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A poem for March by Joseph O’Brien
The property line melts into forest, its late winter browns speakAn unknown beast’s pelt; felled oaks hunch over like sleeping bears While beech and birch extend into ugly candid possum …
Seventeen haiku by Andrew Hamlin
Heat of the blanket,cool of the pillow...long sunLow sun...the fact of flieson fernsTwo thumbsto the weave of the sock...cold sunCap and gown,she boards the bus...by the bumsBirdsong...squawk anxiousat the fire …
Three poems from Welsh priest R.S. Thomas
JanuaryThe fox drags its wounded bellyOver the snow, the crimson seedsOf blood burst with a mild explosion,Soft as excrement, bold as roses. Over the snow that feels no pity,Whose white …
A poem by Robert Burns for Burns Day (January 25)
Fair fa’ your honest, sonsie face, Great chieftain o’ the puddin-race! Aboon them a’ ye tak your place, Painch, tripe, or thairm: Weel are ye wordy of a grace As …
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