03.27.18 A smattering of rain above a hall That holds her earthy fragments, broken, spent, A woman who, in life,...

Written upon reading the book How the Specter of Communism Is Ruling Our World. The beast once foretold for the...

Little Girl She's fishing in a rock pool just abandoned by the sea She's too engrossed within her world to...

Note: Joseph Charles MacKenzie would like to offer a 25% discount on the first edition hardcover of Sonnets for Christ...

by James Sale FORMAL COMPLAINTS by Joseph S. Salemi, Somer Rocks Press, 1997 MASQUERADE by Joseph S. Salemi, Somer Rocks...

(All poetry by Bruce Dale Wise) Confucius Institutes "Three things cannot be hidden long: the sun, the moon and truth."...

Congratulations to the following winners! Thank you to judges Joseph S. Salemi, James Sale, and Damian Robin.   First Place...

To Make a Poet “A man can learn the art of poetry,” You say, “and many learn this art by...

  I may have borne them each, but it was you, Whose shoulders carried weight I never knew, You set...

Form Sonnet Turn the page and write again today Make something come out of an eager mind Make something in...

See notes below for background and allusions. Olivia: Daughter, shall we sit and grieve together, And tie our two bêtes...

A short film by Gleb Zavlanov. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VxnDmkKqaF4&feature=youtu.be Sonnet 18 Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? Thou art more...

  Everlasting Chesterton The author, G.K. Chesterton: A playful epigramist, A master of the terse bon mot, And witty dithyrambist....

  I Love This Life a rondeau I love this life in spite of all the trying times and every...

Curtain Up! Sunset and the robins sing, nightingales reply song that summer evenings bring, weeping willows sigh from lawns and from...

  The sky boiled, As the earth ruffled, Clouds blew past, And the soil buckled. The dead came forth, And...

These three sonnets come from the newly released poetry book Organ Harvest, by Damian Robin, which exposes the murder of...

by Con Chapman Nyla Matuk and I have a few things in common; we are both poets (or in my...

Canto 2 is part of a sequence of 33 Cantos called The English Cantos that James Sale is attempting to...

Wild Strawberry On summer strolls, I often find. Wild strawberry flowering in the wood, White leaf, gold bud, my cheerless...

I have not been to Medford, nor Milan; I have not seen a war, nor won the peace; I’ve risen...

Sometimes, when the light and the mists of the day _Settle holy and soft on the edge of the night,...

for Czesław Miłosz For a moment as brief and long as eternity he sees what the blind man sees in...

(All poetry by Bruce Dale Wise) The Cat in the Red MAGA Hat by Carb Deliseuwe Eugenior Joseph took girlfriend...

My Garden Lush, fresh-pruned verdure shades the cobbled path, It bursts with rich-hued blossoms strewn about Whence sweet aromas waft,...

The intricacies of script and figure are amazing. Kudos to the faithful who made contributions large or small. By far...

The Seabirds Seagulls, on the air they glide, Over the waves to the land; Soaring across the sky, so wide,...

Translation by David B. Gosselin   If I from this darkened valley Where the gloomy vapors creep Might by some...

. . Boasted Viridian Said Viridian Green to Cerulean Blue, “The waves would be boring without me and you, The...

Song of Us Face to face, polite and careful, Tentative we were, and prayerful, Neither one of us would dare...

  Napoleon in New Orleans So the sun of Austerlitz has set. I had many triumphs, but it’s the few...

Poet's Note: In this sonnet I'm paying tribute to the patriotic bikers who make their annual pilgrimage to Washington DC...

By James A. Tweedie Call me a snob but I am generally attracted to what is commonly referred to as...

Heritage as Hope I saw the cricket scene in evening light, In Windsor light with calm men moving through The...

All poems translated from Russian. The Rock A gold cloud rested the whole night Upon the breast of a huge...

Joy Comes Softly silent; kindly kept, ___the haunted hours crept. Moonlit minutes—marked and mute, ___the lonely doubt takes root. The...

Bridge of Memories a symmetrelle in mixed syllabic meter A bridge built of memories spans the gap between future and...

I remember our marriage the horses, the carriage the millions we spent on your gown we threw out the book...

The Archaeological Gardens at Giardini-Naxos 7 March 2018 The stones are overgrown with clover now, Drowned by daisies, fresh cape...

  In an old timber town lived a man of renown; With a chainsaw he couldn’t be beat, And as...