Beauty

. Ruby Jubilee We’ve made a grand tour of exuberance, Repeated as our hearts reverberate, Imagining abodes where we might...

. I. My body heat is at a modicum: Say, ninety-eight point two or one or so. Foreboding naught particularly...

. Five Poems for My Mother by James A. Tweedie Poet’s Note: My mother, Marjorie Schlatter Tweedie, passed away on...

. There Is No God? “There is no God,” Some men do say. This doubt, some voice, And claim this...

. A Stranger in Your Land after Dimash Qudaibergen’s song “Stranger”  A lonely stranger in your land__where you are strange...

. Mightier Than the Sword?   His Eighties searing splash of fiery ink Scorched the skin of those who won’t allow...

. As Day Transitions to Night for "JD" and Margaret Coats There is none of the daylight’s verve— __no ripples...

. Lament of the Little White Horse by Paul Fort (1872-1960) Translated by Joshua C. Frank The little horse in...

. Lullaby of New Mexico Duerme mijo---sleep my weary child As we drive south upon the interstate. My side-eye checks...

. Byrd in Flight The surplice-vested, five-part choir, Like sparrows on a five-tiered wire, Gives flight to canticles of Byrd....

. . Non Existent One day my body disappeared, __nor could I touch or taste, but I could feel the...

. Tapestry My grandfather Evangelos did trading with the Turks Of pipes and hookahs, hash, and cloths, and skillful carpet-works....

. Poems by Théodore de Banville (1823-1891) translated by Margaret Coats The Velocipede Half brain, and half a pair of...

. Some Mornings Some mornings it’s just tough to find that place, That slippery perspective where I view The world...

. Byron Swims the Hellespont On May 9, 1810, Lord Byron swam across the Hellespont from Sestos to Abydos to...

. Deschutes River Reverie The river, swift and shallow, roils its way Beneath the outstretched arms of old-growth pines, Past...

. Don't Laugh at a Christian God looked down on Noah And said "Construct an ark Bigger than a boat,...

. . A Happy 80th Birthday Wish for the Poet's Father I wish for you the golden years Odysseus had...

. . To Winter for John Keats Where are the songs of spring? Now moving west All of us are...

. The Photograph The snowflakes tumble down like frozen tears, Which fall from every eye this winter day; They heard...

. Cordelia's Choice Ye gods, what should I do with such ill news? My father, once the king, is now...

. Elegy for the Child Never Conceived His would-be parents had but days; The procreative ship sat docked, And with...

. On the Anniversary of My Father's Death These rainy mornings have a subtle saltTo them that even in the...

. Self Defense When he pulled out his knife I thought I had No choice so I pulled out my...

. Mistress Within those sheets, my mistress lay, her flawless form with perfect feet. One last embrace; I cannot stay!...

. Sumo's Winning Ways Fierce frontal impact clenches victory In less time than an untrained eye can blink, But connoisseurs...

. The Angelus, Jean-François Millet (Musée d’Orsay) How soft across the field the muted peal Has caromed off the setting...

. For Then by Manuel Gutiérrez Nájera (Mexico, 1859-1895) translated by Cheryl Corey O, to die upon the open sea...

. While Pondering Alexander Pope’s "Ode to Solitude" Grateful am I in solitude while reading Pope’s inspiring ode, a time...

. The Drive to Reconcile __We never wish to eat a bug __Or force an unexpected hug, But intimacy doesn’t...

. Free Verse Let us free verse from "free verse" while we can;A pile of branches does not make a...

. . Introduction Percy Bysshe Shelley was born August 4, 1792 and died in a boating accident on July 8,...

. The Pigeon Once upon a workday morning, sleepy-eyed and loudly yawning, I was splattered without warning by a pigeon...

. O Say, Can You See?   Let’s think as we sink into star-spangled wonder, Intolerable acts were the reason to...

. Anew Whisk me away to the mountainside. __Spirit me far to the glen. For I long to find that...

. A Ballade on Being Commissioned  Twixt Florence and the Holy See Of every artist you could hire You thought...

. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NHUuaA8DKiQ . On Palestrina's Music Sicut cervus desiderat ad fontes aquarum, Ita desiderat anima mea ad te, Deus. Psalmus...

. Gleam by Any Means The poem that I seek to write, the piece with flair and form, Which raises...

. Life Is a Dream by Pedro Calderón de la Barca (1600-1681) Translated by Elwin Wirkala The king dreams he...

. The Requisite I may have made a great mistake In my pursuit of solitude and grace; Perhaps have stumbled...