Portrait of a Figure Near Water by Jane Kenyon (published in her Collected Poems , Graywolf Press, 2005) Rebuked, she turned and ran...

How Aunt Maud Took to Being a Woman  by Ruth Stone (published in Persimmon Tree and elsewhere) A long hill sloped down to Aunt Maud’s...

Summer by César Vallejo translated from the Spanish by Yvette Siegert Summer, I am leaving. And how they pain me, These meek hands of...

August 12 in the Nebraska Sand Hills Watching the Perseids Meteor Shower by Twyla Hansen (published in her 2011 book, Dirt Songs: A...

Curriculum Vitae by Lisel Mueller (published in her 1996 book, Alive Together: New and Selected Poems, from Louisiana State...

In Montana: Exotic by Gwendolen Haste (published in Poetry , January 1924 ) Her frightened soul shrank When she saw The bitter...

When I Think of the Immortal Jellyfish by Christen Noel Kauffman (published in Whale Road Review , 2016, Issue 16) I think of the way...

Today's poem on my blog starts with destruction but ends in a very different place. From today's creative endeavor, start your...

(A terrible kaleidoscope) by Lina Kostenko, translated by Uilleam Blacker (published in published in Words Without Borders , April...

Gay Marriage Poem by Jenny Johnson (published in her 2017 book, In Full Velvet , Sarabande Books) We could promise to elope like my...

Happy Foot Sad Foot by Ruth Madievsky (published in Bat City Review , Issue 16 ) This world is equally home to sleeping dogs and...

Today I was in a group of 5 and the subject of what we believe happens after we die. (Other topics of conversation included pistachio ice...

314 by Emily Dickinson “Hope” is the thing with feathers— That perches in the soul— And sings the tune without the words— And never...

I have collected quotations since I can remember. I have them in wonderful books, some with specific quotes (women, writers, women...

Risk by Elizabeth Appell And then the day came, when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to...

A Brief History of Nakedness by Flower Conroy (published in Duende , Issue 2, 2015 ) In the beginning was clay  made flesh & tingle, &...

Many of the poems I have posted on my blog use metaphor (as do many poems in general). Today's poem makes the noon heat a mystic dog....

Noon by Harindranath Chattopadhyaya The noon, a mystic dog with paws of fire, Runs through the sky in ecstasy of drouth, Licking the...

Nuestra Señora de las Maravillas  Lost at Sea, 1527 by Lisa M. Bradley (published in Strange Horizons , October 3, 2016 ) Nobody needs...

There is something magical about getting an actual card or letter in the mail; it was wonderful when that was the only way to get mail,...