Poetry

Three sonnets on love by William Shakespeare

For Valentine’s Day

Sonnet 23 As an unperfect actor on the stage, Who with his fear is put beside his part, Or some fierce thing replete with too much rage, Whose strength’s abundance weakens his own heart; So ...

Two poems by Sydney Brown

“The Wilder Shores of Love” and “The Balanced”

the wilder shores of love cannot sustain life, so love is only an abstraction feral ghosts carve in the hard sand. the coconut’s endosperm is inedible, too salty, its meat without sweet. syringes and bottles ...

Three poems by Rae Armantrout

“Moment to Moment,” “Somewhere,” and “The Difference”

Moment to Moment for Wallace Stevens 1 Orange poppy-speckled glass vase alone on a shelf, neck twisted to one side like nothing else in this guest room, you organize nothing. 2 Overbearing, that sleek leaf, ...

Three poems by Gail Wawrzyniak

"An Insomniac’s Prayer," "With Abandon," and "St. Jean de Belleville Wedding Music"

An Insomniac’s Prayer I should have listened when they said it was unlucky to point at the moon and count the stars. But while at the mountain, I was foolish. Too close, I invaded their ...

Dropped

I thought yall cared about me I thought yall were different I defended you, all of you From the mean words other said I tell them how you helped me I tell them how you ...

Auld Lang Syne

A perennial favorite for bringing in the new year

Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And never brought to mind? Should auld acquaintance be forgot, And auld lang syne! Chorus: For auld lang syne, my dear, For auld lang syne. We’ll tak a cup o’ ...

Three Poems by Alfred Nicol

Recipient of 2004 Richard Wilbur Award for his first collection of poetry

A Bother Here’s Rocco now, sprawling across the keys; whatever I may try to write, he’s there in black and white, purring, rolling on his back to bite my fingers if he disagrees, minding my ...

Two Christmas Poems

Native Scene The beasts of Jerusalem will murder him, but in the meantime the beasts of Bethlehem warm him with their breath. — Giovanni Papini Nights are still cold on the starry hillside; Dew still ...

Two sonnets by William Wordsworth

W.W. was instrumental in initiating the Romantic Age in English literature

The Virgin Mother! whose virgin bosom was uncrost With the least shade of thought to sin allied. Woman! above all women glorified, Our tainted nature’s solitary boast; Purer than foam on central ocean tost; Brighter ...

"Bodiless" and "Permanent Address: 1956"

Two poems by Jill Peláez Baumgaertner

Bodiless You leave your signature like the atom whose footprint is its only proof, the pencil’s sharp point indenting the paper next to my poems’ lines. With what voice you have uncovered my concealed intentions, ...