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Clean
C. Dale Young
Already his abdomen was sculpted, and already the thin trail descending from beneath his belly button. Even now it is difficult to explain it. I was, after all, only 7; I didn't even know what Turkish meant. In the dead of winter, which only meant certain flowers had ceased blooming on the island, we had driven u...
[ "S6", "S8", "S9" ]
[ "S6-3", "S8-3", "S9-3" ]
[ "Living", "Relationships", "Activities" ]
[ "Living/Coming of Age", "Relationships/Family & Ancestors", "Activities/Indoor Activities" ]
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Greed
Philip Schultz
My ocean town struggles to pick up leaves, offer summer school, and keep our library open. Every day now more men stand at the railroad station, waiting to be chosen for work. Because it’s thought the Hispanics will work for less they get picked first, while the whites and blacks avoid the terror in one another’s eyes....
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[ "S3-2", "S3-8", "S4-1", "S8-3" ]
[ "Social Commentaries", "History & Politics", "Relationships" ]
[ "Social Commentaries/Class & Labor", "Social Commentaries/Race & Ethnicity", "History & Politics/Money & Economics", "Relationships/Family & Ancestors" ]
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Southern Gothic
Rickey Laurentiis
About the dead having available to themall breeds of knowledge,some pure, others wicked, especially what isfuture, and the history that remains once the waters recede, revealing the land that couldn’t reject or contain it, and the land that is not new, is indigo, is ancient, lived as all the trees that fit and clothe i...
[ "S2", "S6", "S10", "S11" ]
[ "S2-8", "S10-5", "S11-1" ]
[ "Nature", "Living", "Arts & Sciences", "Mythology & Folklore" ]
[ "Arts & Sciences/Philosophy", "Mythology & Folklore/Fairy-tales & Legends", "Nature/Plants & Fungi" ]
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The Arch
Patricia Lockwood
Of all living monuments has the fewestfacts attached to it, they slide right offits surface, no Lincoln lap for them to siton and no horse to be astride. Here is what I know for sure:Was a gift from one city to another. A citycannot travel to another city, a city cannot v...
[ "S3", "S6", "S9", "S10" ]
[ "S3-1", "S6-7", "S9-7", "S10-1" ]
[ "Social Commentaries", "Living", "Activities", "Arts & Sciences" ]
[ "Arts & Sciences/Architecture & Design", "Social Commentaries/Cities & Urban Life", "Living/Parenthood", "Activities/Travels & Journeys" ]
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Corn Maze
David Barber
Here is where You can get nowhere Faster than everAs you go underDeeper and deeperIn the fertile smotherOf another acreLike any otherYou can’t peer overAnd then anotherAnd everywhereYou veer or hareThere you areFarther and fartherAfield than beforeBut on you blunderIn the verdant meanderAs if   the answerTo looking for...
[ "S6", "S9" ]
[ "S9-7" ]
[ "Living", "Activities" ]
[ "Activities/Travels & Journeys" ]
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The Farmer’s Bride
Charlotte Mew
Three summers since I chose a maid, Too young maybe—but more’s to do At harvest-time than bide and woo. When us was wed she turned afraid Of love and me and all things human; Like the shut of a winter’s day Her smile went out, and ’twadn’t a woman— More like a l...
[ "S1", "S3", "S6", "S8" ]
[ "S1-9", "S3-4", "S3-9", "S8-1", "S8-7" ]
[ "Love", "Social Commentaries", "Living", "Relationships" ]
[ "Love/Unrequited Love", "Social Commentaries/Gender & Sexuality", "Social Commentaries/Rural & Country Life", "Relationships/Breakups & Separation", "Relationships/Marriage & Companionship" ]
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A Possum Entering the Argument
Tom Healy
We’re talking about when we met and you say it was easier to fall for me thinking (I’ll remember this pause) it was likely I’d be dead by now. Talking. Falling. Thinking. Waiting . . . Have I undone what you’ve tried to do? You say no. You say the surprise of still being is something being built— the...
[ "S1", "S2", "S6", "S8" ]
[ "S1-6", "S2-5", "S6-4", "S6-6", "S8-5", "S8-6" ]
[ "Love", "Nature", "Living", "Relationships" ]
[ "Love/Realistic & Complicated", "Nature/Animals", "Living/Death & Dying", "Living/Health & Illness", "Relationships/Home Life", "Relationships/LGBTQ+" ]
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Ersatz Ignatz
Monica Youn
The clockwork saguaros sprout extra faces like planaria stroked by a razor. Chug say the sparrows, emitting fluffs of steam. Chug chug say the piston-powered ground squirrels. The tumbleweeds circle on retrofitted tracks, but the blue pasteboard welkin is much dented by...
[ "S2", "S3", "S10" ]
[ "S2-5", "S2-7", "S3-7", "S10-8" ]
[ "Nature", "Social Commentaries", "Arts & Sciences" ]
[ "Arts & Sciences/Reading & Books", "Nature/Animals", "Nature/Landscapes & Pastorals", "Social Commentaries/Popular Culture" ]
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mandan (they send)
Roberto Harrison
like the lost car that a river knows like the heat of an ointment in pinpoints of breathing like the unknown western in mountains of tar like a knot in each word for comfort like a horse on a face with four hooves like the knives that a heart squirms into like the feel that the last day pushes, that a fire paints...
[ "S2", "S3", "S4", "S10" ]
[ "S2-7", "S10-9" ]
[ "Nature", "Social Commentaries", "History & Politics", "Arts & Sciences" ]
[ "Arts & Sciences/Sciences", "Nature/Landscapes & Pastorals" ]
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Lost in the Milky Way
Linda Hogan
Some of us are like trees that grow with a spiral grain as if prepared for the path of  the spirit’s journey to the world of all souls. It is not an easy path. A dog stands at the opening constellation past the great helping hand. The dog wants to know, did you ever harm an animal, hurt any creature, did you ta...
[ "S2", "S6" ]
[ "S2-5", "S2-9" ]
[ "Nature", "Living" ]
[ "Nature/Animals", "Nature/Stars, Moons, & Space" ]
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elegy for kari edwards
Julian Talamantez Brolaski
for memorial at Zinc Bar, 23 June 2007, NYC I am your sugarplum fairy commodore in chief. —kari edwards conturbabimus illa (vivamus, mea Lesbia, atque amemus [let us live, my Lesbia, and let us love]) —Catullus V.II damesirs of fishairs princes reginae I dont need this botheration guilded toe in a...
[ "S3", "S8", "S10" ]
[ "S3-4", "S8-4", "S8-6", "S10-2" ]
[ "Social Commentaries", "Relationships", "Arts & Sciences" ]
[ "Arts & Sciences/Language & Linguistics", "Social Commentaries/Gender & Sexuality", "Relationships/Friendship", "Relationships/LGBTQ+" ]
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Medusa on Sansome and Pine
Tiffany Higgins
The woman is daft.Invented her own sect.Has upside-down sex.With alternate species.You see her on the street.Corner of   Sansome and Pine:Morning rev up of sf financial types.Instead, there she is, beneath a gigantic hat.Hair wild, in coils, like a rattle-Snake. Smiles like she’s got the shakes.Every cell in her seems ...
[ "S3", "S6", "S7", "S11" ]
[ "S3-4", "S11-3" ]
[ "Social Commentaries", "Living", "Time & Brevity", "Mythology & Folklore" ]
[ "Mythology & Folklore/Greek & Roman Mythology", "Social Commentaries/Gender & Sexuality" ]
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This Morning in a Morning Voice
Todd Boss
to beat the froggiest of morning voices, my son gets out of bed and takes a lumpish song along—a little lyric learned in kindergarten, something about a boat. He’s found it in the bog of his throat before his feet have hit the ground, follows its wonky melody down the hall and ...
[ "S8" ]
[ "S8-3", "S8-5" ]
[ "Relationships" ]
[ "Relationships/Family & Ancestors", "Relationships/Home Life" ]
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The Evening of the Mind
Donald Justice
Now comes the evening of the mind. Here are the fireflies twitching in the blood; Here is the shadow moving down the page Where you sit reading by the garden wall. Now the dwarf peach trees, nailed to their trellises, Shudder and droop. You know their voices now, Faintly the martyred peaches crying out Your name...
[ "S6", "S7" ]
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[ "Living", "Time & Brevity" ]
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Three Songs at the End of Summer
Jane Kenyon
A second crop of hay lies cut and turned. Five gleaming crows search and peck between the rows. They make a low, companionable squawk, and like midwives and undertakers possess a weird authority. Crickets leap from the stubble, parting before me like the Red Sea. The garden sprawls and spoils. Across the lake ...
[ "S2", "S6", "S10" ]
[ "S2-2", "S10-5" ]
[ "Nature", "Living", "Arts & Sciences" ]
[ "Arts & Sciences/Philosophy", "Nature/Summer" ]
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The Nymph’s Reply to the Shepherd
Sir Walter Ralegh
If all the world and love were young, And truth in every Shepherd’s tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move, To live with thee, and be thy love. Time drives the flocks from field to fold, When Rivers rage and Rocks grow cold, And Philomel becometh dumb, The rest complains of cares to come. The flowers do fade, and...
[ "S1", "S2", "S3", "S6", "S8" ]
[ "S1-7", "S1-8", "S1-9", "S2-7", "S3-4" ]
[ "Love", "Nature", "Social Commentaries", "Living", "Relationships" ]
[ "Love/Romantic Love", "Love/Classic Love", "Love/Unrequited Love", "Nature/Landscapes & Pastorals", "Social Commentaries/Gender & Sexuality" ]
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Light
C. K. Williams
Another drought morning after a too brief dawn downpour, unaccountable silvery glitterings on the leaves of the withering maples— I think of a troop of the blissful blessed approaching Dante, “a hundred spheres shining,” he rhapsodizes, “the purest pearls…” then of the frightening brilliants myriad gleam in my lamp...
[ "S10" ]
[ "S10-6" ]
[ "Arts & Sciences" ]
[ "Arts & Sciences/Poetry & Poets" ]
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The Chinese Mother’s Lullaby
Biddy Jenkinson
Pull in your feet, little darling, so I can kiss your wee trotters while I fold under a toe and another one underneath. I bend a little piggie. I bend another little piggie And look at that naughty little piggie that is still sticking out. Now, now, my treasure, there is work to be done here. Your t...
[ "S6" ]
[ "S6-7" ]
[ "Living" ]
[ "Living/Parenthood" ]
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Elegy for an Old Boxer
James McKean
From my window I watch the roots of a willow push your house crooked, women rummage through boxes, your sons cart away the TV, its cord trailing like your useless arms. Only weeks ago we watched the heavyweights, and between rounds you pummeled the air, drank whiskey, admonished “Know your competition!” You did, Kansas...
[ "S6", "S9" ]
[ "S6-4", "S9-5" ]
[ "Living", "Activities" ]
[ "Living/Death & Dying", "Activities/Sports & Outdoor Activities" ]
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Eschatology, Piscatology
James Brookes
The halotolerant crocodileidles in brackish water like a tow truck.Salt glands meter in its diapsid skull;smug fucker that the epochs couldn’t kill.How easy “kill” then closes onto “smile,”the lockjaw of a life that rides its luck,knowing from hindmost teeth to jackknifed tailLeviathan is neither fish nor mammal.
[ "S2", "S6", "S7" ]
[ "S2-5" ]
[ "Nature", "Living", "Time & Brevity" ]
[ "Nature/Animals" ]
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Grain Field
Adelaide Crapsey
Scarlet the poppiesBlue the corn-flowers,Golden the wheat.Gold for The Eternal:Blue of Our Lady:Red for the fiveWounds of her Son.
[ "S2", "S5" ]
[ "S2-8", "S5-2" ]
[ "Nature", "Religion" ]
[ "Nature/Plants & Fungi", "Religion/Christianity" ]
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Edges
Allen Tate
I’ve often wondered why she laughed On thinking why I wondered so; It seemed such waste that long white hands Should touch my hands and let them go. And once when we were parting there, Unseen of anything but trees, I touched her fingers, thoughtfully, For more than simple niceties. But for some futile things unsai...
[ "S1", "S2", "S6", "S8" ]
[ "S8-1" ]
[ "Love", "Nature", "Living", "Relationships" ]
[ "Relationships/Breakups & Separation" ]
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Poem to Some of My Recent Poems
James Tate
My beloved little billiard balls, my polite mongrels, edible patriotic plums, you owe your beauty to your mother, who resembled a cyclindrical corned beef with all the trimmings, may God rest her forsaken soul, for it is all of us she forsook; and I shall never forget her sputtering embers, and then the little m...
[ "S10" ]
[ "S10-6" ]
[ "Arts & Sciences" ]
[ "Arts & Sciences/Poetry & Poets" ]
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The Use of Poetry
Michael Ryan
On the day a fourteen-year-old disappeared in Ojai, California, having left a Christmas Eve slumber party barefoot to “go with a guy” in a green truck, and all Christmas Day volunteers searched for her body within a fifteen-mile radius, and her father and grandfather searched and spoke to reporters because TV cove...
[ "S3", "S6", "S8", "S10" ]
[ "S3-6", "S6-4", "S8-4", "S8-5", "S10-6" ]
[ "Social Commentaries", "Living", "Relationships", "Arts & Sciences" ]
[ "Arts & Sciences/Poetry & Poets", "Social Commentaries/Incarceration & Justice", "Living/Death & Dying", "Relationships/Friendship", "Relationships/Home Life" ]
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The Village: The Seasons
L. E. Sissman
(To Saul Touster) I. January 22, 1932 Could a four-year-old look out of a square sedan (A Studebaker Six in currency green With wooden artillery wheels) and see a scene Of snow, light lavender, landing on deepening blue Buildings built out of red-violet bricks, and black Passersby passing by over the widening wh...
[ "S3", "S6", "S7", "S9", "S10" ]
[ "S3-1", "S3-7", "S9-1", "S9-4" ]
[ "Social Commentaries", "Living", "Time & Brevity", "Activities", "Arts & Sciences" ]
[ "Social Commentaries/Cities & Urban Life", "Social Commentaries/Popular Culture", "Activities/Eating & Drinking", "Activities/Jobs & Working" ]
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Monsters
Dorothea Lasky
This is a world where there are monsters There are monsters everywhere, racoons and skunks There are possums outside, there are monsters in my bed. There is one monster. He is my little one. I talk to my little monster. I give my little monster some bacon but that does not satisfy him. I tell him, ssh ssh, don’t ...
[ "S11" ]
[ "S11-2" ]
[ "Mythology & Folklore" ]
[ "Mythology & Folklore/Ghosts & the Supernatural" ]
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Psalm 58
Christopher Smart
Ye congregation of the tribes, On justice do you set your mind; And are ye free from guile and bribes Ye judges of mankind? Nay, ye of frail and mortal mould Imagine mischief in your heart; Your suffrages and selves are sold Unto the general mart. Men of unrighteous seed betray Perverseness from their m...
[ "S5" ]
[ "S5-2", "S5-3", "S5-4" ]
[ "Religion" ]
[ "Religion/Christianity", "Religion/Faith & Doubt", "Religion/God & the Divine" ]
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On Stella's Birth-day
Jonathan Swift
Stella this Day is thirty four, (We won't dispute a Year or more) However Stella, be not troubled, Although thy Size and Years are doubled, Since first I saw Thee at Sixteen The brightest Virgin of the Green, So little is thy Form declin'd Made up so largely in thy Mind. Oh, would it please the Gods to split Thy Beauty...
[ "S6", "S10" ]
[ "S6-3", "S10-5" ]
[ "Living", "Arts & Sciences" ]
[ "Arts & Sciences/Philosophy", "Living/Coming of Age" ]
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Backyard Georgics
Lance Larsen
It takes a calendar one damp day to declare fall,weeks of dying mums to second the motion. * * * Gone the homeland, gone the father, nothing leftbut invisible north to magnetize your doubts. * * * Not eulogies or hearses but the sandwiches afte...
[ "S6" ]
[ "S6-4", "S6-5" ]
[ "Living" ]
[ "Living/Death & Dying", "Living/Mourning" ]
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Strange Service
Ivor Gurney
Little did I dream, England, that you bore me
Under the Cotswold hills beside the water meadows,
[ "S3", "S11" ]
[ "S3-11", "S11-4" ]
[ "Social Commentaries", "Mythology & Folklore" ]
[ "Mythology & Folklore/Heroes & Patriotism", "Social Commentaries/War & Conflict" ]
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Driving through Minnesota During the Hanoi Bombings
Robert Bly
We drive between lakes just turning green; Late June. The white turkeys have been moved A second time to new grass. How long the seconds are in great pain! Terror just before death, Shoulders torn, shot From helicopters. “I saw the boy being tortured with a telephone generator,” The sergeant said. “I felt sorr...
[ "S2", "S3" ]
[ "S2-2", "S3-11" ]
[ "Nature", "Social Commentaries" ]
[ "Nature/Summer", "Social Commentaries/War & Conflict" ]
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Letter from the Estuary
Erik Kennedy
Two feet of snow at my parents’ place, in another season. Here, the cicadas sing like Christian women’s choirs in a disused cotton mill. Belief is a kind of weather. I haven’t seen proper snow for three years. The new urban forest for native plants and birds will be splendid if the local cats don’t kill the birds....
[ "S1", "S2", "S6", "S7", "S8" ]
[ "S1-6", "S2-4", "S2-5", "S2-10", "S8-3" ]
[ "Love", "Nature", "Living", "Time & Brevity", "Relationships" ]
[ "Love/Realistic & Complicated", "Nature/Weather", "Nature/Winter", "Nature/Animals", "Relationships/Family & Ancestors" ]
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Calmly We Walk through This April’s Day
Delmore Schwartz
Calmly we walk through this April’s day, Metropolitan poetry here and there, In the park sit pauper and rentier, The screaming children, the motor-car Fugitive about us, running away, Between the worker and the millionaire Number provides all distances, It is Nineteen Thirty-Seven now, Many great dears are take...
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[ "S2-1", "S6-1", "S9-6" ]
[ "Nature", "Living", "Activities" ]
[ "Nature/Spring", "Living/Aging", "Activities/Study & Knowledge" ]
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To the States,
Walt Whitman
To Identify the 16th, 17th, or 18th Presidentiad. Why reclining, interrogating? why myself and all drowsing? What deepening twilight—scum floating atop of the waters, Who are they as bats and night-dogs askant in the capitol? What a filthy Presidentiad! (O South, your torrid suns! O North, your arctic freezings!) Are ...
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[ "Social Commentaries", "History & Politics" ]
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from Step
George Albon
iridescence as old story, that brought cold from deep a chord moves into an upper chamber among rival unknowns declension toward one end—the merest light-sensitive dot a perfect world the strokes same light value runny, evened illuminations came from the plant the signal blinked search for asylum carrie...
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[ "Social Commentaries" ]
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Amoretti LXII: "The weary yeare his race now having run"
Edmund Spenser
The weary yeare his race now having run, The new begins his compast course anew: With shew of morning mylde he hath begun, Betokening peace and plenty to ensew. So let us, which this chaunge of weather vew, Chaunge eeke our mynds and former lives amend, The old yeares sinnes forepast let us eschew, And fly the faults w...
[ "S1" ]
[ "S1-6", "S1-7" ]
[ "Love" ]
[ "Love/Realistic & Complicated", "Love/Romantic Love" ]
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Requiem for the New Year
Mary Karr
On this first dark day of the year my daddy was born lo these eighty-six years ago who now has not drawn breath or held bodily mass for some ten years and still I have not got used to it. My mind can still form to that chair him whom no chair holds. Each year on this night on the brink ...
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[ "S6-4", "S6-7" ]
[ "Living" ]
[ "Living/Death & Dying", "Living/Parenthood" ]
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For a' That and a' That
Robert Burns
Is there, for honest poverty, That hings his head, an' a' that? The coward slave, we pass him by, We dare be poor for a' that! For a' that, an' a' that, Our toils obscure, an' a' that; The rank is but the guinea's stamp; T...
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[ "S3-2", "S4-1" ]
[ "Social Commentaries", "History & Politics" ]
[ "Social Commentaries/Class & Labor", "History & Politics/Money & Economics" ]
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Damp Rot
John Engels
Water sheets on the old stone of the cellar walls, trickles out over the floor into little deltas of mud, worse every year, so that now I can see daylight at the footings, and upstairs the floors sometimes tremble and the clothes go damp in the closets. And sometimes I think the whole place is about to come down, ...
[ "S6", "S7", "S8" ]
[ "S6-1", "S8-3", "S8-5" ]
[ "Living", "Time & Brevity", "Relationships" ]
[ "Living/Aging", "Relationships/Family & Ancestors", "Relationships/Home Life" ]
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Early Morning in Milwaukee
John Koethe
Is this what I was made for? Is the world that fits Like what I feel when I wake up each morning? Steamclouds Hovering over the lake, and smoke ascending from ten thousand chimneys As in a picture on a calendar, in a frieze of ordinary days? Beneath a sky of oatmeal gray, the land slides downwards from a Kmart park...
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[ "S3-1", "S3-7", "S10-5" ]
[ "Social Commentaries", "Living", "Time & Brevity", "Arts & Sciences" ]
[ "Arts & Sciences/Philosophy", "Social Commentaries/Cities & Urban Life", "Social Commentaries/Popular Culture" ]
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Arrochar Alps
Marion McCready
I have been known to birth a mountain whole,a range of them in my belly,I popped them out one by one.The blood-cut son born black,I could not believe the wholeness of him,the crushed diamond of his face.And then the other,who flew from me, a shooting star;a twin mirror girl, whose orchid faceopened and opened and opene...
[ "S2", "S6" ]
[ "S2-7" ]
[ "Nature", "Living" ]
[ "Nature/Landscapes & Pastorals" ]
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Mother and Child
Louise Glück
We’re all dreamers; we don’t know who we are. Some machine made us; machine of the world, the constricting family. Then back to the world, polished by soft whips. We dream; we don’t remember. Machine of the family: dark fur, forests of the mother’s body. Machine of the mother: white city inside her. And before th...
[ "S2", "S5", "S6", "S8" ]
[ "S5-3", "S6-7", "S8-3" ]
[ "Nature", "Religion", "Living", "Relationships" ]
[ "Religion/Faith & Doubt", "Living/Parenthood", "Relationships/Family & Ancestors" ]
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Charles Graner Is Not America
Geoffrey Brock
Let’s get this straight: Charles Graner is not America. America would never hold a knife to his wife’s throat, then say when she woke that he was considering killing her. And America’s wife in turn would never call her husband “my own Hannibal Lecter.” Am I right, or what? Charles Graner may be Hannibal Lecter, ...
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[ "S3-6", "S3-11" ]
[ "Social Commentaries", "History & Politics" ]
[ "Social Commentaries/War & Conflict", "Social Commentaries/Incarceration & Justice" ]
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theoria
Rodney Koeneke
Blood to babe to father’s laden table. Dance, said the father, show us your grace. Whose tattered cotton whose weary gristle, heads duly shriven, wrenched in complaint? Cleft so a heart works without wanting, summoned to pleasure, free to pick dates. Curve into cursive, praxis to ashes. What reveler consider...
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[ "S1-1", "S6-7" ]
[ "Love", "Living" ]
[ "Love/Desire & Erotic Love", "Living/Parenthood" ]
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On Immigration
Prageeta Sharma
After being humiliated one continues the manuscript of identity. Activities, diseases, doldrums, the crony affair after the situation, the one where one faces how one is the undertaste, how one isn't the neighbor, the piebaker, a white folk. How one isn't a gorgeous dream wrapped up in tireless affection, primped f...
[ "S3" ]
[ "S3-8" ]
[ "Social Commentaries" ]
[ "Social Commentaries/Race & Ethnicity" ]
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Xenophobia
Rae Armantrout
1 “must represent the governess for, of course, the creature itself could not inspire such terror.” staring at me fixedly, no trace of recognition. “when the window opened of its own accord. In the big walnut tree were six or seven wolves ... strained attention. They were white.” (The fear of cloudy skies.) ...
[ "S10" ]
[ "S10-2" ]
[ "Arts & Sciences" ]
[ "Arts & Sciences/Language & Linguistics" ]
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Body of Rags, International Bridge Between the US & Mexico
Ray Gonzalez
Is it alive? —neither a head, legs nor arms! ................... ... torpid against the flange of the supporting girder . ? ...
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A Kind of Villanelle
Joyce Sutphen
I will have been walking away: no matter what direction I intended, at that moment, I will have been walking Away into the direction that you now say I have always intended, no matter what my intention was then, I will have been Walking away, though it will not be clear what it was that I was leaving or even wh...
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We had decided with Cocteau
Christopher Shannon
the difference between a cigarette holder and cigarette case,the pleasure of a lorgnette over spectacles, of a fortnight overtwo weeks, of a spiral over graduated stairs, of the frisson of cryinglike pouty boys, and of the way to walk a lobster on a leash: drag it,its exoskeleton rapping on the cobbles t...
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Stars
Marjorie Pickthall
Now in the West the slender moon lies low, And now Orion glimmers through the trees, Clearing the earth with even pace and slow, And now the stately-moving Pleiades, In that soft infinite darkness overhead Hang jewel-wise upon a silver thread. And all the lonelier stars that have their place, Calm lamps within the dist...
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The Son of the Wall
Avot Yeshurun
The Christian cannot be the pitying one because he is the one pitied. From a dusty road in a straight line from przedmiescie to Krasnystaw at the entrance to town at Zhitkovski's in his house we lived, he makes coffins with crosses. On the threshold I sat as a boy opposite a building held together by nai...
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Red Migraine
Michael Dickman
The redbreast killsand kills itself againstthe windowSooner or later the blood in the breast will break the window into hundreds of pieces you can swallow wholeKeep swallowingThe redbreastloves you and wants youto remember the loveSo it makes you puke into the toilet blindI was blinded by loveAnd drowned in an empty ba...
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The Planet Krypton
Lynn Emanuel
Outside the window the McGill smelter sent a red dust down on the smoking yards of copper, on the railroad tracks’ frayed ends disappeared into the congestion of the afternoon. Ely lay dull and scuffed: a miner’s boot toe worn away and dim, while my mother knelt before the Philco to coax the detonation from the s...
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Market
Mark Levine
Money changed hands. It’s how we came to be Came to be planted here in the mortar In the miniature cash forest Aster greenwood ficus hemlock Taproot stipe calyx anther in the Mortal hereafter Hearing hands making money change. Speak up. I can’t hear you. There’s something wrong with your voice. You’re speaking...
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This Hour and What Is Dead
Li-Young Lee
Tonight my brother, in heavy boots, is walking through bare rooms over my head, opening and closing doors. What could he be looking for in an empty house? What could he possibly need there in heaven? Does he remember his earth, his birthplace set to torches? His love for me feels like spilled water running back ...
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Fowl
Michael Lista
The girl from Scarborough liked being slappedDown the hall from where her mother slept.A big, hard-working hand, anybody’sTo come medicinally down, antibodyTo the slow infection of   her Western face(what sucked the most was that it wasn’t fast).Some birds don’t migrate. Above, two lonely fowlScream across the sky thei...
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Hail
Mary Szybist
Mary who mattered to me, gone or asleep among fruits, spilled in ash, in dust, I did not leave you. Even now I can't keep from composing you, limbs & blue cloak & soft hands. I sleep to the sound of your name, I say there is no Mary except the word Mary, no trace on the dust of my pillowslip. I only dream...
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The Ballad of the Children of the Czar
Delmore Schwartz
1 The children of the Czar Played with a bouncing ball In the May morning, in the Czar’s garden, Tossing it back and forth. It fell among the flowerbeds Or fled to the north gate. A daylight moon hung up In the Western sky, bald white. Like Papa’s face, said Sister, Hurling the white ball forth. 2 Wh...
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The Lady in Kicking Horse Reservoir
Richard Hugo
Not my hands but green across you now. Green tons hold you down, and ten bass curve teasing in your hair. Summer slime will pile deep on your breast. Four months of ice will keep you firm. I hope each spring to find you tangled in those pads pulled not quite loose by the spillway pour, stars in dead reflection o...
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Amoretti LXVIII: Most Glorious Lord of Life
Edmund Spenser
Most glorious Lord of life, that on this day, Didst make thy triumph over death and sin: And having harrow'd hell, didst bring away Captivity thence captive, us to win: This joyous day, dear Lord, with joy begin, And grant that we for whom thou diddest die, Being with thy dear blood clean wash'd from sin, May live for ...
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A Ballad: The Lake of the Dismal Swamp
Thomas Moore
Written at Norfolk, in Virginia “They made her a grave, too cold and damp For a soul so warm and true; And she’s gone to the Lake of the Dismal Swamp, Where, all night long, by a fire-fly lamp, She paddles her white canoe. “And her fire-fly lamp I soon shall see, And her paddle I soon shall hear; Long and loving our l...
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Thoughts about the Person from Porlock
Stevie Smith
Coleridge received the Person from Porlock And ever after called him a curse, Then why did he hurry to let him in? He could have hid in the house. It was not right of Coleridge in fact it was wrong (But often we all do wrong) As the truth is I think he was already stuck With Kubla Khan. He was weeping and waili...
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Sonnet 19: When I consider how my light is spent
John Milton
When I consider how my light is spent, Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide, And that one Talent which is death to hide Lodged with me useless, though my Soul more bent To serve therewith my Maker, and present My true account, lest he returning chide; “Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?” ...
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Barber of the Pea
Farnoosh Fathi
For John Ashbery “Good Barber of the Pea!” I exhumed, high into the vag where the barber keeps his pea —  “Good Sprout!” His mouth, his gray, hunted tongue, always in the distance —  “No use denying we master the particular service we deny ourselves. In the shade of this pea (the sum of his shade and the gav...
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Estevanico
Jeffrey Yang
of Azamor at the mouth of the Oum er Rbia River Province, Doukkala Dorantes’s slave, with Captain Castillo and myself Álvar Núñez Cabeza de Vaca named in honor of Alhajahad grandson to the conqueror of Canaria, four far from a tribe, lost band of followers, at once master and slave, trader and healer lost, af...
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This One, That One
Lawson Fusao Inada
This one appeared to me in a dream, was forgotten, only to reveal itself on the shower wall this morning. It must have been the water. • That one was on the full moon last night, clear as a bell. Someone projected it there. • This one was on the ground, on crunchy pine needles. The moon projected i...
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Taking Down the Tree
Jane Kenyon
"Give me some light!" cries Hamlet's uncle midway through the murder of Gonzago. "Light! Light!" cry scattering courtesans. Here, as in Denmark, it's dark at four, and even the moon shines with only half a heart. The ornaments go down into the box: the silver spaniel, My Darling on its collar, from Mother's chi...
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Poem (At night Chinamen jump)
Frank O'Hara
At night Chinamen jump on Asia with a thump while in our willful way we, in secret, play affectionate games and bruise our knees like China’s shoes. The birds push apples through grass the moon turns blue, these apples roll beneath our buttocks like a heath full of Chinese thrushes flushed from China’s bushe...
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Khalil Zaqtan
Ghassan Zaqtan
And I will bend down to smell his desire his tomb's flowers and marble his wilting joy his swapping temptation for content And I will keep him from the cold, visitors, oleander, and the sons of bitches and say: No one will resemble me like my father his white stumbling and the illusion that plucks words A shout...
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Men Who March Away
Thomas Hardy
What of the faith and fire within usMen who march awayEre the barn-cocks sayNight is growing gray,Leaving all that here can win us;What of the faith and fire within usMen who march away? Is it a purblind prank, O think you,Friend with the musing eye,Who watch us stepping byWith doubt and dolorous sigh?Can much ponderi...
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Outshines Its Canopy of  Intent
Jane Miller
We were up late and everyone had been drinking, and someone said, Hey, is that God’s head on the boil? We didn’t know where to look or what to think, it was obviously some sort of perverse joke, or not, right? And the conversation went on for days, sober, drunk, asleep, awake, what did it matter? Some of us felt t...
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The Sound of Music
Kathryn Nuernberger
When I tell you I love the song “Edelweiss” you have to understand that even though I too am a sophisticate who scorns musicals, I was once a little girl who stood in my grand- father’s living room singing, Cuckoo!Cuckoo! while he sipped his scotch and laughed at my preciosity. And when I sing the lyrics i...
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7th Game  :  1960 Series
Paul Blackburn
—for Joel— Nice day, sweet October afternoon Men walk the sun-shot avenues, Second, Third, eyes intent elsewhere ears communing with transistors in shirt pockets Bars are ...
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White Cedar
Jake Crist
Arborvitae It rises in a Champaign County bog Amid bedstraw and skunk cabbage, Rises out there in an ice age River valley gorged with glacial till, And swills the moraine-filtered rainwater With the wafer ash and honeysuckle. Stalwart, set apart, and biblical —  As if one of that ancient company That gave its ...
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Vobiscum Est Iope
Thomas Campion
When thou must home to shades of underground, And there arrived, a new admirèd guest, The beauteous spirits do engirt thee round, White Iope, blithe Helen, and the rest, To hear the stories of thy finished love From that smooth tongue whose music hell can move; Then wilt thou speak of banqueting delights, Of masques an...
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An Offering for Patricia
Anthony Hecht
The work has been going forward with the greatest difficulty, chiefly because I cannot concentrate. I have no feeling about whether what I am writing is good or bad, and the whole business is totally without excitement and pleasure for me. And I am sure I know the reason. It’s that I can’t stand leaving unresolved my s...
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Carl Hamblin
Edgar Lee Masters
The press of the Spoon River Clarion was wrecked, And I was tarred and feathered, For publishing this on the day the Anarchists were hanged in Chicago: "I saw a beautiful woman with bandaged eyes Standing on the steps of a marble temple. Great multitudes passed in front of her, Lifting their faces to her imploringly. I...
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Shells
Mark Nickels
Essentially, for some time, in an effort to determine whether I loved you or not, I've been praying to you, even though the inside of the tabernacle, as I thought, is empty: oxygen, carbon dioxide, brass, nickel, and a sheet, a sheet of gilded plywood. (And in the rectory, the housekeeper is cooking pasta, stamp...
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Astrophil and Stella 21: Your words my friend (right healthful caustics) blame
Sir Philip Sidney
Your words my friend (right healthful caustics) blame My young mind marred, whom Love doth windlass so, That mine own writings like bad servants show My wits, quick in vain thoughts, in virtue lame, That Plato I read for nought, but if he tame Such coltish gyres, that to my birth I owe Nobler desires, least else that f...
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Slum Drummers, Nairobi
Peter Balakian
1. What were we watching on the tube under mildewed ceilings in Eastlands? A Kenyan guy shaking a rattle made from a can while another guy in the band was talking to the queen about making sound out of anything? The queen smiled. The Jubilee receiving line filed through. 2. We shimmied past tin shacks s...
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First Fire
Camille T. Dungy
Stripped in a flamedance, the bluff backing our houses quivered in wet-black skin. A shawl of haze tugged tight around the starkness. We could have choked on August. Smoke thick in our throats, nearly naked as the earth, we played bare feet over the heat caught in asphalt. Could we, green girls, have prepared for ...
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Picking up Your Spilled Pills off the Floor Is Briefly Humbling
Ben Fama
I was humbled when my boss mocked me for calling from vacation I’m broke again until Friday from my bed I see the lights, I see the party lights it’s torture a post-Fordist allegory? I appropriated a corporate apology and saved it in case something happened but my end date came and my vacation days paid ou...
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[I want to be near you]
Oli Hazzard
I want to be near you | via nearness generally | an app "chance" rather than "skill" | determining the tax obligations of the feathers as | one falls into the pixel | on the white water | interlude. A grid is applied to the | field which dissolves into | the screen harmlessly beneath a summer storm. Brace. The silence ...
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from Poems of the Thirties: 286 [The Stalin Epigram]
Osip Mandelstam
Our lives no longer feel ground under them. At ten paces you can’t hear our words. But whenever there’s a snatch of talk it turns to the Kremlin mountaineer, the ten thick worms his fingers, his words like measures of weight, the huge laughing cockroaches on his top lip, the glitter of his boot-rims. Ringed wit...
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The Lake in Central Park
Jay Wright
It should have a woman's name, something to tell us how the green skirt of land has bound its hips. When the day lowers its vermilion tapestry over the west ridge, the water has the sound of leaves shaken in a sack, and the child's voice that you have heard below ...
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The Weary Blues
Langston Hughes
Droning a drowsy syncopated tune, Rocking back and forth to a mellow croon, I heard a Negro play. Down on Lenox Avenue the other night By the pale dull pallor of an old gas light He did a lazy sway. . . . He did a lazy sway. . . . To the tune o’ those Weary Blues. With his ebony hands on each ivory key He made...
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January 22nd, Missolonghi
Lord Byron (George Gordon)
On this Day I Complete my Thirty-Sixth Year 'Tis time this heart should be unmoved, Since others it hath ceased to move: Yet though I cannot be beloved, Still let me love! My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits of Love are gone; The worm—the canker, ...
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From “Mankindness”
Christina Davis
1 Because he, because she,in so far asshe (in so far as he) existsis on the wayto battle.Not what is your name,but whatthe battle?2 “Each one of us has comehere and changed” —is the battle. Borna loved one,borne a loved one. 3 My father fought in this war, thus I can speak of it.My mother fought in this, thus I can spe...
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The Knife-Sharpener’s Daughter
Stuart Dybek
A drain spout splashing rusty stains on concrete, the taste of doorknobs you kiss before squinting through the musty keyhole at the knife-sharpener’s daughter, while across the city the knife-sharpener limps his pushcart with its dinging axles, with its screeching whetstone up wet alleys crying: scissors! k...
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Negroes
Charles Reznikoff
1 One night in April or May, his daughter saw someone's hand make the curtain which was drawn tightly across her window bulge and ran to the adjoining room in her night clothes where he and his son were sitting. He ran around the house one way and his son ran the other way and they found a Negro under a workbe...
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People Behaving Badly a Concern
John Ashbery
Aggressive panhandling, public urination, verbal threats, public nudity and violation of the open container law followed us down the days, for why are we here much longer, or even this long? I ask you to be civil and not interrupt night’s business. It was fun getting used to you, who couldn’t have been more nice...
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Surprise
Carrie Fountain
I don't want to teach you anything or show you my wound or have you taste the amazing thing I made this morning with only what we had left in the fridge before you came home with new groceries. I’m as tired as you are of genius. Hey, do you know where we put the sky? I haven’t seen it for months. When I was in ...
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My Factless Autobiography
Alli Warren
I arise around survival of the event as worse than the event The whole place surrounds the smell I take one step toward and ten paces back breathless with the mirrors with the fees and meters Feces I fax my demon family weeping on the bridge again My condition was induced as follows Releasing actual sales numb...
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Snakes
Eileen Myles
for Kathe Izzo I was 6 and I lost my snake. The table shook I can do better than this and shambled to the kitchen to the scene of the crime I was green I put my sneaker down, little shoe I felt the cold metal tap my calf moo and everything began to change. I am 6 turned into lightning wrote on the n...
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My Grave
Ella Wheeler Wilcox
If, when I die, I must be buried, let No cemetery engulph me — no lone grot, Where the great palpitating world comes not, Save when, with heart bowed down and eyelids wet, It pays its last sad melancholy debt To some outjourneying pilgrim. May my lot Be rather to lie in some much-used spot, Where human life, with all i...
[ "S6" ]
[ "S6-4" ]
[ "Living" ]
[ "Living/Death & Dying" ]
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An Autumn Sunset
Edith Wharton
I Leaguered in fire The wild black promontories of the coast extend Their savage silhouettes; The sun in universal carnage sets, And, halting higher, The motionless storm-clouds mass their sullen threats, Like an advancing mob in sword-points penned, That, balked, yet stands at bay. Mid-zenith hangs the fascinated day ...
[ "S2" ]
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[ "Nature" ]
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The Empty Dance Shoes
Cornelius Eady
My friends, As it has been proven in the laboratory, An empty pair of dance shoes Will sit on the floor like a wart Until it is given a reason to move. Those of us who study inertia (Those of us covered with wild hair and sleep) Can state this without fear: The energy in a pair of shoes at rest Is about the sa...
[ "S10" ]
[ "S10-10" ]
[ "Arts & Sciences" ]
[ "Arts & Sciences/Theater & Dance" ]
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Living Among the Dead
William Matthews
There is another world, but it is in this one. Paul Eluard First there were those who died before I was born. It was as if they had just left and their shadows would slip out after them under the door so recently closed the air in its path was still swirling to rest. Some of the furniture...
[ "S6", "S7", "S8", "S10" ]
[ "S6-4", "S8-3", "S10-8" ]
[ "Living", "Time & Brevity", "Relationships", "Arts & Sciences" ]
[ "Arts & Sciences/Reading & Books", "Living/Death & Dying", "Relationships/Family & Ancestors" ]
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Ne’ilah
Marge Piercy
The hinge of the year the great gates opening and then slowly slowly closing on us. I always imagine those gates hanging over the ocean fiery over the stone grey waters of evening. We cast what we must change about ourselves onto the waters flowing to the sea. The sins, errors, bad habits, whatever you cal...
[ "S5", "S6" ]
[ "S5-6" ]
[ "Religion", "Living" ]
[ "Religion/Judaism" ]
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Fly, Dragonfly!
Joyce Sidman
Water nymph, you have climbed from the shallows to don your dragon-colors. Perched on a reed stem all night, shedding your skin, you dry your wings in moonlight. Night melts into day. Swift birds wait to snap you up. Fly, dragonfly! Fly! 
[ "S2" ]
[ "S2-6" ]
[ "Nature" ]
[ "Nature/Bodies of Water" ]