Rioja is a land of wine. It’s famous in both fact and fable. It’s really not okay to dine...

  Scorn “Enargeîs is the technical term ‘for divine epiphany: a word that contains the dazzle of “white,” argós, which...

An Introduction to Poetry and Its Place in an Integral Human Formation Introduction  It is well known to most sensible educators...

She asked, “Is the train on time, Mac?” He replied, “No, luv! It's on the track!” Teacher, “And what is...

  Let My Footstep Strike the Ground Like a Spear A Villanelle Let my footstep strike the ground like a...

  The Pilgrimage to Heaven Beneath the shadows whence no light embarks On paths renounced by most intrepid men; There,...

  Commie Carcinomas When least expected they arrive, an avant garde of hordes wielding a deadly pestilence like slashing, bloody...

As forecast now the sound of her arriving… That distant rumble from the driveway heard; A nearer clap, as though...

Of course, I like to see rainbows, But my heart hasn’t leapt for one; I’ve not wandered like a cloud...

Meritocracy When the Left tries to cow us and trammel our prowess ____We resort to a stiff upper lip, Well...

Sonnet VI from Sonnets for Elizabeth Consider how the bards of old had sung Before their numbers vanished with the years,...

The Mausoleum, Dumfries His crypt sealed by stones made by mother earth, A soft voice: This is where Robert Burns...

  Within my gardens soul abounds, A spirit stirring neath the ground, Aroused by secret depths that found, Concealed, inspired,...

. . Boast of the Poplar My common green I turn to gold, As Summer’s steaming, burning hold is broke,...

  ~ Dedicated to Falun Gong practitioners facing persecution in China Brutality meets decency and then What happens?  Hardness softens,...

On Formal Slavery (to a Nation of Free Verse) For there are those that call us slaves.  How poor and...

Columbus Statues Defaced A haiku High-jacked history An Autumn of mutiny We are lost at sea   A Step Beyond A step...

  What is my body that was never mine, That, fevered, it should waste below the deck? I rise, instead,...

  Basics Tonight I paint flowers on my tablet. I wanted to write about deeper things like God and love...

  "A man’s as old as he’s feeling …" ~ Samuel Taylor Coleridge “If the body frees the mind in...

  Productivity Lately a feeling's been making me twitch, The Creator in me has too long sat bewitched. Too idle...

Joe Stalin led his country for just short of thirty years— Three decades filled with purges, hunger, suffering and tears....

Decades later, his voice still heard: Sustainable, organic, and home-grown. We're reaping what he'd wisely sown: Ahimsa*, respect, main keywords....

Blasphemy A Reflection On the Murder of Two Women Outside the Gare Saint Charles in Marseilles, France, This Morning, October...

by Jane Blanchard Beatrice, Dante Alighieri’s second guide in La Divina Commedia (The Divine Comedy), makes her literary debut in...

The Teacher to His Students The ghost… the ghost of Hamlet’s father, came To walk the castle walls one moonless...

Reluctant night is slowly retreating The earth in gray, dim shades still hovering, Dawn strides out leisurely to wake each...

“Carlotta Capuccino , ‘Plato’s Ion and the Ethics of Praise,’ takes the . . . view that poetry deploys ‘groundless...

  Scientists of the world were meeting Stars among them they were feting Challenges new they were seeking Of wine...

  Incarnation I: Ego Mater Pulchrae Dilectionis I blossom forth delights on fruitful vine; My grapes are opulent and fair,...

Click here to download the entire book as a pdf file. By Leonard Dabydeen In the fraternity of poetic minds we...

Read about forced organ harvesting in China here. Photograph This man is lost, dead, His organs taken. Dark; hard to...

  Not Every Morning Not every morning is as this one, calm excitement for a future brought by change, so...

  Re-visiting Dante “For Dante it was a strict rule not to rhyme the word ‘Christ’ with any other word...

  Sonnet by Joachim du Bellay (1522-1560) / Translation by Morgan Downs   If all our life is no more...

Walk with me, though both of us May wonder where we go. Talk with me, explore, discuss The things we...

Beneath Brambles A villanelle Beneath the tangled brambles, look around. Vines creeping, smothering, create the dark. A trillium insists her...

Requiem for September (or/ November Is Upon Us) Withering leaves Dying grasses Autumn is here Time Passes Gray skies Chilly...

By Joseph Charles MacKenzie, for the Society of Classical Poets Born in 1939 Samuel Gilliland attended the ancient Dreghorn School...

  Cagney's Last Curtain Call Words shape my lips, words that I shall borrow, Pre-dawn, the sun, yet to fully...