‘Crossing China’ by Donna Nelesen
I. Anxiety and excitement, a strange mixture Saturated me as I attempted to picture Two days alone crossing China’s famous...
Read moreDetailsI. Anxiety and excitement, a strange mixture Saturated me as I attempted to picture Two days alone crossing China’s famous...
Read moreDetailsRecord the past and gift-wrap the future Explain the rules of classical culture Listen to the stories plaintively wrought...
Read moreDetails"Orange Persimmons" is a Haiku. "Released" is an American Cinquain, and "Forever Wearing White" is a Tanka about how the...
Read moreDetailsOriginally Featured in Woodland Poems Near a ridge where far recedes the frozen Forest into valleys wide, Scoouwa’s chin In...
Read moreDetailsAs I was flying high and looking down the lonely regent of my tiny crown in one-dimension’s cold and breath-thin...
Read moreDetailsThe Goddess I. Black breeze On white foam hands Held high, lifting freedom: Shinning fast Her people’s torch in...
Read moreDetailsIn support of the national youth bike ride, Ride 2 Freedom. Ride to Freedom Riding, riding, riding fast, There can...
Read moreDetailsI dreamt I saw him in the queue, A friend I thought had long since died; But we embraced so...
Read moreDetailsSalazar Sneed Salazar Sneed was a man of great need Who traded holey shoes for a pocket of beads....
Read moreDetailsWanderer's Retreat I Across the dive bar floor strode a figure, Tall but slightly slouching, wearing a cloak. His facial...
Read moreDetailsOne Summer Day An allusion to Beethoven While walking through the woods one summer day, he glanced along a...
Read moreDetailsChinese Cameo 13 Exacting Nazis whittled down The Jew – full name, gender, skill type, stamp, tattoo; segued ringlets, noses,...
Read moreDetailsWe are proud to announce the publication of The Society of Classical Poets’ 2015 Poetry Journal! The best poetry of...
Read moreDetailsThe River Wye Your stroll beside the stream has stayed with me, Has left me in my loneliness with...
Read moreDetailsGoodbye, sweet fetal child— for you shall die, Because a mother’s love is also dead: The hallowed place of nurture...
Read moreDetailsHunger "Power grows out of the barrel of a gun" -Mao Zedong Power grows out of the plight of...
Read moreDetailsThoughts after Samuel Palmer (1805-1881) By Bud "Weasel" Rice Everywhere curious, articulate, perfect and inimitable ... nature does ... leave...
Read moreDetailsFog in the Valley The fog flows down like a flock of pale gulls and the valley of my...
Read moreDetailsWinter Storm Watch The sky is still; no flakes appear and yet we know that they will come. Held...
Read moreDetailsObservations both Literal and Inferred on The Course of Empire, 1833-36, by Thomas Cole The Savage State THE foreground...
Read moreDetailsO Thou Fount of Joy, I Praise Thee In my dark night He brought His joy by an ancient melody....
Read moreDetailsSonnet on the Death of a Friend Throughout our lives we have the love of some Our family, our...
Read moreDetailsThey gathered softly in a field for many miles around to taste in haste the flowers before showers tumbled down...
Read moreDetailsA mysterious substance is ruling our lives. It flows through our oceans and floats in our skies. “It’s good for...
Read moreDetailsFor a girl with rosy cheeks I didn’t know when Valentine’s Day was, and didn’t need to. That day...
Read moreDetailsI saw a grand palace as sculpted by the Genie of the Lamp, adorned with lights so golden, as if...
Read moreDetailsfor E.E. Club Saw Reid I. Priam, Returning to the Ramparts He’d never say it to my face and...
Read moreDetailsI Saw a Giant Train by Red Was Iceblue I saw a giant train come out of blue and...
Read moreDetailsChinese Cameo 5 A glinty dental check-up’s made my day – some skiffs of plaque, no ominous decay … A...
Read moreDetailsFirst Prize ($500): Reid McGrath Winning Poems: “Tares in the Wheat” “A Recurring Dream, Vanquished” “Retreating Snow” “Lamenting Our...
Read moreDetailsThe Shore Forever lost in the ocean the water seeps into my chest I’ve lost myself in the motion...
Read moreDetailsThough tear gas spiraled through receding light and wrung out tears and mangled up clear sight; and though the bitter...
Read moreDetailsRose Window Firs at sunset cast golden geometries As myriad needles swarm like bees And burst into sun-kindled flame –...
Read moreDetailsWhere Can I Find You? A girl, with hair the colour of honey, giggled while she chased a little...
Read moreDetailsVessel No one can insure candlelight; its flame Precisely burns in flickering waves of gas, Ingesting oxygen while fibers...
Read moreDetailsThe nightingale flutters on its wings And lighting on a branch he sings Voices the song of his spirit Brings...
Read moreDetailsMaoism “Power comes from the barrel of a gun,” That was the essence of Mao’s logic. Millions have perished under...
Read moreDetailsLife's Golden Key Like the sparrow, robin and crow sharing in a concrete birdbath, mortals require kindness to grow, pleasantly...
Read moreDetailsI. The people of China in ancient times, Knew good was blessed and evil was punished, By Gods who...
Read moreDetailsIn the Shadow of a Mountain In the shadow of a mountain lies a valley, lies my home swaddled by...
Read moreDetailsAwww, what a beautiful comment, Mark. It's lovely to hear of the joys of marital bliss after 53 years. Congratulations!…
C.B., it's always interesting to read your take on my poems, and I've got to say I agree with you…
Alec, this is a touching tribute to a camp coach/counselor. I had my own at Camp Paisano near Alpine, Texas.…
Margaret, I was thinking about the vast variety of Moms when I wrote it. Thank you for pointing that out…
Margaret, thank you for the read and remarks. First Presbyterian is still there. As is Emmanuel Episcopal, which started at…
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