In Defence of Adultery by Julia Copus We don't fall in love: it rises through us the way that certain music does-- whether a symphony or...

The Way It Ended by Gail White So time went by and they were middle-aged, 
which seemed a cruel joke that time had played 
 on two young...

Cherishing What Isn't by Jack Gilbert Ah, you three women whom I have loved in this long life, along with the few others. And the four I...

It's no use by Sappho, translated by Mary Barnard It's no use Mother dear, I can't finish my weaving You may blame...

In Memoriam, July 19, 1914 by Anna Akhmatova, translated by Stephen Edgar We aged a hundred years and this descended In just one hour,...

Adam Abecedarian by Susan Vespoli Adam has become a                c l o u d   dances biblical excerpts       feet and toes   going ...

I Am the Burning Woman by JC Reilly   come to set aflame the seagrasses  on the shore old stumps and driftwood     a rowboat tethered   ...

The Junior High School Band Concert by David Wagoner When our semi-conductor Raised his baton, we sat there Gaping at Marche Militaire,...

What We Might Be, What We Are by X. J. Kennedy If you were a scoop of vanilla And I were the cone where you sat, If you were a slowly...

Personal Letter No. 3 by Sonia Sanchez nothing will keep us young you know not young men or women who spin their youth on cool playing...

From the Throat of Crows by Erica Manto Paulson She circled the date she would wrap her car around a tree in blue eyeliner on her wall...

The Hindsight Octopus by Fanny Choi HABITAT: Northern Atlantic Ocean caves and Greyhound luggage compartments; often, several miles from...

Mary's Lamb by Sarah Josepha Hale Mary had a little lamb, Its fleece was white as snow, And every where that Mary went The lamb was sure...

I Worried by Mary Oliver I worried a lot. Will the garden grow, will the rivers flow in the right direction, will the earth turn as it...

It Began by Mary Rose O'Reilley It began, then, the war that never ended, though for a while we kept doing the old things: shopping...

First Alzheimer’s Sonnet by Marilyn Nelson A wave enters the membrane labyrinth, and something mushrooms from nothing to now. Enacted...

Having checked the Egyptian Book of the Dead out of the library by Amy Gerstler I'm seized by a form of remorse. Is this the best...

After Reading Tu Fu, I Go Outside to the Dwarf Orchard by Charles Wright East of me, west of me, full summer. How deeper than elsewhere...

The Grief Meal by Joan McMillan After you left, I stopped eating. My body refused everything. I knew it wouldn't be long before I...

Case in Point by June Jordan A friend of mine who raised six daughters and who never wrote what she regards as serious until she was...