‘A Villanelle for Robert Hoogland’ and Other Poetry by Joshua C. Frank
. A Villanelle for Robert Hoogland Hoogland was imprisoned for calling his daughter female Their mouths are gagged, their hands...
Read moreDetails. A Villanelle for Robert Hoogland Hoogland was imprisoned for calling his daughter female Their mouths are gagged, their hands...
Read moreDetails. Ode to Poets of the Past I do agree with the sights__that I have seen:the warm and comfortable steps__where...
Read moreDetails. A Conceit or Just a Similitude? Two Brief Illustrations from Sir John Suckling by Joseph S. Salemi One of...
Read moreDetails. Not the Third Reich... Yet It makes me burn to hear the left berate Good policy and leaders they...
Read moreDetails. Snub the Grub upon reading news of a beetle burger, The Daily Mail, August 24, 2022 I scan the...
Read moreDetails. Daedalus Icarus, you have disobeyed, As all men do, and dearly paid. Too recklessly your heart did fly Between...
Read moreDetails. An Old Man's Wallet His wallet holds the scraps of yesterday with faded photos dearest to his heart; A...
Read moreDetails. Poetry Lessons The poet said he’d show and never tell--- His imagery would mesmerize and blaze. In quatrains laced with Aphrodite’s spell,...
Read moreDetails. Thank You Note from an Assisted Living Facility Thank you for the Happy Birthday. Never thought I'd live this...
Read moreDetails. On Rainy Nights On rainy nights, in pensive thought, I claim the respite I have sought but seldom found...
Read moreDetails. Ruby Jubilee We’ve made a grand tour of exuberance, Repeated as our hearts reverberate, Imagining abodes where we might...
Read moreDetails. I. My body heat is at a modicum: Say, ninety-eight point two or one or so. Foreboding naught particularly...
Read moreDetails. Five Poems for My Mother by James A. Tweedie Poet’s Note: My mother, Marjorie Schlatter Tweedie, passed away on...
Read moreDetails. There Is No God? “There is no God,” Some men do say. This doubt, some voice, And claim this...
Read moreDetails. Un-Justice Merrick Garland “Garland is a moderate,” Obama swore, We all can see his moderation now--- The Trump raid...
Read moreDetails. Chitchat If only I could find a man, I’m lonely since Sebastian, That loser, left me for another. Still,...
Read moreDetails. POEMS THAT BUILT A NATION PART II. Persia, Ferdowsi, and the Shahnameh by Adam Sedia A previous essay highlighted...
Read moreDetails. Persistence It seems when flies get in from the outside, They never find how to get out again; Instead...
Read moreDetails. A Stranger in Your Land after Dimash Qudaibergen’s song “Stranger” A lonely stranger in your land__where you are strange...
Read moreDetails. An Anti-Evolution Song Evolution Is False. God Is True. inspired by the writings of Zhang Tianliang How probable is...
Read moreDetails. Images of Darwin, Post-1859 1859: The year the ponderously titled On The Origin of Species by Means of Natural...
Read moreDetails. Mightier Than the Sword? His Eighties searing splash of fiery ink Scorched the skin of those who won’t allow...
Read moreDetails. As Day Transitions to Night for "JD" and Margaret Coats There is none of the daylight’s verve— __no ripples...
Read moreDetails. Lament of the Little White Horse by Paul Fort (1872-1960) Translated by Joshua C. Frank The little horse in...
Read moreDetails. Give and Take Mr. Taxman, you’re a peach, Fill your pockets we beseech. Having money is a curse, Please...
Read moreDetails. My No-Show Foes I whet my blade, anticipating mayhem. My enemies just whet their appetite On what they hope...
Read moreDetails. Lullaby of New Mexico Duerme mijo---sleep my weary child As we drive south upon the interstate. My side-eye checks...
Read moreDetails. Byrd in Flight The surplice-vested, five-part choir, Like sparrows on a five-tiered wire, Gives flight to canticles of Byrd....
Read moreDetails. . Non Existent One day my body disappeared, __nor could I touch or taste, but I could feel the...
Read moreDetails. Awake At night I quake and lie awake in bed. My racing mind likes pacing to and fro. My thoughts, they peck and caw just like a crow. I’m...
Read moreDetails. Tapestry My grandfather Evangelos did trading with the Turks Of pipes and hookahs, hash, and cloths, and skillful carpet-works....
Read moreDetails. Poems by Théodore de Banville (1823-1891) translated by Margaret Coats The Velocipede Half brain, and half a pair of...
Read moreDetails. Some Mornings Some mornings it’s just tough to find that place, That slippery perspective where I view The world...
Read moreDetails. Byron Swims the Hellespont On May 9, 1810, Lord Byron swam across the Hellespont from Sestos to Abydos to...
Read moreDetails. Deschutes River Reverie The river, swift and shallow, roils its way Beneath the outstretched arms of old-growth pines, Past...
Read moreDetails. Don't Laugh at a Christian God looked down on Noah And said "Construct an ark Bigger than a boat,...
Read moreDetails. Transgender Madness: For All the Children Being Harmed Beyond Repair inspired by When Harry Became Sally by Ryan T....
Read moreDetails. Camena Interrupta The measured words of poetryRise round the mystic sphere,Sift through the dirt or sing divineIn strains that...
Read moreDetails. . A Happy 80th Birthday Wish for the Poet's Father I wish for you the golden years Odysseus had...
Read moreDetails. . To Winter for John Keats Where are the songs of spring? Now moving west All of us are...
Read moreDetailsJoe, I love your interpretation - as far as I'm concerned" a gold-digging young gigolo who attaches himself to a…
Urszula, what an imaginative limerick! That is something Poe might have done! Sorry to be so late seeing this.
Agreed, Urszula! Thank you for commenting.
When I was in the U.K. I heard that "poodle" could mean a henpecked or subservient husband, and by extension…
Yael, it's always lovely to hear from you. I'm thrilled you enjoyed the poems. I did have people in mind…
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