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Shooting Star
Arthur Sze
1 In a concussion, the mind severs the pain: you don’t remember flying off a motorcycle, and landing face first in a cholla. But a woman stabbed in her apartment, by a prowler searching for money and drugs, will never forget her startled shriek die in he...
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[ "S6-6", "S10-8" ]
[ "Nature", "Living", "Time & Brevity", "Arts & Sciences" ]
[ "Arts & Sciences/Reading & Books", "Living/Health & Illness" ]
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Festubert, 1916
Edmund Blunden
Tired with dull grief, grown old before my day, I sit in solitude and only hear Long silent laughters, murmurings of dismay, The lost intensities of hope and fear; In those old marshes yet the rifles lie, On the thin breastwork flutter the grey rags, The very books I read are there—and I Dead as the men I loved, wait w...
[ "S3", "S8" ]
[ "S3-11", "S8-4" ]
[ "Social Commentaries", "Relationships" ]
[ "Social Commentaries/War & Conflict", "Relationships/Friendship" ]
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From “Anagrams” [xxiii]
Luke Kennard
A much-needed swan song from Cain, blasting Father K’s bien-pensant ideology and everyone else in his path. A neoliberal trying to ingratiate himself with the construction worker and trustafarian alike, his argu- ments lighter performed as a he’s right, you Ingram. “You them, but it’s particularly good they? There’s t...
[ "S3", "S4", "S6", "S10" ]
[ "S10-10" ]
[ "Social Commentaries", "History & Politics", "Living", "Arts & Sciences" ]
[ "Arts & Sciences/Theater & Dance" ]
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What We Need
Jo McDougall
It is just as well we do not see, in the shadows behind the hasty tent of the Allen Brothers Greatest Show, Lola the Lion Tamer and the Great Valdini in Nikes and jeans sharing a tired cigarette before she girds her wrists with glistening amulets and snaps the tigers into rage, before he adjusts the glimmering cummerbu...
[ "S3", "S10" ]
[ "S3-7" ]
[ "Social Commentaries", "Arts & Sciences" ]
[ "Social Commentaries/Popular Culture" ]
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Night
Michael Hofmann
It's all right Unless you're either lonely or under attack. That strange effortful Repositioning of yourself. Laundry, shopping, Hours, the telephone—unless misinformed— Only ever ringing for you, if it ever does. The night—yours to decide, Among drink, or books, or lying there. On your back, or curled up. An embar...
[ "S3", "S4" ]
[ "S4-1" ]
[ "Social Commentaries", "History & Politics" ]
[ "History & Politics/Money & Economics" ]
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[But isn’t midnight intermittent]
Lyn Hejinian
But isn’t midnight intermittent Or was that just a whispered nine A snap of blown light low against the flank of a cow A likeness of something numberless that only I not knowing the sound might know It may have been howled by a circling dog being chastised — threatened — by multiples of it...
[ "S6", "S10" ]
[ "S10-5" ]
[ "Living", "Arts & Sciences" ]
[ "Arts & Sciences/Philosophy" ]
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Dream Land
Christina Rossetti
Where sunless rivers weep Their waves into the deep, She sleeps a charmed sleep: Awake her not. Led by a single star, She came from very far To seek where shadows are Her pleasant lot. She left the rosy morn, She left the fields of corn, For twilight cold and lorn And water springs. Through sleep, as ...
[ "S2", "S10" ]
[ "S2-7", "S10-5" ]
[ "Nature", "Arts & Sciences" ]
[ "Arts & Sciences/Philosophy", "Nature/Landscapes & Pastorals" ]
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[To Love thee Year by Year—]
Rebecca Hazelton
They call it sacrifice— imagine me a tiny poppy on a field of green felt—brief blip of color, limitless expanse. I’ve never felt foreign, or like a lash in his eye. If it’s not love, it’s very like. Most days it feels the same— exac...
[ "S1", "S3", "S6", "S8", "S10" ]
[ "S3-4", "S10-6", "S10-8" ]
[ "Love", "Social Commentaries", "Living", "Relationships", "Arts & Sciences" ]
[ "Arts & Sciences/Poetry & Poets", "Arts & Sciences/Reading & Books", "Social Commentaries/Gender & Sexuality" ]
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No Words Can Describe It
Mark Strand
How those fires burned that are no longer, how the weather worsened, how the shadow of the seagull vanished without a trace. Was it the end of a season, the end of a life? Was it so long ago it seems it might never have been? What is it in us that lives in the past and longs for the future, or lives in the future and l...
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[ "Living" ]
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In Dreams
Kim Addonizio
After eighteen years there’s no real grief left for the man who was my father. I hardly think of him anymore, and those dreams I used to have, in which he’d be standing in a room of people I didn’t know—maybe his new friends, if the dead have friendships— those dreams no longer trouble my sleep. He’s not in the...
[ "S1", "S6", "S8" ]
[ "S1-3", "S6-4", "S8-3" ]
[ "Love", "Living", "Relationships" ]
[ "Love/Heartache & Loss", "Living/Death & Dying", "Relationships/Family & Ancestors" ]
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Medical History
Carrie Shipers
I wanted it: arc of red and blue strobing my skin, sirens singing my praises, the cinching embrace of the cot as the ambulance slammed shut and steered away. More than needle-pierce or dragging blade, I wanted the swab of alcohol and cotton, the promise of gauze-covered cure. My mother saved anyone who aske...
[ "S6", "S8" ]
[ "S6-6", "S8-3" ]
[ "Living", "Relationships" ]
[ "Living/Health & Illness", "Relationships/Family & Ancestors" ]
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The hard part
Clare Jones
The new root of the fern is the part you eat in famine. Harsh words are spoken, but they’re not the ones that make you turn. Where the muscle’s smooth. That’s where it doesn’t fray. The hard part is what comes easy. The hard part isn’t hard. It only seems. It only seems. It only seems that way. The snail inside th...
[ "S2", "S6" ]
[ "S2-5", "S2-8" ]
[ "Nature", "Living" ]
[ "Nature/Animals", "Nature/Plants & Fungi" ]
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Wild Is the Wind
Carl Phillips
About what’s past, Hold on when you can, I used to say,And when you can’t, let go, as if memory were one of those mechanical bulls, easily dismountable, should the ride turn rough. I lived, in those days, at the forest’s edge —  metaphorically, so it can sometimes seem now, though the forest was real, as my life be...
[ "S1", "S6", "S7", "S10" ]
[ "S1-1", "S1-6", "S10-6" ]
[ "Love", "Living", "Time & Brevity", "Arts & Sciences" ]
[ "Love/Desire & Erotic Love", "Love/Realistic & Complicated", "Arts & Sciences/Poetry & Poets" ]
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Afterwards
David Baker
A short ride in the van, then the eight of us there in the heat—white shirtsleeves sticking, the women’s gloves off—fanning our faces. The workers had set up a big blue tent to help us at graveside tolerate the sun, which was brutal all afternoon as if stationed above us, though it mov...
[ "S6" ]
[ "S6-4", "S6-5" ]
[ "Living" ]
[ "Living/Death & Dying", "Living/Mourning" ]
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Sway
Louis Simpson
Swing and sway with Sammy Kaye Everyone at Lake Kearney had a nickname: there was a Bumstead, a Tonto, a Tex, and, from the slogan of a popular orchestra, two sisters, Swing and Sway. Swing jitterbugged, hopping around on the dance floor, working up a sweat. Sway was beautiful. My heart went out to her when she...
[ "S1", "S3", "S8", "S10" ]
[ "S1-3", "S1-4", "S1-9", "S3-4", "S10-3" ]
[ "Love", "Social Commentaries", "Relationships", "Arts & Sciences" ]
[ "Love/Heartache & Loss", "Love/Infatuation & Crushes", "Love/Unrequited Love", "Arts & Sciences/Music", "Social Commentaries/Gender & Sexuality" ]
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The Progress of Poesy: A Pindaric Ode
Thomas Gray
I.1. Awake, Æolian lyre, awake, And give to rapture all thy trembling strings. From Helicon's harmonious springs A thousand rills their mazy progress take: The laughing flowers, that round them blow, Drink life and fragrance as they flow. Now the rich stream of music winds along Deep, majestic, smooth, and str...
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[ "S2-7", "S10-6", "S11-3" ]
[ "Nature", "Arts & Sciences", "Mythology & Folklore" ]
[ "Arts & Sciences/Poetry & Poets", "Mythology & Folklore/Greek & Roman Mythology", "Nature/Landscapes & Pastorals" ]
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Unfinished Novel
Michael Hartnett
Ah yes - they justify it all, the brats, hungry or asleep and gorged with milk. Each drop's (yes, the milk they drink is yours) another line unwritten, another page crumpled like a pufiball on the floor. Your limpid dialogue is reduced to the basic syllables of the cave and the quick infant minds grow huge, whil...
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[ "S6-7" ]
[ "Living" ]
[ "Living/Parenthood" ]
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Widening Income Inequality
Frederick Seidel
I live a life of appetite and, yes, that's right, I live a life of privilege in New York, Eating buttered toast in bed with cunty fingers on Sunday morning. Say that again? I have a rule— I never give to beggars in the street who hold their hands out. I woke up this morning in my air-conditioning. At the end of ...
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[ "S3-2" ]
[ "Social Commentaries", "Arts & Sciences" ]
[ "Social Commentaries/Class & Labor" ]
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Sabbath lie
Yehuda Amichai
On Friday, at twilight of a summer day While the smells of food and prayer rose from every house And the sound of the Sabbath angels’ wings was in the air, While still a child I started to lie to my father: “I went to another synagogue.” I don’t know if he believed me or not But the taste of the lie was good and ...
[ "S3", "S5", "S6", "S8", "S10" ]
[ "S5-3", "S5-6", "S6-4", "S8-3", "S8-5", "S10-5" ]
[ "Social Commentaries", "Religion", "Living", "Relationships", "Arts & Sciences" ]
[ "Arts & Sciences/Philosophy", "Religion/Faith & Doubt", "Religion/Judaism", "Living/Death & Dying", "Relationships/Family & Ancestors", "Relationships/Home Life" ]
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Confession of a Stolen Kiss
Charles d'Orleans
My ghostly fader, I me confess, First to God and then to you, That at a window, wot ye how, I stale a kosse of gret swetness, Which don was out avisiness— But it is doon, not undoon, now. My ghostly fader, I me confess, First to God and then to you. But I restore it shall, doutless, Agein, if so be that I mow;...
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[ "Love" ]
[ "Love/Desire & Erotic Love", "Love/Realistic & Complicated" ]
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Video Cuisine
Maxine Kumin
They are weighing the babies again on color television. They are hanging these small bags of bones up in canvas slings to determine which ones will receive the dried-milk mush, the concentrate made out of ground-up trash fish. For years we have watched them, back-lit by the desert, these miles of dusty hands holdi...
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[ "S4-1", "S6-6", "S9-1" ]
[ "Nature", "Social Commentaries", "History & Politics", "Living", "Activities" ]
[ "History & Politics/Money & Economics", "Living/Health & Illness", "Activities/Eating & Drinking" ]
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I Accidentally Ate Some Chicken and Now I’m in Love with Harry Whittington
Sharon Mesmer
Harry Whittington: the man accidentally shot by Dick Cheney Have you ever been in a situation where somebody you thought was your friend did something that hurt you very much, and then they tried to blame it on you, and then you had a heart attack? Just wondering. I thought Jack Abramoff was my buddy— a small f...
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[ "S3-7", "S10-2" ]
[ "Social Commentaries", "History & Politics", "Arts & Sciences" ]
[ "Arts & Sciences/Language & Linguistics", "Social Commentaries/Popular Culture" ]
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Hugh Selwyn Mauberley [Part I]
Ezra Pound
(Life and Contacts) “Vocat aestus in umbram” Nemesianus Ec. IV. E. P. ODE POUR L’ÉLECTION DE SON SÉPULCHRE For three years, out of key with his time,He strove to resuscitate the dead art Of poetry; to maintain “the sublime” In the old sense. Wron...
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[ "S10-6" ]
[ "Social Commentaries", "Arts & Sciences" ]
[ "Arts & Sciences/Poetry & Poets" ]
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What About This
Frank Stanford
A guy comes walking out of the garden Playing Dark Eyes on the accordian. We’re sitting on the porch, Drinking and spitting, lying. We shut our eyes, snap our fingers. Dewhurst goes out to his truck Like he doesn’t believe what he’s seeing And brings back three-half-pints. A little whirlwind occurs in the road,...
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[ "S3-6", "S3-11", "S8-4" ]
[ "Social Commentaries", "Relationships" ]
[ "Social Commentaries/War & Conflict", "Social Commentaries/Incarceration & Justice", "Relationships/Friendship" ]
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Driving toward the Lac Qui Parle River
Robert Bly
I I am driving; it is dusk; Minnesota. The stubble field catches the last growth of sun. The soybeans are breathing on all sides. Old men are sitting before their houses on car seats In the small towns. I am happy, The moon rising above the turkey sheds. II The small world of the car Plunges through the de...
[ "S2" ]
[ "S2-7" ]
[ "Nature" ]
[ "Nature/Landscapes & Pastorals" ]
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Faustine
Algernon Charles Swinburne
Ave Faustina Imperatrix, morituri te salutant. Lean back, and get some minutes' peace; Let your head lean Back to the shoulder with its fleece Of locks, Faustine. The shapely silver shoulder stoops, Weighed over clean With state of splendid hair that droops Each side, Faustine. Let me go over y...
[ "S1", "S6", "S8", "S11" ]
[ "S1-1", "S1-4", "S1-6" ]
[ "Love", "Living", "Relationships", "Mythology & Folklore" ]
[ "Love/Desire & Erotic Love", "Love/Infatuation & Crushes", "Love/Realistic & Complicated" ]
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The New Intelligence
Timothy Donnelly
After knowledge extinguished the last of the beautiful fires our worship had failed to prolong, we walked back home through pedestrian daylight, to a residence humbler than the one left behind. A door without mystery, a room without theme. For the hour that we spend complacent at the window overlooking the garden,...
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[ "Living", "Relationships" ]
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Rakestreet
Harry Clifton
Would you believe it, I got lost again And all roads led to Rakestreet. Which was which, The short road or the long? A girl of ten Behind her counter, drew me a thumbnail sketch Of space in time. The Big House was, she said, Five minutes away, or seven hundred years. Nephin, nebulous in its hat of cloud, ...
[ "S3" ]
[ "S3-1" ]
[ "Social Commentaries" ]
[ "Social Commentaries/Cities & Urban Life" ]
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Season of skinny candles
Marge Piercy
A row of tall skinny candles burns quickly into the night air, the shames raised over the rest for its hard work. Darkness rushes in after the sun sinks like a bright plug pulled. Our eyes drown in night thick as ink pudding. When even the moon starves to a sliver of quicksilver the little candles poke ho...
[ "S5", "S6", "S7", "S9" ]
[ "S5-6", "S9-1" ]
[ "Religion", "Living", "Time & Brevity", "Activities" ]
[ "Religion/Judaism", "Activities/Eating & Drinking" ]
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“Although the wind ...”
Izumi Shikibu
Although the wind blows terribly here, the moonlight also leaks between the roof planks of this ruined house.
[ "S5", "S6" ]
[ "S5-1", "S5-8", "S6-5" ]
[ "Religion", "Living" ]
[ "Religion/Buddhism", "Religion/The Spiritual", "Living/Mourning" ]
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To Be Walang Hiya
Barbara Jane Reyes
Bubblegum lip gloss kissed, Our lifelines, our mirrors,I was never a singkil princess These are Luminous Mysteries — Knuckle cracking, polished toes, Our notebooks, our language,I was never a Santacruzan queen To witness, to make way,Black eyeliner, push up bra Our...
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[ "S3-4", "S3-8" ]
[ "Social Commentaries" ]
[ "Social Commentaries/Gender & Sexuality", "Social Commentaries/Race & Ethnicity" ]
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The Lilies
Karenne Wood
When I learned I might have cancer, I bought fifteen white lilies. Easter was gone: the trumpets were wilted, plants crooked with roots bound in pots. I dug them into the garden, knowing they would not bloom for another year. All summer, the stalks stood like ramshackle posts while I waited for results. By autumn...
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[ "S2-8", "S6-6", "S9-2" ]
[ "Nature", "Living", "Activities" ]
[ "Nature/Plants & Fungi", "Living/Health & Illness", "Activities/Gardening & Farming" ]
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Thalassography
Sarah Holland-Batt
I have known these estuaries —  the channels and canals, the backwaters that flush and eddy to the Pacific, I have skimmed that muddied slurry, felt the nip in the throat where the salt in the air is the salt of the coast, I have tacked where the tide is incomplete: no rollers and breakers, only an ebb that roc...
[ "S2", "S6", "S7" ]
[ "S2-5", "S2-6" ]
[ "Nature", "Living", "Time & Brevity" ]
[ "Nature/Animals", "Nature/Bodies of Water" ]
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The Unthinkable
Simon Armitage
A huge purple door washed up in the bay overnight,its paintwork blistered and peeled from weeks at sea.The town storyteller wasted no time in getting to work:the beguiling, eldest girl of a proud, bankrupt farmerhad slammed that door in the face of a Freemason’s son,who in turn had bulldozed both farm and familyover th...
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[ "Arts & Sciences/Language & Linguistics", "Arts & Sciences/Poetry & Poets", "Activities/Travels & Journeys" ]
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Rhapsody
Frank O'Hara
515 Madison Avenue door to heaven? portal stopped realities and eternal licentiousness or at least the jungle of impossible eagerness your marble is bronze and your lianas elevator cables swinging from the myth of ascending I would join or declining the challenge of racial attractions they zing on (into the lyn...
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[ "S1-1" ]
[ "Love", "Relationships" ]
[ "Love/Desire & Erotic Love" ]
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“I came upon the gnawed torso of a seal”
Melanie Braverman
I came upon the gnawed torso of a seal, silver fur agleam against the sand like a coin thrown down in a losing bet. What left this bounty of meat on the beach to rot? I watched the neighbor’s small boys skirt the dead seal the way sandpipers tease themselves in the surf, dodging up and back along the body’s shore. “It’...
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[ "S2-5", "S6-4" ]
[ "Nature", "Living" ]
[ "Nature/Animals", "Living/Death & Dying" ]
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Performance Anxiety
Jim Johnstone
I write: the tall grass is a third wish then back away from the field. If I move back far enough, everyone in the front row will be still. Be still— you’re witnessing my first time. A ballooning ballroom expanding until the beat drops, a letdown letting you down gently before the DJ jumps up, afraid to play...
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[ "S10-6" ]
[ "Arts & Sciences" ]
[ "Arts & Sciences/Poetry & Poets" ]
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Okean Means Endless
Julia Kolchinsky Dasbach
“It took the herd six hours,” the Blue Planet voiceover explains, orcas pushing a blue whale calf under. Keet, our son points at the screen, naming them all one whale, from the greek kētos, water-monster, “The seas bathed in calf’s blood.” More, our son asks, More okean, watches the red beneath them spreading,...
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[ "S2-5", "S2-6", "S6-4", "S6-7", "S6-8", "S8-3", "S9-1", "S10-7" ]
[ "Nature", "Living", "Relationships", "Activities", "Arts & Sciences" ]
[ "Arts & Sciences/Photography & Film", "Nature/Animals", "Nature/Bodies of Water", "Living/Death & Dying", "Living/Parenthood", "Living/Youth", "Relationships/Family & Ancestors", "Activities/Eating & Drinking" ]
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The View from an Attic Window
Howard Nemerov
for Francis and Barbara 1 Among the high-branching, leafless boughs Above the roof-peaks of the town, Snowflakes unnumberably come down. I watched out of the attic window The laced sway of family trees, Intricate genealogies Whose strict, reserved gentility, Trembling, impossible to bow, Received the appallin...
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[ "S2-4", "S2-8", "S2-10", "S6-4", "S6-7", "S8-5", "S8-7" ]
[ "Nature", "Living", "Relationships" ]
[ "Nature/Weather", "Nature/Winter", "Nature/Plants & Fungi", "Living/Death & Dying", "Living/Parenthood", "Relationships/Home Life", "Relationships/Marriage & Companionship" ]
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Fabrication of Ancestors
Alan Dugan
For old Billy Dugan, shot in the ass in the Civil war, my father said. The old wound in my ass has opened up again, but I am past the prodigies of youth’s campaigns, and weep where I used to laugh in war’s red humors, half in love with silly-assed pains and half not feeling them. I have to sit up with an indo...
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[ "Social Commentaries", "History & Politics", "Living", "Relationships" ]
[ "Social Commentaries/War & Conflict", "Relationships/Family & Ancestors" ]
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Abd el-Hadi Fights a Superpower
Taha Muhammad Ali
In his life he neither wrote nor read. In his life he didn’t cut down a single tree, didn’t slit the throat of a single calf. In his life he did not speak of the New York Times behind its back, didn’t raise his voice to a soul except in his saying: “Come in, please, by God, you can’t refuse.” ...
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[ "S3-6" ]
[ "Social Commentaries", "History & Politics" ]
[ "Social Commentaries/Incarceration & Justice" ]
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Still Burning
Gerald Stern
Me trying to understand say whence say whither, say what, say me with a pencil walking, say reading the dictionary, say learning medieval Latin, reading Spengler, reading Whitehead, William James I loved him, swimming breaststroke and thinking for an hour, how did I get here? Or thinking in line, say the 69 stree...
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[ "S3-1", "S9-5", "S9-7", "S10-6", "S10-8" ]
[ "Social Commentaries", "Living", "Time & Brevity", "Activities", "Arts & Sciences" ]
[ "Arts & Sciences/Poetry & Poets", "Arts & Sciences/Reading & Books", "Social Commentaries/Cities & Urban Life", "Activities/Sports & Outdoor Activities", "Activities/Travels & Journeys" ]
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My Father
Jessie B. Rittenhouse
My father was a tall man and yet the ripened ryeWould come above his shoulders, the spears shot up so high.My father was a tall man and yet the tasseled cornWould hide him when he cut the stalks upon a frosty morn.The green things grew so lushly in the valley of my birth,Where else could one witness the luxuriance of e...
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[ "S8-3", "S9-4" ]
[ "Relationships", "Activities" ]
[ "Relationships/Family & Ancestors", "Activities/Jobs & Working" ]
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Elegy to the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady
Alexander Pope
What beck'ning ghost, along the moon-light shade Invites my steps, and points to yonder glade? 'Tis she!—but why that bleeding bosom gor'd, Why dimly gleams the visionary sword? Oh ever beauteous, ever friendly! tell, Is it, in heav'n, a crime to love too well? To bear too tender, or too firm a heart, To act a lover's ...
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[ "Living", "Time & Brevity" ]
[ "Living/Death & Dying", "Living/Mourning" ]
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Waving Goodbye
Gerald Stern
I wanted to know what it was like before we had voices and before we had bare fingers and before we had minds to move us through our actions and tears to help us over our feelings, so I drove my daughter through the snow to meet her friend and filled her car with suitcases and hugged her as an animal would, press...
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[ "S8-3", "S9-7" ]
[ "Relationships", "Activities" ]
[ "Relationships/Family & Ancestors", "Activities/Travels & Journeys" ]
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A Brief Treatise on Etymology
Eduardo Chirinos
If someone tells you that your poem is nostalgic, take it as a compliment. There's no greater praise. In Greek, nostos means "return" andalgia "pain." What's a poem without the return of pain? If they tell you that your poem is melancholic, take that as a compliment, too. In Greek, melan means "black" and khole "...
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Dirce
Walter Savage Landor
Stand close around, ye Stygian set, With Dirce in one boat conveyed! Or Charon, seeing, may forget That he is old and she a shade.
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Talking among Ourselves
Charlie Smith
In the rental cottage it comes to me, how the four lives of myself and my brothers crisscross like tracer bullets, and how, from a distance maybe, if you had the right kind of glasses, there might appear to be a target we all were aiming at beyond that black escutcheon of cloud above Santa Rosa Bay as we lie...
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My First Best Friend
Jack Prelutsky
My first best friend is Awful Ann— she socked me in the eye. My second best is Sneaky Sam— he tried to swipe my pie. My third best friend is Max the Rat— he trampled on my toes. My fourth best friend is Nasty Nell— She almost broke my nose. My fifth best friend is Ted the Toad— he kicked me in the knee. My si...
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Ghost Choir
Carl Phillips
What injures the hive injures the bee, says Marcus Aurelius. I say not wanting to hurt another, this late, should maybe more than count, still, as a form of love. Be wild. Bewilder. Not that they hadn’t, of course, known unkindnesses, and been themselves unkind. When the willow’s leaves, back again, unfold all alon...
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Plurality
Louis MacNeice
It is patent to the eye that cannot face the sun The smug philosophers lie who say the world is one; World is other and other, world is here and there, Parmenides would smother life for lack of air Precluding birth and death; his crystal never breaks— No movement and no breath, no progress nor mistakes, Nothing b...
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Deep Ulster
Harry Clifton
It was there, the elemental center, All the time. Eternally present, repeating itself Like seasons, where the times and dates For swallows and household fires are written down, The grouse are counted, the quotas of stocked rainbows. All that love of order, for its own sake. Only the hill-farms, and the high...
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from The Unfollowing: 7
Lyn Hejinian
To begin with, I am faced with mountains to circumambulate, since I can't cut through them I enter the folds of a human adventure On every door there hangs a figurehead and this one comes to face me as the door swings shut I will proceed with good will—the best of wills—anxiously Bird of daughte...
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from The Faerie Queene: Book I, Canto I
Edmund Spenser
Lo I the man, whose Muse whilome did maske, As time her taught in lowly Shepheards weeds, Am now enforst a far unfitter taske, For trumpets sterne to chaunge mine Oaten reeds, And sing of Knights and Ladies gentle deeds; Whose prayses having slept in silence long, Me, all too meane, the sacred Muse areeds To blazon bro...
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A Sequence of Sonnets on the Death of Robert Browning
Algernon Charles Swinburne
I The clearest eyes in all the world they read With sense more keen and spirit of sight more true Than burns and thrills in sunrise, when the dew Flames, and absorbs the glory round it shed, As they the light of ages quick and dead, Closed now, forsake us: yet the shaft that slew Can slay no...
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It’s Hard to Keep a Clean Shirt Clean
June Jordan
Poem for Sriram Shamasunder And All of Poetry for the People It’s a sunlit morning with jasmine blooming easily and a drove of robin redbreasts diving into the ivy covering what used to be a backyard fence or doves shoving aside the birch tree leaves when a young man walks among the flowers to my doorway ...
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A Nocturnal upon St. Lucy's Day
John Donne
'Tis the year's midnight, and it is the day's, Lucy's, who scarce seven hours herself unmasks; The sun is spent, and now his flasks Send forth light squibs, no constant rays; The world's whole sap is sunk; The general balm th' hydroptic earth hath drunk, Whither, as to the bed's feet, ...
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Recycling
Landis Everson
How did the valentines age so fast? Most of the names are forgotten. Billy, Billy, Billy, Jill I think strangers sent them out like advertising hoping I'd surrender. But Jill, Jill, Jill and Billy Bill, shared memories aren't easily kept. Secrets wash out of the ocean blank all over. I am sitting on a beach chair somew...
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Early Frost
Scott Cairns
This morning the world’s white face reminds us that life intends to become serious again. And the same loud birds that all summer long annoyed us with their high attitudes and chatter silently line the gibbet of the fence a little stunned, chastened enough. They look as if they’re waiting for things to grow wors...
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Travels of Marco
Mark Levine
I was in Asia Minor in pursuit of distant honor in a suit of finest armor in a forest of pine or planks. I was not lost. Regina (my sextant) stared into the refiner’s flare as evening grew maligner. I was in Kazakhstan collecting rarest poppies. My capstan gave out. I could ...
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Montana Pastoral
J. V. Cunningham
I am no shepherd of a child’s surmises. I have seen fear where the coiled serpent rises, Thirst where the grasses burn in early May And thistle, mustard, and the wild oat stay. There is dust in this air. I saw in the heat Grasshoppers busy in the threshing wheat. So to this hour. Through the warm dusk I drove To...
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Prose Poem ("The morning coffee.")
Ron Padgett
The morning coffee. I'm not sure why I drink it. Maybe it's the ritual of the cup, the spoon, the hot water, the milk, and the little heap of brown grit, the way they come together to form a nail I can hang the day on. It's something to do between being asleep and being awake. Surely there's something better to do,...
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To a Dead Lover
Louise Bogan
The dark is thrown Back from the brightness, like hair Cast over a shoulder. I am alone, Four years older; Like the chairs and the walls Which I once watched brighten With you beside me. I was to waken Never like this, whatever came or was taken. The stalk grows, the year beats on the wind. Apples come, and the month f...
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Paradise Lost: Book  3 (1674 version)
John Milton
HAil holy Light, ofspring of Heav'n first-born, Or of th' Eternal Coeternal beam May I express thee unblam'd? since God is light, And never but in unapproached light Dwelt from Eternitie, dwelt then in thee, Bright effluence of bright essence increate. Or hear'st thou rather pure Ethereal stream, Whose Fountain who sha...
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The Snake Doctors
Frank Stanford
for Nicholas Fuhrmann I Pig I was in the outhouse I heard somebody at the pump I looked out the chink hole It was the two fishermen They stole fish One man gave the other one some money He flipped a fifty-cent piece up I lost it in the sun I saw the snake doctors riding each other The other man said “You l...
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Valentine
Lorna Dee Cervantes
Cherry plums suck a week’s soak, overnight they explode into the scenery of before your touch. The curtains open on the end of our past. Pink trumpets on the vines bare to the hummingbirds. Butterflies unclasp from the purse of their couplings, they light and open on the doubled hands of eucalyptus fronds. They s...
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On Some Lines by Tranströmer
Jake Crist
I find myself in the deep corridor that would have been dark if my right hand wasn’t shining like a torch. — Tomas Tranströmer One of those idle hours I did not want To participate in “group,” when it seemed Impossible I’d know a word to haunt Again, or make me laugh, or spur that dream To roam myself the range...
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Immigrant Song
Sun Yung Shin
All birds—even those that do not fly —have wings A constant confession Admission of omission This is your punctuated equilibrium And everything in between Slow it down The moment of extinction The death of the last individual of a species (Let’s put it aside for now) Stay with it This is our gene flow How d...
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Farm Implements and Rutabagas in a Landscape
John Ashbery
The first of the undecoded messages read: “Popeye sits in thunder, Unthought of. From that shoebox of an apartment, From livid curtain’s hue, a tangram emerges: a country.” Meanwhile the Sea Hag was relaxing on a green couch: “How pleasant To spend one’s vacation en la casa de Popeye,” she scratched Her cleft chin...
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Making a Fist
Naomi Shihab Nye
We forget that we are all dead men conversing with dead men. —
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Busy Day at the Office
Margaret Fishback
This is a day when I covered no ground. Just pushed and shuffled my papers around, Nudged at letters and winced at bills, Sorting them out into different hills, Hunted fretfully for a ruler, Worried the overworked water cooler, Sharpened pencils and filled my pen, Then shuffled my papers around again.
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Retroduction to American History
Allen Tate
Cats walk the floor at midnight; that enemy of fog, The moon, wraps the bedpost in receding stillness; sleep Collects all weary nothings and lugs away the towers, The pinnacles of dust that feed the subway. What stiff unhappy silence waits on sleep Struts like an officer; tongues next-door bewitch Themselves with...
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The News
Wendy Xu
Tossing off expletives into the sea of cab lights, I lounge ever more than I work. I wear my silk pants to the middle-of-America themed bar as if white-collar were this Halloween's hottest new costume. It sinks like a stone, this attention to the lives of others. I think I have evolved to respect my social obli...
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Are You Seeing Your Own Death and Selling It to Me?
Essa Ranapiri
you lie on your back arms close to your sides the body as a card run through the slit of the EFTPOS machine and stopped rubbed off on a coin or two a set of eyes lingering underneath when you move them you can feel the iris brush against the profile of Queen Elizabeth or a native bird it costs actual material mo...
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A Girl
Michael Field
A Girl, Her soul a deep-wave pearl Dim, lucent of all lovely mysteries; A face flowered for heart’s ease, A brow’s grace soft as seas Seen through faint forest-trees: A mouth, the lips apart, Like aspen-leaflets trembling in the breeze From her tempestuous heart. Such: and our souls so ...
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New Folk
Terrance Hayes
I said Folk was dressed in Blues but hairier and hemped. After "We acoustic banjo disciples!" Jebediah said, "When and whereforth shall the bucolic blacks with good tempers come to see us pluck as Elizabeth Cotton intended?" We stole my Uncle Windchime's minivan, penned a simple ballad about the drag of lovelessne...
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Purple Anemones
D. H. Lawrence
Who gave us flowers?Heaven? The white God? Nonsense! Up out of hell, From Hades; Infernal Dis! Jesus the god of flowers—? Not he.Or sun-bright Apollo, him so musical? Him neither. Who then?Say who. Say it—and it is Pluto, Dis The dark one Proserpine’s master. Who contradicts—? When she broke forth from...
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Blues for Alice
Clark Coolidge
When you get in on a try you never learn it back umpteen times the tenth part of a featured world in black and in back it’s roses and fostered nail bite rhyme sling slang, a song that teaches without travail of the tale, the one you longing live and singing burn It’s insane to remain a trope, of a rinsing out or...
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Woodcut
Thomas McGrath
It is autumn but early. No crow cries from the dry woods. The house droops like an eyelid over the leprous hill. In the bald barnyard one horse, a collection of angles Cuts at the flies with a spectral tail. A blind man’s Sentence, the road goes on. Lifts as the slope lifts it. Comes now one who has been conquered...
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Canto LXXXI
Ezra Pound
Zeus lies in Ceres’ bosom Taishan is attended of loves under Cythera, before sunrise And he said: “Hay aquí mucho catolicismo—(sounded catolithismo y muy poco reliHion.” and he said: “Yo creo que los reyes de...
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Sun In Days
Meghan O'Rourke
1 I tried to live that way for a while, amongthe trees, the green breeze, chewing Bubblicious and by the edge of the pool spitting it out. The book open on my chest, a towelat my back the diving board thwoking,and leaving never arrived Cut it outmy mother said my brother clowning around with a water ...
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Venus Transiens
Amy Lowell
Tell me, Was Venus more beautiful Than you are, When she topped The crinkled waves, Drifting shoreward On her plaited shell? Was Botticelli’s vision Fairer than mine; And were the painted rosebuds He tossed his lady Of better worth Than the words I blow about you To cover your too great loveliness As with...
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Marking Him
Margaret Hasse
Does my little son miss the smell of his first mother? I wonder as the mewl of his mouth opens toward a plastic bottle that is not her breast. Sudden new mother, I bury my nose deep into his skullcap of ringlets, his starry cheesiness. In her good-bye letter to him sealed in his album with a birth certificat...
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Star of the Nativity
Joseph Brodsky
In the cold season, in a locality accustomed to heat more than to cold, to horizontality more than to a mountain, a child was born in a cave in order to save the world; it blew as only in deserts in winter it blows, athwart. To Him, all things seemed enormous: His mother’s breast, the steam out of the ox’s nostril...
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The Ship and Her Makers
John Masefield
THE ORE Before Man’s labouring wisdom gave me birth I had not even seen the light of day; Down in the central darkness of the earth, Crushed by the weight of continents I lay, Ground by the weight to heat, not knowing then The air, the light, the noise, the world of men. THE TRE...
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Above Pate Valley
Gary Snyder
We finished clearing the last Section of trail by noon, High on the ridge-side Two thousand feet above the creek Reached the pass, went on Beyond the white pine groves, Granite shoulders, to a small Green meadow watered by the snow, Edged with Aspen—sun Straight high and blazing But the air was cool. Ate a c...
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Buick
Karl Shapiro
As a sloop with a sweep of immaculate wing on her delicate spine And a keel as steel as a root that holds in the sea as she leans, Leaning and laughing, my warm-hearted beauty, you ride, you ride, You tack on the curves with parabola speed and a kiss of goodbye, Like a thoroughbred sloop, my new high-spirited spiri...
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Last Days
Maxine Kumin
We visit by phone as the morphine haze retreats, late afternoon, most days. Our mingled past is set against the pin- hole lights of cars cruising the blacked-out streets: we four in the college smoker popping No-Doz, honors students carrying heavy course loads tipped sideways by sex, one by one discarding ...
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Winter: A Dirge
Robert Burns
The wintry west extends his blast,And hail and rain does blaw;Or, the stormy north sends driving forthThe blinding sleet and snaw:While tumbling brown, the burn comes down,And roars frae bank to brae;And bird and beast in covert rest,And pass the heartless day.The sweeping blast, the sky o’ercast,The joyless winter-day...
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Nocturne Militaire
Thomas McGrath
Miami Beach: wartime Imagine or remember how the road at last led us Over bridges like prepositions, linking a drawl of islands. The coast curved away like a question mark, listening slyly And shyly whispered the insomniac Atlantic. But we were uncertain of both question and answer, Stiff and confused and bemused...
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Forever and a Day
Samuel Menashe
No more than that Dead cat shall I Escape the corpse I kept in shape For the day off Immortals take
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Maxims 1
Anthony Madrid
The ampalaya, no matter how bitter, Is sweet to those who like it. The hardest person to awaken Is a lover feigning sleep. The basketball held underwater Wants violently to come up. Easily split asunder is that Which never was united. The water is cold at first, for it Takes time to heat the pipe. The kids ru...
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Black Coffin with Milk
Michael Farrell
Take the measure of wooden speech with a wooden tongue The sound waves crash in, like a handful of grasshoppers Take the nails and bang them into the weeping painting The kids are shouting what they’re for: it’s making noise Making noise and drinking milk with a magnifying glass The ancestor’s dead from reading bo...
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[ "S2-5", "S6-4", "S6-8", "S10-4", "S10-8" ]
[ "Nature", "Living", "Arts & Sciences" ]
[ "Arts & Sciences/Painting & Sculpture", "Arts & Sciences/Reading & Books", "Nature/Animals", "Living/Death & Dying", "Living/Youth" ]
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Annunication
C. Dale Young
I learned to hide my wings almost immediately, learned to tuck and bandage them down. Long before the accident, before the glass shattering and that scene going dim, dimmer, and then dark, before the three fractures at the axis, three cracks in the bone, it had already begun. My voice had begun to deepen, the sou...
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[ "S5-2", "S5-3", "S6-3" ]
[ "Religion", "Living" ]
[ "Religion/Christianity", "Religion/Faith & Doubt", "Living/Coming of Age" ]
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For My Wife
Wesley McNair
How were we to know, leaving your two kids behind in New Hampshire for our honeymoon at twenty-one, that it was a trick of cheap hotels in New York City to draw customers like us inside by displaying a fancy lobby? Arriving in our fourth-floor room, we found a bed, a scarred bureau, and a bathroom door with a cut on on...
[ "S1", "S3", "S8", "S9" ]
[ "S3-4", "S9-7" ]
[ "Love", "Social Commentaries", "Relationships", "Activities" ]
[ "Social Commentaries/Gender & Sexuality", "Activities/Travels & Journeys" ]
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From “Moon Sonnet”
Lily Zhou
Based on the Chinese myth of Chang’e Saturday. The good bread set out for the dogs to eat.The rabbit hurt on milk & tall willows that I’ve bound to storefront. The headlines saythe waves are coming in today. The waves & spoiled fruit & all the lives I’ve wastedplaying archer. At least this side of the kingdom will ...
[ "S2", "S11" ]
[ "S2-5", "S2-10", "S11-1" ]
[ "Nature", "Mythology & Folklore" ]
[ "Mythology & Folklore/Fairy-tales & Legends", "Nature/Weather", "Nature/Animals" ]
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The Pear
Ruth Stone
There hangs this bellied pear, let no rake doubt,Meat for the tongue and febrile to the skin,Wasting for the mildew and the rot, A tallow rump slow rounded, a pelt thinAnd for the quickest bite; so, orchard bred,Heaviest downward from the shaking stem.Whose fingers curve around the ripened headLust to split so fine a d...
[ "S2", "S3", "S8" ]
[ "S2-8", "S3-4" ]
[ "Nature", "Social Commentaries", "Relationships" ]
[ "Nature/Plants & Fungi", "Social Commentaries/Gender & Sexuality" ]
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Healers
Sophie Collins
I encountered a scaffoldoutside the Holy Trinity Church in Vladimir, Russia.At first I didn’t notice herslumped against the side of the church — she was pretty small for a scaffold, pretty un-assuming. Her safety meshwas torn in places and sun-bleached all overand threatened to dislodgedue to a forceful wind that was t...
[ "S5", "S10" ]
[ "S5-2", "S10-1" ]
[ "Religion", "Arts & Sciences" ]
[ "Arts & Sciences/Architecture & Design", "Religion/Christianity" ]
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A Brief  History of  Hysteria
Libby Burton
All of this magic is death: your vicious little organ singing like a drunk uncle, the beautiful, white-headed children that passed through y...
[ "S3", "S6" ]
[ "S3-4", "S6-7" ]
[ "Social Commentaries", "Living" ]
[ "Social Commentaries/Gender & Sexuality", "Living/Parenthood" ]
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Sleeping with Boa
May Swenson
I show her how to put her arms around me, but she’s much too small. What’s worse, she doesn’t understand. And although she lies beside me, sticking out her tongue, it’s herself she licks. She likes my stroking hand. And even lets me kiss. But at my demand: “Now, do it to me, like this,” she backs off with a ...
[ "S8" ]
[ "S8-6", "S8-8" ]
[ "Relationships" ]
[ "Relationships/LGBTQ+", "Relationships/Pets & Domestic Animals" ]