Sticky Stalactites (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Pine sap running down a brown needle hanging suspended in air a small speck of wonder frozen for those who ...
Poems about center (51 Poems)
A Path to Pray (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Lord guide my feet help me to walk my prayer to you to follow the path that you have laid ...
Belgrade Nights (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
a cup of dark thick amber slides down my throat rich walnut brandy home made cure sure to give a ...
Balance (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Law - Poetry Accounting - Photography Balance Get through the words Elements of 1st degree murder Beauty of a fall ...
Copernican Dilemma (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Heresy Changing the center Of theology. My world Revolving A different orb. Rejecting A false choice Accepted on faith. Wanting ...
Front Page (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Top billing Center stage above the fold A human interest story He and the black ice That took him, among ...
Struggle (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
A bit of war poetry read by featured poets Brought it back to me that night on the floor Each ...
Frozen Splits (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Jeff's ready watching the action moving straight for him at full speed, fast motion Black brick center of attention sliding ...
The Testimony Of Light (Carolyn Forche Poem)
Our life is a fire dampened, or a fire shut up in stone. --Jacob Boehme, De Incarnatione Verbi Outside everything ...
The Hymn (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
To the Almighty on his radiant Throne, Let endless Hallelujas rise! Praise Him, ye wondrous Heights to us unknown, Praise ...
Twenty-Pound Stone (Nick Flynn Poem)
It nests in the hollow of my pelvis, I carry it with both hands, as if offering my stomach, as ...
Amber (Nick Flynn Poem)
Hover the imagined center, our tongues grew long to please it, licking the walls, a chamber built of scent, a ...
The Sphinx (Ralph Waldo Emerson Poem)
The Sphinx is drowsy, Her wings are furled: Her ear is heavy, She broods on the world. "Who'll tell me ...
The Lifeguard (James Dickey Poem)
In a stable of boats I lie still, From all sleeping children hidden. The leap of a fish from its ...
Of Politics & Art (Norman Dubie Poem)
for Allen Here, on the farthest point of the peninsula The winter storm Off the Atlantic shook the schoolhouse. Mrs. ...
The Deepest Dream (Mark van Doren Poem)
The deepest dream is of mad governors, Down, down we feel it, till the very crust Of the world cracks, ...
Metro North (Mark Doty Poem)
Over the terminal, the arms and chest of the god brightened by snow. Formerly mercury, formerly silver, surface yellowed by ...
To Bessie Drennan (Mark Doty Poem)
Because she could find no one else to paint a picture of the old family place where she and her ...
A Green Crab’s Shell (Mark Doty Poems)
Not, exactly, green: closer to bronze preserved in kind brine, something retrieved from a Greco-Roman wreck, patinated and oddly muscular. ...
Turtle, Swan (Mark Doty Poem)
Because the road to our house is a back road, meadowlands punctuated by gravel quarry and lumberyard, there are unexpected ...
Heroic Stanzas (John Dryden Poem)
Consecrated to the Glorious Memory of His Most Serene and Renowned Highness, Oliver, Late Lord Protector of This Commonwealth, etc. ...
Joyful, Joyful, We Adore Thee (Henry Van Dyke Poem)
Joyful, joyful we adore Thee, God of glory, Lord of love, Hearts unfold like flowers before Thee, hail Thee as ...
To the Name above every Name, the Name of Jesus (Richard Crashaw Poem)
I sing the Name which None can say But touch't with An interiour Ray: The Name of our New Peace; ...
Hatred and vengeance, my eternal portion (William Cowper Poem)
Hatred and vengeance, my eternal portion, Scarce can endure delay of execution, Wait, with impatient readiness, to seize my Soul ...
Tomes (Billy Collins Poem)
There is a section in my library for death and another for Irish history, a few shelves for the poetry ...
Man Listening To Disc (Billy Collins Poem)
This is not bad -- ambling along 44th Street with Sonny Rollins for company, his music flowing through the soft ...
Neither Snow (Billy Collins Poem)
When all of a sudden the city air filled with snow, the distinguishable flakes blowing sideways, looked like krill fleeing ...
Snow Day (Billy Collins Poem)
Today we woke up to a revolution of snow, its white flag waving over everything, the landscape vanished, not a ...
California Plush (Frank Bidart Poem)
The only thing I miss about Los Angeles is the Hollywood Freeway at midnight, windows down and radio blaring bearing ...
The Growth of Love (Robert Seymour Bridges Poem)
1 They that in play can do the thing they would, Having an instinct throned in reason's place, --And every ...