‘Plowing’: A Poem by Margaret Coats
. Plowing Plain plowing cultivates delight Of partnership with animals: Two horses and a man unite To draw behind them ...
. Plowing Plain plowing cultivates delight Of partnership with animals: Two horses and a man unite To draw behind them ...
. What Mother Goose Neglected to Mention . A Soup Spoon Reflects upon His Past So the dish ran away ...
. Send in the Clones Year One. Computer, help me make this switch! This lab is now my church. Advance ...
. The Best Haiku of 2024 The Winner and Runners-Up of the Society of Classical Poets 2024 Haiku Competition Judged ...
. Public Benches Lusty men and randy wenches Making out on public benches Used to be a common sight In ...
. Downtown Like an iron maze, Clustered close, towers rise, Caging the very sky. Casting their cold gaze Through myriad ...
. Aphrodisiac I. It was past midnight when we met and spoke One rainswept winter Friday. The wet street Stood ...
. Resolve Much gain involves much pain and we can see, That discipline is hard, like pumping steam, Spending each ...
. Dusk Come down! you fading orb of heat, __Come down, and rest your head, I watched you in your ...
. Cutie Pie Cat The pink-nosed face of Prospero my cat, Pink nose and white fur face, is what he ...
. Let Them Go Children born around the world __some fifty years ago were free to roam and run and ...
. The British Museum The best sources repeat it, unending, For the scholars in every lyceum: Many art works, of ...
. The Dying It’s getting to be time again when all the leaves, their labors nearly done, prepare their legacy. ...
. The Chief Baker Responds to Joseph "And Joseph answered and said, This is the interpretation thereof: The three baskets ...
. Nothing Compares Last year, on a private tour of Italy and Spain, I saw the Colosseum and cathedrals… so ...
. I Love My Paranoia I love my paranoia That no one else can see. It’s like a loving shadow ...
. Bright Light, Some City "It's probably a reflection of my own, if I may say, loneliness. I don't know. ...
. Storm Dog Thunder, bounding through the holler, shouts. The lights are flickering but are not out. My dog is ...
. Something in the Water The swimmer had removed her clothes, __Then turned and gave a wail, For in the ...
. Take Me Out to the Ball Game The game of baseball’s changed since I was younger, Back when the ...
. Devotions Night after night, for nigh a year, When bedtime came, we’d watch our child Be overcome by his ...
. Lamplights at Dusk Along the tree-lined lane, I walk at dusk, On pavement gray, well-washed by autumn showers, And ...
. California Meme-ing ---on Gov. Newsom's recent ban of AI deepfake memes The perilous and puckish AI fairy Has magicked ...
. The Painter The moment when a painting is complete, He starts another piece without delay Like respiration—take a breath; ...
. The Last Petal In a garden old and wise, Where blooms and seasons intertwine, A rose stood tall against ...
. The Father of All Lights "Every good thing given and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from ...
. Oaks of Righteousness “That they may be called oaks of righteousness, the planting of the LORD…” ---Isaiah 61:3 What ...
. Of Windows and Lawns "I grew up in a neighborhood of folks who were very proud of their lawn." ...
. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vtNh_jWAzKU . Henry Knox in His Bookstore ---from Legends of Liberty, Volume 3 The chiming of a doorway’s silver ...
. August, at Your Pleasure The year, by August, late in middle age,gives knowing winks to autumn as the goldof ...
. Follow the Miracle A random head-turn? Vector wind deflection? Or was it truly heavenly protection? His head came close ...
. Viracocha Viracocha made the world, __He made it in a day. A day in Viracocha’s life __Would leave you ...
. Valediction for a Critic "She can second-guess the sixth sense of a poem." —Seamus Heaney "I thought—and still think—that ...
. Light Wave Heatwave When the temperature rises, a worker despises __The withering glare of the sun. When the sweat’s ...
. Kristallnacht---The Night of Broken Glass I tell my son he must not make a sound. I whisper, “Karl, this ...
. To September Your fields and groves are lushly emerald still; Your flowers still waft their scents and vaunt their ...
. Let’s Laugh at Leftists with a nod to Joseph S. Salemi Step right up and see the freaks, Who ...
. Catullus XI Furius and Aurelius, my two friends, Whether I go to farthest India, The shore by ever-pounding Eastern ...
. When Your Foe Is Perilously Strong When your foe is perilously strong It mightn’t be too preposterous or wrong To let ...
. Solitaire A fresh tableau gives hope of gaining traction In the builds. Shortly, though, you see you’re beat. It’s ...
You are quite right Joe, but to add to your footnote re Starmer - "deeply unpopular" - Americans should know…
That would be so much better for everybody, themselves included.
There is a tide in the affairs of men….is this not the beginning of a sonnet? Never mind his most…
Adam, this deeply affectionate elegy certainly shows you are one of the many who now say, "We are Charlie." He…
Dear Mary Jane, Thanks for your kind comment. The syllabic overlap between my poem and tanka is just a coincidence;…
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