. . Tahoe Plane On the above photo by M. Kirson Far above the lake I soared, Above the dock,...

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Dear George, If only you were living at this hour, Day, week, month, year. These times are newly strange— Hilarious,...

Born at Constantinople in 1762 of a French father and Greek mother, André Chénier grew up in pre-revolutionary France and studied...

A gray mid-March day: the bare branches lean across the blank sky. All colors moved indoors where my daughter and...

Storyteller We sit around the fire. The storyteller drones, until his words expire in silence like the stones. Primeval darkness...

  Winners   Conformists of a feather flock together. Michael R. Burch, Nashville, Tennessee   The u of solitude allays...

  The Clockwork Butterfly When I was a child, and my dreams were of gold I always believed everything I...

By Dusty Grein and Evan Mantyk “The Raven” by Edgar Allan Poe remains one of the English language’s most popular...

 After Phoebe Cary, after Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.      Tell me not, in scolding shouts,     Education is an empty dream, For...

The Rock Climbers By Cal Wes Ubideer I saw them climbing up the gray-white, rocky mountain hills, like any mountain...

August 13, 2012 I dreamt last night of singing with Li Po. (Or is he now sleeping, dreaming of me?)...

Sonnet II The spark which lights my innermost desire,     whose flame burns fierce in Spirit and in vein, your blinding...

. Dunblane Cathedral On the massacre of sixteen children and their teacher at the Dunblane Primary School near Stirling, Scotland,...

Roly-Poly Talking on the telephone, a mother missed her baby Wait a sec, I’ll go and check And call you...

. . Metaphysical Mortar Between the cobalt and the blueGlean gestalt and sum of trueAll and each be more than...

Inspired by real events in China   Not that long ago in China, in a labor camp confined a Year...

By Kristina Pentchoukova Right from the first email from William Ruleman, I knew that I was interacting with a classicist...

  A Fifteen-Year-Old's Response to Frost "This 'pome' don't make NO sense! What junk!" the scowling students muttered. "Two roads...

Transient I lingered along the sandy runway Hearing the winds blowing about; A tender voice from far, faraway, “Hurry, or...

1.) The prankster's favorite home decor, Clockwise or counter, the choice is yours. Never eaten, found in bowls. Around I...

Horses Tell me what power hits the ground, heard a mile away, ear to mound? Earth’s tympanic membrane resounds; like...

Shall I compare the CCP To a tragic Shakespeare play? For all the lies of history Unfold in China today....

Apes or Angels Humans, some say, aren’t much more than an ape— A reasoning beast, quintessence of dust. Others believe...

  They tweet like a bird, have books of your face, and Kindle who? I can hardly remember which TV...

  In China now are shadows forged from fire, a DNA pre-history. They cloud troubled villages, rice fields, goldfish ponds....

  The journey back to your own true self Is not paved by comfort and untold wealth, But by finding...

The Great The great are often shunned by their own age, While even the noble dead are sometimes mocked, And...

Ode to a Soldier’s Wife I can see your tears are streaming, in the lamp light they are gleaming; How...

Igor at the Kitchen Sink By Alecsei Durbew I saw him washing dishes at the sink. He stood against the...

Counterfeit Martyrdom Evil terrorists 'round the world Reject God's law, "Thou shalt not kill." Minds indoctrinated, furled up in a...

Choice Now to change; rise to rearrange; fix buckled tracks; iron out the cracked strange. Time to take off the...

By James Sale There are two things I don’t like about “When We Were Slugs”, the new poetry collection from...

Riverside Sun rays glisten Reflect the river I stand and listen Can’t help but shiver Restless fish swim Graceful, majestic...

  Valentine The name of Spring is ever fresh and fair;     Her sound is ever gentle, ever true; The Spring...

Models for Configuring Friendship A knight for whom the Grail is wholly you; the one who greets you sans your...

  The lit brush burns oil on the canvas; Ancient word breathes stories of Atlantis; The silent stone speaks more...

Xerxes My power does lie In hue of the sky In the refined folds of God’s estate My throne I...

by Reid McGrath I forewarn you that these are the 10 greatest English Sonnets addressed to or concerning other poets...

So many lasers stroked the night, the sky simply purred and burst apart. We held our breaths, but not from...