches, if you make enough of them, make...

For N & K
by Gina Myers
Otis on vinyl...

For Once, Then, Something
by Robert Frost
Others taunt me with having knelt at well-curbs...

Forever War
by Nate Pritts
In studying the anomaly...

forgetting something
by Nick Flynn
Try this—close / your eyes. No, wait, when—if—we see each other...

Fork with Two Tines Pushed Together
by Nick Lantz
It's fast and cool as running water, the way we forget...

Four Lack Songs
by Susan Stewart
Hammer to a copper bowl...

Fragment 3: Come, come thou bleak December wind
by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Come, come thou bleak December wind...

from Crossing State Lines [Shirtsleeved afternoons]
by Rita Dove
Shirtsleeved afternoons...

from genesis
by Laura Walker
in the beginning the sound of holes, and the weight of treason and light paper streamers...

From Honey to Ashes
by Geoffrey G. O'Brien
What follows is terms and classifications, the West...

from Projection
by Lidija Dimkovska
But I know that you know how your palms itch when you're alone,...

Frost at Midnight
by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
The frost performs its secret ministry...

Frozen
by Natasha Head
I have seen a life laid to waste...

Fushigi na Chicharrón
by Rosa Alcalá
The body's hidden face...

García Lorca Meets Crane
by Dante Micheaux
Had the metropolitan afternoon not bored him...

Garden of Bees
by Matthew Rohrer
The narcissus grows past...

Gather
by Rose McLarney
Some springs, apples bloom too soon....

George Moses Horton, Myself
by George Moses Horton
I feel myself in need...

Get Used To It
by Margaret Young
Wake up, even Monday the cup's still full...

Ghost Elephants
by Jean Valentine
In the elephant field...

Ghost House
by Robert Frost
I dwell in a lonely house I know...

Ghost Story
by Matthew Dickman
I remember telling the joke...

Ghostology
by Rebecca Lindenberg
The whistler's...

Ghosts That Need Reminding
by Dana Levin
Through shattered glass and sheeted furniture, chicken...

Gihon
by Donald Revell
They all wore little hats...

Gila
by Rigoberto González
It's no curse ...

Glass Corona
by Brian Henry
The opening (read: aperture...

Glass House
by Heather McHugh
Everything obeyed our laws and...

Go, lovely rose!
by Edmund Waller
Go, lovely rose!...

God's Grandeur
by Gerard Manley Hopkins
The world is charged with the grandeur of God....

God's World
by Edna St. Vincent Millay
O world, I cannot hold thee close enough...

Goddess of Maple at Evening
by Chard deNiord
She breathed a chill that slowed the sap...

Gold River
by Catie Rosemurgy
The arch in the bridge. The moment of architecture...

Gold River Neck Riddle
by Catie Rosemurgy
What is red and singing on the inside, gray and moaning on the outside?...

Good Hair
by Sherman Alexie
Hey, Indian boy, why (why!) did you slice off your braids?...

Grace For a Child
by Robert Herrick
Here, a little child I stand...

Gradeschool's Large Windows
by Thomas Lux
weren't built to let the sunlight in...

Granada Sings Whitman
by Nathalie Handal
By the river Genil...

Grasshopper
by Ron Padgett
It's funny when the mind thinks about the psyche...

Ground Birds in Open Country
by Stanley Plumly
They fly up in front of you so suddenly...

Guessing My Death [excerpt]
by CAConrad
by choking in...

Guillaume Apollinaire
by Gertrude Stein
Give known or pin ware...

Gulls
by William Carlos Williams
My townspeople, beyond in the great world...

Half Mile Down
by Michael Ryan
My sick heart and my sick soul...

Half-Hearted Sonnet
by Kim Addonizio
He'd left his belt. She...

Hamatreya
by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Bulkeley, Hunt, Willard, Hosmer, Meriam, Flint...

Handfuls
by Carl Sandburg
Blossoms of babies...

Handshake Histories
by Jeff Hoffman
They're locked together outside a gift shop outside...

Haunted
by Naomi Shihab Nye
We are looking for your laugh....

Haunted Houses
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
All houses wherein men have lived and died...

Health
by Rafael Campo
While jogging on the treadmill at the gym...

Heart Condition
by Jericho Brown
I don't want to hurt a man, but I like to hear one beg...

Here
by Ed Roberson
There is nothing concrete to grasp in...

Here and Now
by Stephen Dunn
There are words...

Here City
by Rick Snyder
The sounds...

Heroisms, 4, 5
by Dan Beachy-Quick
I speak these words directly into his yawn...

Hey You
by Adrian Blevins
Back when my head like an egg in a nest...

High Tide at Race Point
by Charles Bernstein
A commercial with no pitch....

His Excellency General Washington
by Phillis Wheatley
Celestial choir! enthron'd in realms of light...

Holiday
by Sarah Gambito
I want to lick someone...

Hope is the thing with feathers (254)
by Emily Dickinson
Hope is the thing with feathers...

Horoscope
by Maureen N. McLane
Again the white blanket...

Horses at Midnight Without a Moon
by Jack Gilbert
Our heart wanders lost in the dark woods....

How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43)
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways....

How like a winter hath my absence been (Sonnet 97)
by William Shakespeare
How like a winter hath my absence been...

How the mind works still to be sure
by Jennifer Denrow
You were the white field when you handed me a blank...

How We Found Our Way
by Matthew Thorburn
The lead dog was called Gandy....

Human Atlas
by Marianne Boruch
Because the body really...

Hustlers with Bad Timing
by D. A. Powell
That pip in the pear is a blackbird. Tussle on the grass a grackle. It is officially spring. Watch...

Hymn
by Kazim Ali
My father's silence I cannot brook. By now he must know I live and well...

I Can Afford Neither the Rain
by Holly Iglesias
Nor the strip of light between the slats...

I Give a Convincing Sermon
by Melissa Broder
I give a convincing sermon. I say The body...

I Hear America Singing
by Walt Whitman
I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear,...

I Love You
by Sara Teasdale
When April bends above me...

I measure every Grief I meet (561)
by Emily Dickinson
I measure every Grief I meet...

I Sing the Body Electric
by Walt Whitman
I sing the body electric,...

I Sit and Sew
by Alice Dunbar-Nelson
I sit and sew—a useless task it seems...

I Too Was Loved By Daphne
by Judith Baumel
Daphne was known within these doors...

I Wake and Feel the Fell of Dark, Not Day
by Gerard Manley Hopkins
I wake and feel the fell of dark, not day....

I'd Like a Little Flashlight
by Rachel Zucker
and I'd like to get naked and into bed and be hot...

I'm Nobody! Who are you? (260)
by Emily Dickinson
I'm Nobody! Who are you?...

If We Must Die
by Claude McKay
If we must die--let it not be like hogs...

If You Go into the Woods You Will Find It Has a Technology
by Heather Christle
This tree has a small LED display...

If—
by Rudyard Kipling
If you can keep your head when all about you...

Ignatz Oasis
by Monica Youn
When you have left me...

Imperatives
by Marilyn Buck
Bring me out...

In a Beautiful Country
by Kevin Prufer
A good way to fall in love...

In a Blue Wood
by Richard Levine
The couple in Van Gogh's blue wood is walking...

In drear nighted December
by John Keats
In drear nighted December...

In Flanders Fields
by John McCrae
In Flanders fields the poppies grow...

In Tenebris
by Ford Madox Ford
All within is warm...

In the Airport
by Eleni Sikélianòs
A man called Dad walks by...

in the decision of a beginning [3]
by Rusty Morrison
No sensation of falling, which suggests that this condition may be flight...

in the meadow magenta
by Cynthia Hogue
bloom looks...

In the Mountains on a Summer Day
by Li Po
Gently I stir a white feather fan...

in the ruins
by Mark Conway
we drank in the remains...

In the Village
by Derek Walcott
I came up out of the subway and there were...

In This Light
by Matt Hart
nothing and nothing...

INSTANT CLASSIC: a[tone]meant [I.]
by Erica Kaufman
don't be sick anymore don't sit...

Instead of Losing
by John Ashbery
Anyone, growing up in a space you hadn't used yet...

Interlude
by Edith Sitwell
Amid this hot green glowing gloom...

Intimacy
by Paisley Rekdal
How horrible it is, how horrible...

Into Bad Weather Bounding
by Bin Ramke
Colligated points, dust, ultimately a cloud, as in...

Invitation to Love
by Paul Laurence Dunbar
Come when the nights are bright with stars...

Iowa
by Kate Northrop
You imagined yourself...

Iscariot Rising Sutra
by Ben Kopel
Someone went away...

It is a Beauteous Evening, Calm and Free
by William Wordsworth
It is a beauteous evening, calm and free...

It Is a Small Plant
by William Carlos Williams
It is a small plant ...

It sifts from Leaden Sieves - (311)
by Emily Dickinson
It sifts from Leaden Sieves...

It's all I have to bring today (26)
by Emily Dickinson
It's all I have to bring today...

Item:
by Lynn Emanuel
I strolled through the neighborhood of beautiful houses...

Jabberwocky
by Lewis Carroll
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyreand gimble in the wabe;...

Jamaican Idol
by Terese Svoboda
Walking backward from the sea...

January
by Helen Hunt Jackson
O Winter! frozen pulse and heart of fire...

Joy in the Woods
by Claude McKay
There is joy in the woods just now...

Killing Flies
by Michael Dickman
I sit down for dinner...

Kingdom Animalia
by Aracelis Girmay
When I get the call about my brother,...

Kitchen Maid with Supper at Emmaus, or The Mulata
by Natasha Trethewey
She is the vessels on the table before her:...

Kristin's Dream In November
by Bernadette Mayer
I went thru the turnstyle to the party...

La Pelona as Birdwoman [excerpt]
by Rigoberto González
Tonight...

Lais
by H. D.
Let her who walks in Paphos...

Lament of the Middle Man
by Jay Parini
In late October in the park...

Lamp or Mirror
by Tony Barnstone
When strange light stirs the mirror, forces swirl ...

Larry Levis in Provincetown
by Rick Hilles
This is how I am summoned from nothingness:...

Last
by Maxine Scates
At dusk the streetlights...

Leap Year Poem
by Mother Goose
Thirty days hath September...

Least Said
by Olena Kalytiak Davis
Maybe we you us...

Leda and the Swan
by W. B. Yeats
A sudden blow: the great wings beating still...

Leo Said
by Eileen Myles
you've gotta...

Let me not to the marriage of true minds (Sonnet 116)
by William Shakespeare
Let me not to the marriage of true minds...

Letter Already Broadcast into Space
by Jake Adam York
You are not here...

Life in a Love
by Robert Browning
Escape me?...

Lighthouse
by Alfred Corn
Pilot at the helm of a hidden...

Lines Inscribed Upon a Cup Formed from a Skull
by George Gordon Byron
Start not—nor deem my spirit fled...

Lines on a Skull
by Ravi Shankar
Start spirit; behold...

Lines Written in Early Spring
by William Wordsworth
I heard a thousand blended notes...

Lines: 'When the Lamp is Shattered'
by Percy Bysshe Shelley
When the lamp is shattered...

Little White Church
by Marilyn Nelson
Us Free Will Baptists walked a thin tightwire...

London
by William Blake
I wander thro' each charter'd street,...

London Snow
by Robert Bridges
When men were all asleep the snow came flying...

Long Island Sound
by Emma Lazarus
I see it as it looked one afternoon...

Love
by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
All thoughts, all passions, all delights...

Love
by Katy Lederer
We go back to our house. We are lovers...

Love in a Life
by Robert Browning
Room after room...

Love Poem
by Graham Foust
What would pick through our shadows would tear them, too...

Love Song for Love Songs
by Rafael Campo
A golden age of love songs and we still...

Love, Delight, and Alarm [excerpt]
by Karen Weiser
Then the treehouse burned. And continued...

Lovers' Infiniteness
by John Donne
If yet I have not all the love...

Lunar Paraphrase
by Wallace Stevens
The moon is the mother of pathos and pity...

Magdalen Walks
by Oscar Wilde
The little white clouds are racing over the sky...

Magnolia
by Gerald Stern
The mayor, in order to marry us, borrowed...

Maine Seafood Company
by Matthew Dickman
A LOBSTER...

Making Shelves
by D. Nurkse
In that lit window in Bushwick...

Man in Stream
by Rosanna Warren
You stand in the brook, mud smearing...

Mannahatta
by Walt Whitman
I was asking for something specific and perfect for my city...

Many-Roofed Building in Moonlight
by Jane Hirshfield
I found myself...

Mars Poetica
by Wyn Cooper
Imagine you're on Mars, looking at earth...

Mass Effect
by Katy Lederer
Pushed together, pulled apart, we were purported pluripotent...

Matriot Acts, Act I [History of Mankind]
by Anne Waldman
you no longer believe in anything...

Matters About Which Unfortunately I Have No Brilliant Opinion to Offer Readers
by Sandra Santana
With the arrival of the night...

Memento
by Eamon Grennan
Scattered through the ragtaggle underbrush starting to show green shoots...

Mending Wall
by Robert Frost
Something there is that doesn't love a wall,...

Midsummer
by William Cullen Bryant
A power is on the earth and in the air...

Miracles
by Walt Whitman
Why, who makes much of a miracle...

Mirrors
by Tada Chimako
The mirror is always slightly taller than I...

Mist Valley
by James Longenbach
At the end of August, when all...

Mnemosyne
by Trumbull Stickney
It's autumn in the country I remember...

Moonlight
by Sara Teasdale
It will not hurt me when I am old...

more shadow
by Priscilla Becker
as the sun...

Morning Antlers
by Arthur Sze
Redwinged blackbirds in the cattail pond...

Morning Song
by Sawako Nakayasu
Every time, these days, it seems, an equation gets forced. Forged...

Mosul
by David Hernandez
The donkey. The donkey pulling the cart...

Mother's Day
by David Young
I see her doing something simple, paying bills...

My Brother At 3 AM
by Natalie Diaz
He sat cross-legged, weeping on the steps...

My Daughter All Yourn
by Farid Matuk
will she be closer to the falling away of the gaze of things than others...

My Daughter Among the Names
by Farid Matuk
Difficult once I've said things...

My First Roses
by Ira Sadoff
My first roses brought me to my senses...

My Heart
by Kim Addonizio
That Mississippi chicken shack...

My Heart Leaps Up
by William Wordsworth
My heart leaps up when I behold...

My life has been the poem I would have writ
by Henry David Thoreau
My life has been the poem I would have writ...

My Lost Youth
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Often I think of the beautiful town...

My love is as a fever, longing still
by Christopher Bursk
It didn't take a Harvard Medical School degree...

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun (Sonnet 130)
by William Shakespeare
My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun...

My Mother Was No White Dove
by Reginald Shepherd
no dove at all, coo-rooing through the dusk...

My Pentagon
by Heather Christle
It was the military...

Near misses
by Laura Kasischke
The truck that swerved to miss the stroller in which I slept...

New Year's Morning
by Helen Hunt Jackson
Only a night from old to new...

Night
by Carsten René Nielsen
At night things become ever so smaller, our shoes and teeth, too, and...

Night Blooming Jasmine
by Giovanni Pascoli
And in the hour when blooms unfurl...

Night Drafts
by Tony Sanders
Polite, intent, no fooling this time, because blasphemy...

Night School
by Micah Ballard
Off hours...

Night Theater
by Meena Alexander
Snails circle...

NIGHTMORNINGSKY
by Peter Cooley
I'd like to see the tree as it once stood...

Nights On The Peninsula
by D. Nurkse
We could not separate ourselves from our endless making...

NINE, 40
by Anne Tardos
Take a good look, she says about her inventory. ...

NINE, 86
by Anne Tardos
The insubstantial and changing quality of space is appreciated...

No!
by Thomas Hood
...

Noël: Christmas Eve 1913
by Robert Bridges
A frosty Christmas Eve...

Not from the stars do I my judgment pluck (Sonnet 14)
by William Shakespeare
Not from the stars do I my judgment pluck,...

Not marble nor the guilded monuments (Sonnet 55)
by William Shakespeare
Not marble nor the gilded monuments...

November Night
by Adelaide Crapsey
Listen...

Now Winter Nights Enlarge
by Thomas Campion
Now winter nights enlarge...

Nunaqtigiit
(people related through common possession of territory)

by Joan Kane
The enemy misled that missed the island in the fog...

Oarlock, Oar (Y, W, V, U, F)
by Katrina Vandenberg
still I hail from smokestacks girders closed...

Obscurity and Selfhood
by C. D. Wright
Not far...

Obviously
by Ben Doller
The curtain is kind...

October
by Robert Frost
O hushed October morning mild...

October 14—The Dow Closes Up 10015
by Susan Briante
I bleed a little, peyote tea waits in the refrigerator...

Ode to My Hands
by Tim Seibles
Five-legged pocket spiders, knuckled...

Ode to the West Wind
by Percy Bysshe Shelley
O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being,...

Of the Surface of Things
by Wallace Stevens
In my room, the world is beyond my understanding...

Off Lows, Weakness Remains: Meditation #3
by Susan Briante
In the PartyStore/PierOne/Target/Kohls parking lot...

Offerings
by Howard Altmann
To the night I offered a flower...

Old Boy
by A. Van Jordan
If one rainy night you find yourself...

Old Ironsides
by Oliver Wendell Holmes
Long has it waved on high...

On a Thought of Wordsworth's
by Théophile Gautier
I've read no line of Wordsworth whom the steven...

On Anti-Biography
by Will Alexander
For me, biography is a lantern, burning in the midst of parenthetical opaqueness...

On First Looking into Chapman's Homer
by John Keats
Much have I traveled in the realms of gold...

On My Third Anniversary in New Jersey
by Noelle Kocot
It's the fern beyond the wind, the classic...

On Silence
by R. Zamora Linmark
Is it the Garcia Lorca kind...

On Summer
by George Moses Horton
Esteville begins to burn...

On the Beach at Night Alone
by Walt Whitman
On the beach at night alone...

On The Origins Of Things
by Troy Jollimore
Everyone knows that the moon started out...

On Upnor Road
by Elizabeth Spires
Set back from the street behind a stand of trees...

One Child Has Brown Eyes
by Marilyn Chin
One child has brown eyes, one has blue...

One day is there of the series
by Emily Dickinson
One day is there of the series...

One Night
by Mathias Svalina
I am scared of one night...

One of the Dummies at Night
by Gibson Fay-LeBlanc
He slept in the tinder box...

Opal
by Amy Lowell
You are ice and fire,...

Orchard
by H. D.
I saw the first pear...

Orkney Interior
by Ian Hamilton Finlay
Doing what the moon says, he shifts his chair...

Our Bodies Break Light
by Traci Brimhall
We crawl through the tall grass and idle light,...

Our Valley
by Philip Levine
We don't see the ocean, not ever, but in July and August...

Out of the Rolling Ocean, the Crowd
by Walt Whitman
Out of the rolling ocean, the crowd, came a drop gently to me...

Outside the Church
by Annie Petrie-Sauter
The clinic hardly ever called the cops...

Ozymandias
by Percy Bysshe Shelley
I met a traveller from an antique land...

Pacific Slope
by Stephen Motika
shoals in sparked night...

Panoramic View
by Shanna Compton
Last week Mars suddenly got a lot closer...

Paradise on Black Ice
by Patrick Donnelly
I wind...

Parkeresque
by Rebecca Wolff
I'd like a...

Parochial Poetry
by Ben Doller
whiter I make it when walking right in...

Parole Hearing
by Idra Novey
And they searched her voice, heard the lurch of a bus into the deep muck of a field...

Passage to India
by Walt Whitman
Singing my days...

Pavilion of Leaves
by Matthew Rohrer
Central Park in a...

Peace on Earth
by William Carlos Williams
The Archer is wake...

Pedagogy and Performance
by Mark Bibbins
Whatever the lesson was, it wasn't...

Pericardium
by Joanna Klink
Am I not alone, as I thought I was, as I thought...

Peyote Poem [excerpt]
by Michael McClure
Clear — the senses bright — sitting in the black chair — Rocker...

Peyton Place: A Haiku Soap Opera [excerpt]
by David Trinidad
Just when you think you...

Photographs of the Interiors of Dictators' Houses
by Albert Goldbarth
It's as if every demon from hell with aspirations...

Pied Beauty
by Gerard Manley Hopkins
Glory be to God for dappled things--...

Places [III. Winter Sun]
by Sara Teasdale
There was a bush with scarlet berries...

playing with fire
by Evie Shockley
something is always burning, passion...

Plural Happiness
by David Rivard
A curtain bellying like a pregnant cloud, warm white...

Pocket Vampire
by Dorothy Barresi
I reconcile myself to need...

Poem
by Cynthia Arrieu-King
A pink dozen sunshine trapezoids...

Poem
by Joe Brainard
Sometimes...

Poem for circulation
by Anselm Berrigan
Things surrounding things...

Poem for Jack Spicer
by Matthew Zapruder
It's the start of baseball season...

Poem for Japan
by Matthew Zapruder
all day staying inside...

Poem for Leigh Hunt
by Prageeta Sharma
I find ways to keep a sense of peace...

Poem for Wisconsin
by Matthew Zapruder
In Milwaukee it is snowing...

Poem In Which Words Have Been Left Out
by Charles Jensen
You have the right to remain...

Poem [Your breath was shed]
by Dylan Thomas
Your breath was shed...

Poetry in Time of War
by Rosalind Brackenbury
I want to forget their names, the generals...

Portrait
by Dan Beachy-Quick
You have to walk so close to the mirror...

Portrait of Dido Elizabeth Belle Lindsay, Great-Niece of Lord Mansfield, and Her Cousin, Lady Elizabeth Murray, c. 1779 (by unknown artist)
by Honorée Fanonne Jeffers
Dido moves quickly...

Postcard from Rockport
by April Lindner
Cold as a slap, this indigo sea...

Postscript
by David Lehman
He wrote the whole novel in his head...

Potentially Interesting & Secretly Devastating
by Tina Brown Celona
is never to give away your secrets...

Prayer for My Unborn Niece or Nephew
by Ross Gay
Today, November 28th, 2005, in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania...

Preludes
by T. S. Eliot
The winter evening settles down...

Pretty Polly
by Jane Springer
Who made the banjo sad & wrong?...

Proclamation
by Stuart Dischell
...

Prophecy
by Dana Gioia
Sometimes a child will stare out of a window...

Provisional
by Catherine Bowman
When he procured her, she purveyed...

Psalm
by Vanessa Place
(S) Being a good people, if we were wrong, we would change...

Psalm of Home Redux
by David Lee
Okay then, right here...

Purgatorio
by Peter Streckfus
Come to the surface of the screen with your piscine light ...

Purism
by Vona Groarke
The wind orchestrates...

Pyrotechnics
by Amy Lowell
Our meeting was like the upward swish of a rocket...

Q & A
by Terence Winch
How important is theory in this poem...

Queer
by Frank Bidart
Lie to yourself about this and you will...

Quiet
by Tony Hoagland
Prolonged exposure to death...

Quiet Mourning
by Laura Moriarty
I keep gardenias ...

Quiet the Dog, Tether the Pony
by Marilyn Chin
Gaze gaze beyond the vermilion door...

RAG SMELL. FIRE
by Joan Houlihan
RAG SMELL.  FIRE smell.  Bed...

Rain
by Don Paterson
I love all films that start with rain:...

Recuerdo
by Edna St. Vincent Millay
We were very tired, we were very merry...

Red and Blue Planets
by Joni Wallace
What we're drawn to is proof enough...

Red Bank
by Lesle Lewis
I wanted a horse...

Red Slippers
by Amy Lowell
Red slippers in a shop-window; and outside in the street...

Red Wand
by Sandra Simonds
Sometimes I try to make poetry but mostly...

Reluctance
by Robert Frost
Out through the fields and the woods...

Remembered Light
by Clark Ashton Smith
The years are a falling of snow...

Reprise
by Deborah Brown
Better than a lover's heart, the immortality of a name...

Rime Riche
by Monica Ferrell
You need me like ice needs the mountain ...

Road Trip
by Kurt Brown
The new road runs along the old road. I can see it...

Roadside Attractions with the Dogs of America
by Ada Limón
It's a day when all the dogs of all...

Robert Harms Paints the Surface
of Little Fresh Pond

by Mark Doty
Surface the action of the day...

Rondo
by Janet Holmes
The noun one keeps batting away...

Samurai Song
by Robert Pinsky
When I had no roof I made...

Saw You There
by Ander Monson
Sawed you there, through you there, girl whom I name...

Sawdust
by Sharon Bryan
Why not lindendust...

Say over again... (Sonnet 21)
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Say over again, and yet once over again...

Scarecrow on Fire
by Dean Young
Everything is brushed away, off the sleeve...

Sci-Fi
by Tracy K. Smith
There will be no edges, but curves...

Scientific Method
by Adam Clay
Twenty-three percent when placed under...

Scryer's Bridge
by Carol Guess
Thirteen on ice, skating, I died...

Sculptures of Virginia Woolf
by Michael Robins
They're sentences in waiting, diagrams...

Sea Fever
by John Masefield
I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky...

Sea Girls
by A. E. Stallings
Not gulls, girls....

Sea Rose
by H. D.
Rose, harsh rose...

Seek the Faceless Sun of Being
by Joshua Corey
To stand facing it or with my back to it at the track's edge ...

Self-Portrait
by Ira Sadoff
I sniff after the sparrow and the spaniel, flitting around,...

Self-Portrait as Letter Addressed to Self
by J. Michael Martinez
Someday, across glacier, a green horse will ride toward you...

Self-Portrait as Mae West One-Liner
by Paisley Rekdal
I'm no moaning bluet, mountable...

Self-portrait as Thousandfurs
by Stacy Gnall
To have been age enough...

September Elegies
by Randall Mann
There are those who suffer in plain sight...

Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? (Sonnet 18)
by William Shakespeare
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?...

Sharks in the Rivers
by Ada Limón
We'll say unbelievable things...

She Leaves Me Again, Six Months Later
by Collier Nogues
The hillside was blocked...

She Walks in Beauty
by George Gordon Byron
She walks in beauty, like the night...

Shoulda Been Jimi Savannah
by Patricia Smith
My mother scraped the name Patricia Ann from the ruins...

Silence
by Marianne Moore
My father used to say...

Silences
by John Montague
Poetry is a weapon, and should be used,...

Simulacra
by Ching-In Chen
It's not that the rains have rolled back...

Sita
by Jason Schneiderman
Do you remember Sita? How when Hanuman came to rescue her...

Sitalkas
by H. D.
Thou art come at length...

Six Persimmons
by Shin Yu Pai
after ruining another season's harvest...

Slight Tremor
by Linda Gregerson
The fine fourth finger...

Slur
by Jacek Gutorow
The problem with boundaries: in the blink of an eye a dozen crows...

Small Talk
by Eleanor Lerman
It is a mild day in the suburbs...

Smell
by William Carlos Williams
Oh strong-ridged and deeply hollowed...

Snow-Flakes
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Out of the bosom of the Air...

Sojourn in the Whale
by Marianne Moore
Trying to open locked doors with a sword, threading...

Solar system bedsheets
by Sarah Vap
There, behind sunlight...

Somewhere between here and Belen
by Jay Wright
Somewhere between here and Belen...

Song After Sadness
by Katie Ford
Despair is still servant...

Song of Myself, XI
by Walt Whitman
Twenty-eight young men bathe by the shore...

Song of the Shirt
by Thomas Hood
With fingers weary and worn...

Song to Celia
by Ben Jonson
Drinke to me, onely, with thine eys...

Sonnet Edmund Leites
by Bernadette Mayer
I had a dream that...

Sonnet—Silence
by Edgar Allan Poe
There are some qualities--some incorporate things...

Sonnetesque
by Lynn Emanuel
I love its smallness: as though our whole town...

South
by Jack Gilbert
In the small towns along the river...

SPAM's carbon footprint
by Craig Santos Perez
Guam is considered the SPAM® capital of the world...

Speedway
by Cedar Sigo
I cut out the Heart with Snowflake...

Spellbound
by Emily Brontë
The night is darkening round me,...

Spring
by Gerard Manley Hopkins
Nothing is so beautiful as spring...

Spring
by Edna St. Vincent Millay
To what purpose, April, do you return again...

Spring and Fall
by Gerard Manley Hopkins
Margaret, are you grieving...

Spring Day [Bath]
by Amy Lowell
The day is fresh-washed and fair...

Spring Storm
by William Carlos Williams
The sky has given over ...

Steppingstone
by Andrew Hudgins
Home (from Court Square Fountain...

Stone God and Goddess in an Ark
by Tom Sleigh
Out of the stone ark that carried them this far...

Strip Show
by Zach Savich
Lightning-torn bark lured on the lower limbs, a sym...

Structure — Masolino's Eve —
The Female Snake

by 'Annah Sobelman
a springy fire set inside pear prickles the vocative , a now bubble now that's a thing...

Student Paper
by Justin Taylor
Let the reason remain outside of the fact...

Study for Salome Dancing Before Herod
by Eric Pankey
In the movement toward disappearance...

Summary Wednesday
by Matthew Pennock
Half the girls in this train car wear gold earrings, large and oval, bisected...

Summer
by Amy Lowell
Some men there are who find in nature all...

Summer Images
by John Clare
Now swarthy Summer, by rude health embrowned...

Summer Nights and Days
by Rachel Hadas
So far the nights feel lonelier than the days...

Sunday Morning
by Wallace Stevens
Complacencies of the peignoir, and late...

Sundown
by Jorie Graham
Sometimes the day...

Superheroes as 2004 Volkswagen Passat: A Double Sonnet
by Bruce Covey
The Invisible Woman is the windshield...

Superstition
by Amy Lowell
I have painted a picture of a ghost...

Survey: Phototropes
by Eleni Sikélianòs
The snow falls, picks itself up, dusts itself off...

Sutra
by Marilyn Krysl
Looking back now, I see ...

Swell
by Hoa Nguyen
Swell     you can dream ...

Swimming in the Presence of Lurid Opposition
by Sawako Nakayasu
Summer camp, swim class, Tokyo, a group of no more than twenty ants...

Sympathy
by Paul Laurence Dunbar
I know what the caged bird feels, alas!...

Sysiphusina
by Shira Dentz
place where i gulp...

Talk
by Kwame Dawes
No one quarrels here, no one has learned...

Talk
by Noelle Kocot
My body is...

Tanka Diary [Awakened too early on Saturday morning]
by Harryette Mullen
Awakened too early on Saturday morning...

Tanka Diary [Don't need picket fences, brick wall]
by Harryette Mullen
Don't need picket fences, brick wall...

Tea at the Palaz of Hoon
by Wallace Stevens
Not less because in purple I descended...

Telling
by Elisabeth Frost
They keep telling me why I do what I do...

Terrace
by Honor Moore
A plane tree, leaves green as if polished...

Thanksgiving Day
by Lydia Maria Child
Over the river, and through the wood...

That This
by Susan Howe
Day is a type when visible...

That time of year thou mayst in me behold (Sonnet 73)
by William Shakespeare
That time of year thou mayst in me behold...

The Aerodynamics
by Rick Bursky
The night she walked to the house...

The Angel that presided 'oer my birth
by William Blake
The Angel that presided 'oer my birth...

The Anxiety of Coincidence
by Mark Bibbins
Your object will have made a good subject...

The Apparition
by John Donne
When by thy scorn, O murd'ress, I am dead...

The Ballad of Cathay Williams William Cathay
by Shane McCrae
A white man wouldn't less...

The Balloon of the Mind
by W. B. Yeats
Hands, do what you're bid...

The Battle Hymn of the Republic
by Julia Ward Howe
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord...

The Bean House
by John Koethe
Diane christened it the Bean House...

The Bedroom
by Paula Bohince
Sheets boiled with lavender, the hard bed....

The Black Virginity
by Mina Loy
Baby Priests...

The Blank of America
by Terese Svoboda
Who loots the dew or enjoins...

The Boat-Header
by Henri Cole
I saw you...

The Book of the Dead Man (Food)
by Marvin Bell
The dead man likes chocolate, dark chocolate...

The Bottom
by Denise Duhamel
I stopped drinking on my way down the hill...

The Buried Life
by Matthew Arnold
The Buried Life...

The Bus through Jonesboro, Arkansas
by Matthew Henriksen
Inanimate intimacy in the plural...

The Call of the Open
by Percy Bysshe Shelley
Which yet joined not scent to hue...

The Chair
by Sandy Florian
Meanwhile, a splash of blue paint falls from SUBJECT...

The Changing Coat
by Anne Marie Macari
When I wake up, heart...

The Cold War [excerpt]
by Kathleen Ossip
Craft is a synthesis: thought in the service of...

The Combo
by Joan Larkin
In barlight alchemized: gold pate, the bellmouth...

The Coming of War: Actæon
by Ezra Pound
An image of Lethe...

The Convergence of the Twain
by Thomas Hardy
In a solitude of the sea...

The Dance
by Humberto Ak'Abal
All of us dance...

The Darkling Thrush
by Thomas Hardy
I leant upon a coppice gate...

The Day I Saw Barack Obama Reading Derek Walcott's Collected Poems
by Yusef Komunyakaa
Was he looking for St. Lucia's light...

The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone
by John Keats
The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone...

The Dead
by Mina Loy
We have flowed out of ourselves...

The Dead Girls Speak in Unison
by Danielle Pafunda
Do not pretend that you don't like it...

The Dead [excerpt]
by James Joyce
...

The Decorative Airport Fern Is Not What It Pretends to Be
by Jennifer L. Knox
and it takes me a triple-take to realize it's scanning...

The Definition of Love
by Andrew Marvell
My Love is of a birth as rare...

The Descent of Man
by Vijay Seshadri
My failure to evolve has been causing me a lot of grief lately...

The Ear is an Organ Made for Love
by E. Ethelbert Miller
It was the language that left us first...

The Earthquake She Slept Through
by Mary Jo Bang
She slept through the earthquake in Spain...

The Emperor
by Matthew Rohrer
She sends me a text...

The Emperor of Ice-Cream
by Wallace Stevens
Call the roller of big cigars,...

The Enkindled Spring
by D. H. Lawrence
This spring as it comes bursts up in bonfires green...

The Everyday Enchantment of Music
by Mark Strand
A rough sound was polished until it became a smoother sound, which was polished until it...

The Family Photograph
by Vona Groarke
In the window of the drawing-room...

The Fare-well Letters [excerpt]
by Evie Shockley
black fast. greasy lightning...

The Figure on the Hill
by Jeffrey Harrison
When I saw the figure on the crown of the hill,...

The First Olympic Ode [excerpt]
by Pindar
Chief is water of the elements...

The Fish
by Elizabeth Bishop
I caught a tremendous fish...

The Flagstad Recording
by Geoffrey G. O'Brien
Control has been candied and exchanged...

The Future is an Animal
by Tina Chang
In every kind of dream I am a black wolf...

The Gaffe
by C. K. Williams
If that someone who's me yet not me yet who judges me is always with me...

The Garden
by Andrew Marvell
How vainly men themselves amaze...

The Garden Year
by Sara Coleridge
January brings the snow...

The Gardenia
by Cornelius Eady
The trouble is, you can never take...

The Harvest Moon
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
It is the Harvest Moon! On gilded vanes...

The Heart of the Tree
by Henry Cuyler Bunner
What does he plant who plants a tree?...

The Helmsman
by H. D.
O be swift...

The Highwayman
by Alfred Noyes
The wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees,...

The Hills, 5
by Kate Durbin
Song I Feel Like Something's Changed plays over...

The Horrid Voice of Science
by Vachel Lindsay
There's machinery in the butterfly...

The Hour Until We See You
by Brenda Hillman
When we part, even for an hour...

The House
by Richard Wilbur
Sometimes, on waking, she would close her eyes...

The House-top
by Herman Melville
No sleep. The sultriness pervades the air...

The Human Seasons
by John Keats
He has his lusty Spring, when fancy clear...

The Hurricane
by William Carlos Williams
The tree lay down...

The impact of a dollar upon the heart
by Stephen Crane
The impact of a dollar upon the heart...

The Kraken
by Lord Alfred Tennyson
Below the thunders of the upper deep...

The Libraries Didn't Burn
by Elaine Equi
despite books kindled in electronic flames...

The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
by T. S. Eliot
Let us go then, you and I...

The Maenads
by Ursula K. Le Guin
Somewhere I read...

The Magi
by W. B. Yeats
Now as at all times I can see in the mind's eye...

The Mahogany Tree
by William Makepeace Thackeray
Christmas is here...

The maidens came
by Anonymous
The maidens came...

The Maldive Shark
by Herman Melville
About the Shark, phlegmatical one...

The Man Who Rode the Mule Around the World
by Jordan Davis
The please freak...

The Man with the Hoe
by Edwin Markham
Bowed by the weight of centuries he leans...

The Moment
by Marie Howe
Oh, the coming-out-of-nowhere moment...

The Moon in Time Lapse
by David Rivard
The moon in time lapse sliding over skyline...

The Moon in Your Breath
by Amy King
Man acts as an antenna for the sun...

The more Alice reaches out, the more her dream-rushes
by Jenny Boully
disappear: one by one by one the darling scented rushes...

The Multitude
by Ellen Hinsey
Standing at the edge is the great Multitude...

The Needle
by Jennifer Grotz
Thought lengths it, pulls...

The News from M—
by Lytton Smith
Here, where you all are...

The Noble Nature
by Ben Jonson
It is not growing like a tree...

The Novel as Manuscript
by Norman Dubie
I remember the death, in Russia...

The Nurse
by Michael Blumenthal
Now come the purple garments, now the white...

The Old Year
by John Clare
The Old Year's gone away...

The Other Side of the River
by Xi Chuan
On the other side of the river...

The Owl and the Pussy-Cat
by Edward Lear
The Owl and the Pussy-Cat went to sea...

The Oxen
by Thomas Hardy
Christmas Eve, and twelve of the clock...

The Passing of the Year
by Robert W. Service
My glass is filled, my pipe is lit...

The Patient
by Gillian Conoley
I am patient. That is my mineral fact. ...

The Place Where in the End / We Find Our Happiness
by Anne Boyer
The history of revolutions is the history of vague ideas...

The Plain Sense of Things
by Wallace Stevens
After the leaves have fallen, we return...

The Pool
by H. D.
Are you alive?...

The Poplar
by Richard Aldington
Why do you always stand there shivering...

The Practice
by Aaron Shurin
They mistook me for illumination — a revenant in walking shoes...

The Present/
by Lisa Robertson
You step from the bus into a sequencing tool that is moist and carries the scent of quince...

The Pressure of the Moment
by Dara Wier
The pressure of the moment can cause someone to kill someone or something...

The Process
by Joseph Massey
Cross-stitched...

The Radio Animals
by Matthea Harvey
The radio animals travel in lavender clouds...

The Rain of the Ice
by Eric Baus
The horse's pain never imagines a house beyond the storm...

The Republic of Dreams
by Michael Palmer
She lay so still that...

The Restorer
by Devin Johnston
Done with mortise and tenon...

The Road Not Taken
by Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood...

The Savior must have been a docile Gentleman (1487)
by Emily Dickinson
The Savior must have been...

The Second Coming
by W. B. Yeats
Turning and turning in the widening gyre...

The Shivering Beggar
by Robert Graves
Near Clapham village, where fields began...

The Snow Fairy
by Claude McKay
Throughout the afternoon I watched them there...

The Snow Man
by Wallace Stevens
One must have a mind of winter...

The Snow Storm
by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Announced by all the trumpets of the sky,...

The Song of Wandering Aengus
by W. B. Yeats
I went out to the hazel wood...

The Sun Has Long Been Set
by William Wordsworth
The sun has long been set...

The Surprise
by Lola Haskins
Light shafts down on...

The Sympathies of the Long Married
by Robert Bly
Oh well, let's go on eating the grains of eternity...

The Teller
by David Mason
He told me, maybe thirty years ago...

The Thanksgivings
by Harriet Maxwell Converse
We who are here present thank the Great Spirit that we are here to praise him...

The Things
by Donald Hall
When I walk in my house I see pictures...

The Thousand Somethings of Someone
by Forrest Gander
Could have been...

The Thread of Life
by Christina Rossetti
The irresponsive silence of the land...

The times are nightfall, look, their light grows less
by Gerard Manley Hopkins
The times are nightfall, look, their light grows less...

The Tinajera Notebook
by Forrest Gander
Through my torso, the smooth...

The Tongue
by Chris Martin
So taste...

The Trouble Ball [excerpt]
by Martín Espada
In 1941, my father saw his first big league ballgame at Ebbets Field...

The Truth About the Present
by John Lane
when rivers are intoxicated...

The Undertow
by Sasha Steensen
I am shown...

The Uses of Poetry
by William Carlos Williams
I've fond anticipation of a day...

The Very Nervous Family
by Sabrina Orah Mark
Mr. Horowitz clutches a bag of dried apricots to his chest...

The Visionary
by Emily Brontë
Silent is the house: all are laid asleep...

The Vista
by C. Dale Young
Not tenderness in the eye but the brute need...

The Voice
by Thomas Hardy
Woman much missed, how you call to me, call to me,...

The Whistler
by Sommer Browning
Here I am so selfish I only remember my reaction...

The Wild Swans at Coole
by W. B. Yeats
The trees are in their autumn beauty...

The Witch
by Mary Elizabeth Coleridge
I have walked a great while over the snow...

The Woman and the Flame
by Aimé Césaire
A bit of light that descends the springhead of a gaze...

The Woods in Concord
by Seth Abramson
Down by the oaks...

The World Below the Window
by William Jay Smith
The geraniums I left last night on the windowsill,...

The Year
by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
What can be said in New Year rhymes...

The Year's Awakening
by Thomas Hardy
How do you know that the pilgrim track...

Theme in Yellow
by Carl Sandburg
I spot the hills...

Then Saw the Problem
by Mark Jarman
How do you turn into a flower of the field...

There are these moments of permission
by Camille T. Dungy
...

There's a certain Slant of light (258)
by Emily Dickinson
There's a certain Slant of light,...

They Lived Enamoured of the Lovely Moon
by Trumbull Stickney
They lived enamoured of the lovely moon...

Things Between Themselves
by Heidi Lynn Staples
to have been things among things between themselves and all others who live...

Thinking of Work
by James Shea
A brief storm...

Thinking, It's Ok to Discuss
by Michelle Taransky
This— The best tree...

Third Charm from Masque of Queens
by Ben Jonson
The owl is abroad, the bat, and the toad...

Third Word from the East
by Fanny Howe
The morning after...

Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird
by Wallace Stevens
Among twenty snowy mountains,...

This Deepening Takes Place Again
by Emily Kendal Frey
What if everything...

This Did Not Happen
by Thylias Moss
This did not happen...

this kind of fire
by Charles Bukowski
sometimes I think the gods...

This Living Hand
by John Keats
This living hand, now warm and capable...

Thumping
by William Corbett
Fisherman's arm...

Thursday
by Edna St. Vincent Millay
And if I loved you Wednesday...

Tintern Abbey
by William Wordsworth
Five years have past; five summers, with the length...

Tired with all these, for restful death I cry (Sonnet 66)
by William Shakespeare
Tired with all these, for restful death I cry...

To a Friend who sent me some Roses
by John Keats
As late I rambled in the happy fields...

To a Locomotive in Winter
by Walt Whitman
Thee for my recitative!...

To a Mouse,
by Robert Burns
Wee, sleekit, cow'rin, tim'rous beastie...

To a Steam Roller
by Marianne Moore
The illustration...

To An Athlete Dying Young
by A. E. Housman
The time you won your town the race...

To Autumn
by John Keats
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,...

To Autumn
by William Blake
O Autumn, laden with fruit, and stained...

To be the thing
by Dorothea Lasky
To be the name uttered, but not to have the burden to be...

To George Sand: A Desire
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Thou large-brained woman and large-hearted man...

To George Sand: A Recognition
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
True genius, but true woman! dost deny...

to have been, instead
by Stephen Motika
instead, insulted. to look, in green light...

To Her Father with Some Verses
by Anne Bradstreet
Most truly honoured, and as truly dear...

To Last
by D. A. Powell
We know from accounts of the judgment of Paris how Love took first...

To Mistress Margaret Hussey
by John Skelton
Merry Margaret...

To The Field Of Scotch Broom That Will Be Buried By The New Wing Of The Mall
by Lucia Perillo
Half costume jewel, half parasite, you stood...

To the Moon [fragment]
by Percy Bysshe Shelley
Art thou pale for weariness...

To the Roaring Wind
by Wallace Stevens
What syllable are you seeking...

To Think of Time
by Walt Whitman
To think of time—of all that retrospection...

To Thomas Moore
by George Gordon Byron
My boat is on the shore...

To W.C.W. M.D.
by Alfred Kreymborg
There has been...

tomorrow I leave to El Paso, Texas
by Juan Felipe Herrera
see my brother-in-law with a styled shirt...

Tonight No Poetry Will Serve
by Adrienne Rich
Saw you walking barefoot...

Toothpaste Kids Sunburn
by Jordan Davis
I tell you I will not make any more raids...

Translation
by Anne Spencer
He trekked into a far country...

Translations
by Michael Dickman
My mother was led into the world...

Traveling Light
by Linda Pastan
I'm only leaving you...

Travelling
by William Wordsworth
This is the spot:—how mildly does the sun...

Trigger Guard
by Joanna Fuhrman
Everyone I ever loved is ...

Trip Hop
by Geoffrey Brock
I'll pack my toothbrush...

True Faith
by Joseph Lease
Property is death: they had a body crammed...

Twenty Questions
by Jim Moore
Did I forget to look at the sky this morning...

Two Loves
by Lord Alfred Douglas
I dreamed I stood upon a little hill...

Two Sewing
by Hazel Hall
The Wind is sewing with needles of rain...

U-District Incident Report
by Heather McHugh
Apparently they want your body parts. They frisk you for...

Under the Sun
by Anne Waldman
John Cage was a new or short or longer pause suppliant...

Under the Willows [May is a pious fraud of the almanac]
by James Russell Lowell
May is a pious fraud of the almanac...

Untitled
by David Meltzer
Art's desire to get it all said...

Untitled [1950 June 27]
by Don Mee Choi
1950 June 27: my father heard the sound of the engine of a North Korean fighter plane...

Untitled [20 November]
by Amy Newman
20 November...

Untitled [A house just like his mother's]
by Gregory Orr
A house just like his mother's,...

Untitled [I closed the book and changed my life]
by Bruce Smith
I closed the book and changed my life...

Untitled [I grew up in North Adams]
by Brenda Iijima
I grew up in North Adams. The snow on the summit is thin, frigid no humans ...

Untitled [I know now the beloved]
by Gregory Orr
I know now the beloved...

Untitled [Is is]
by Srikanth Reddy
Is is...

Untitled [The child thought it strange]
by Richard Meier
The child thought it strange to define words with other words...

Untitled [The more I go, the harder it becomes to return]
by Jennifer Denrow
The more I go, the harder it becomes to return...

Untitled [Tracks carve through Florida florid wetlands]
by Megan Kaminski
Tracks carve through Florida florid wetlands...

Useless Landscape
by D. A. Powell
A lone cloudburst hijacked the Doppler radar screen, a bandit...

Utensils
by Richard O. Moore
...

Verguenza
by Rachel Eliza Griffiths
Woman, I wish I didn't know your name...

Vernal Equinox
by Amy Lowell
The scent of hyacinths, like a pale mist, lies between me and my book...

Verses upon the Burning of our House
by Anne Bradstreet
In silent night when rest I took...

Vertical
by Linda Pastan
Perhaps the purpose...

Veterans of Foreign Wars
by Edward Hirsch
Let's not forget the General...

Virgil's Hand
by Francesc Parcerisas
The battle’s slow and sinuous,...

Vision
by Erica Funkhouser
With age...

Visions of Never Being Heard from Again
by Rebecca Wolff
I stopped by to see you but you were not home...

Vocabulary
by Jason Schneiderman
I used to love words,...

Waifs and Strays
by Arthur Rimbaud
Black in the fog and in the snow...

Wall Street at Night
by Lola Ridge
Long vast shapes... cooled and flushed through with darkness...

Washington's Monument, February, 1885
by Walt Whitman
Ah, not this marble, dead and cold...

Water
by Edwin Torres
I am the guest of a prince...

Water
by Ralph Waldo Emerson
The water understands...

We Are Seven
by William Wordsworth
--A simple child,...

We Build a Barn And Read Reader's Digest
by Tomaž Šalamun
Quick ostrich. Quick ostrich. Quick sand. Quick sand...

We Dogs of a Thursday Off
by Alberto Ríos
The wine of uncharted days...

We Wear the Mask
by Paul Laurence Dunbar
We wear the mask that grins and lies...

What Elizabeth Bishop Could Not Know
by Afaa Michael Weaver
Black women keep secrets tied up in hankies...

What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why (Sonnet XLIII)
by Edna St. Vincent Millay
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why,...

What They Found In the Diving Bell
by Traci Brimhall
The first time I saw my mother, she'd been dead...

What Things Want
by Robert Bly
You have to let things...

When I Am in the Kitchen
by Jeanne Marie Beaumont
I think about the past. I empty the ice-cube trays...

When I Buy Pictures
by Marianne Moore
or what is closer to the truth...

When I consider every thing that grows (Sonnet 15)
by William Shakespeare
When I consider every thing that grows...

When I Consider How My Light Is Spent
by John Milton
When I consider how my light is spent,...

When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes (Sonnet 29)
by William Shakespeare
When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes...

When to the sessions of sweet silent thought (Sonnet 30)
by William Shakespeare
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought...

When You are Old
by W. B. Yeats
When you are old and grey and full of sleep,...

White Box (notes)
by Laura Mullen
Object: tiny white box the size of a sugar cube...

White Stork
by Michael Waters
Such jazzy arrhythmia...

Who goes with Fergus?
by W. B. Yeats
Who will go drive with Fergus now...

Whoever You Are Holding Me Now in Hand
by Walt Whitman
Whoever you are, holding me now in hand...

Whose Story of Us We Is Told Is Us
by Shane McCrae
Brother is we is each of us we ghosts...

Why I Am Afraid of Turning the Page
by Cate Marvin
Spokes, spooks: your tinsel hair weaves the wheel...

Why Items Tend to Shift in Flight
by Sandra Meek
Aerie, a two-ton nest. Adolescent pines...

Wild Swans
by Edna St. Vincent Millay
I looked in my heart while the wild swans went over...

Willow
by Jane Shore
It didn't weep the way a willow should...

Window Seat: Providence to New York City
by Jacqueline Osherow
My sixteenth...

Winter
by Walter De La Mare
And the robin flew...

Winter Heavens
by George Meredith
Sharp is the night, but stars with frost alive...

Winter is good - his Hoar Delights (1316)
by Emily Dickinson
Winter is good - his Hoar Delights...

Winter Study
by Mark Wunderlich
Two days of snow, then ice...

Winter Trees
by William Carlos Williams
All the complicated details...

Winter-Time
by Robert Louis Stevenson
Late lies the wintry sun a-bed...

Winter: My Secret.
by Christina Rossetti
I tell my secret? No indeed, not I...

Witch-Wife
by Edna St. Vincent Millay
She is neither pink nor pale,...

Without Discussion
by Samuel Amadon
What people said, what left the table dark...

Witness
by Forrest Gander
Or the vision that holds ...

Wolf Cento
by Simone Muench
Very quick. Very intense, like a wolf...

Woman in Front of Poster of Herself
by Alice Notley
Said I shouldn't...

Work Without Hope
by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair...

Written in the Beginning of the Year 1746
by William Collins
How sleep the brave, who sink to rest...

Written on the Banks of the Arun
by Charlotte Smith
When latest autumn spreads her evening veil...

Year of the Amateur
by Cathy Park Hong
Recall the frontier when the business ...

You & I Belong in This Kitchen
by Juan Felipe Herrera
longtime hermano Bob ...

You and Your Ilk
by Thomas Lux
I have thought much upon...

You Are Fire Eaters
by Marianne Moore
Not a mere blowing flame...

You Envelop Me [Excerpt]
by Laynie Browne
A book —whose wings— swallow me...

You Know
by Mary Jo Bang
You know, don't you, what we're doing here...

Your Brain Is Yours
by Natalie Lyalin
I am baptized by coins with a faint smell of elderflower...

Zulu
by Jen Benka
fasting in milwaukee    hunger strike ...

[ 14 ]
by Martha Collins
black keys from trees white keys locked...

[I Failed Him and He Failed Me]
by Katie Ford
I failed him and he failed me...

[Sonnets are full of love, and this my tome]
by Christina Rossetti
Sonnets are full of love, and this my tome...

[Untitled]
by J. Michael Martinez
Imagine—in front of us--they silently pass. And they believe unrelated objects are machines...

[white paper #28]
by Martha Collins
could get a credit card loan car...

[without a listener]
by Maxine Chernoff
a voice speaks ...

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