‘Lines Composed in the Adirondack Mountains’ and Other Poetry by Reid McGrath
Lines Composed in the Adirondack Mountains THERE’S a little town nestled in the hills, with an old house I call by ...
Lines Composed in the Adirondack Mountains THERE’S a little town nestled in the hills, with an old house I call by ...
I. Anxiety and excitement, a strange mixture Saturated me as I attempted to picture Two days alone crossing China’s famous ...
Record the past and gift-wrap the future Explain the rules of classical culture Listen to the stories plaintively wrought ...
"Orange Persimmons" is a Haiku. "Released" is an American Cinquain, and "Forever Wearing White" is a Tanka about how the ...
Originally Featured in Woodland Poems Near a ridge where far recedes the frozen Forest into valleys wide, Scoouwa’s chin In ...
As I was flying high and looking down the lonely regent of my tiny crown in one-dimension’s cold and breath-thin ...
The Goddess I. Black breeze On white foam hands Held high, lifting freedom: Shinning fast Her people’s torch in ...
In support of the national youth bike ride, Ride 2 Freedom. Ride to Freedom Riding, riding, riding fast, There can ...
I dreamt I saw him in the queue, A friend I thought had long since died; But we embraced so ...
Salazar Sneed Salazar Sneed was a man of great need Who traded holey shoes for a pocket of beads. ...
Wanderer's Retreat I Across the dive bar floor strode a figure, Tall but slightly slouching, wearing a cloak. His facial ...
Brian, you are absolutely correct -- this is a "Chamberlain-like" decision. Sheer cowardice, lack of historical understanding, diplomatic blundering, desperation…
Joe, this scathing poem is presented as satire though it is infused with sober judgment and a generous helping of…
Is that how you judge reality, Paul? By how many persons are trapped in the delusion that something unreal is…
I think you'll find it's 153 out of 197 countries that have recognised Palestine as a state.
Thanks Cheryl. I’m not familiar with that, but it sounds like a nice thing for that poem to be compared…
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