Beauty

Nobody came today to ask me questions, nor has anyone asked me for anything this afternoon. I have not seen...

Musical Comedy or Doggerel for Dilettantes The Sonata Like a Classical sonata, our day opens with a theme, Whether thrown...

Canto 3 is the third canto in the sequence of the English Cantos, the first two of which are available...

in tribute to James Sale and in memory of Joe M. Ruggier (1956-2018), who first published this poem in The...

Paradox as Explanatory Paradigm in Norman MacCaig’s ‘Summer Farm’ by Phillip Whidden   Summer Farm Straws like tame lightnings lie...

Meaningful. Active and interesting. Strong. ___Simply not counting the days, as if stray, ______dreary, unworthy, but making them count, serve,...

  They stood on the porch, Eyes over the land. The young and old man, Making their plans. The old...

  Exodos, Prologos to the Class of 2018 In times uncertain, ask your truest friends For counsel, and take all...

The silent seeds in wild wastes germinate; The gardened apple trees dripping in bloom. Creation calls and hears, each for...

  Island City: Auckland I’ve grown to love this place of sea and noise Where buildings have assumed a regal...

  Ode to Cole’s “The Titan’s Goblet” O Grand Enigma! Tower of Life! Thy lofty scene ___Is but the glimpse...

This poem is dedicated in memoriam to Ms. Wang Lixuan. Because she was raising awareness about the repression of peaceful...

The constancy of change is to be wished; To find a partner and to settle down, To build a life,...

  Pentadactyl 5-foot dactylic poem with a truncated fifth foot on the odd-numbered lines. With apologies to Pterodactyls. Dactyls are...

The Ballad of the Poor Troubadour I’m past my prime __and I’m out of time— I never made a dime...

  ‘Leonardo the Great’ was a painter sublime, Never rushing to brush while to-do-lists claimed time; As commissions part-done, lay...

  Why photograph a fact when you can catch A nightmare, be a Jackson Pollock or A Dalí at his...

The Lord: "Behold, as the clay is in the potter’s hand, so are ye in mine hand." (Jeremiah 18:6) Swiftly...

A little baffling it's, a bit insane and funny too, this whole God-farm affair. You sow invisible seeds in ghostly...

καὶ κραναᾶς Βαβυλῶνος ἐπίδρομον ἅρμασι τεῖχος καὶ τὸν ἐπ᾽ Ἀλφειῷ Ζᾶνα κατηυγασάμην, κάπων τ᾽ αἰώρημα, καὶ Ἠελίοιο κολοσσόν, καὶ μέγαν αἰπεινᾶν πυραμίδων κάματον, μνᾶμά τε Μαυσώλοιο πελώριον ἀλλ᾽ ὅτ᾽ ἐσεῖδον Ἀρτέμιδος νεφέων ἄχρι θέοντα δόμον, κεῖνα μὲν ἠμαύρωτο † δεκηνιδε νόσφιν Ὀλύμπου ἅλιος οὐδέν πω τοῖον ἐπηυγάσατο. I have set eyes on the wall of lofty Babylon on which is...

(All poetry by Bruce Dale Wise) Crossing the Swamp by Jon MacNaughton by Caud Sewer Bile "If freedom of speech...

In the Poetry Writing Workshop “Milton conceived the Paradise Lost as a whole before he executed it in portions. We...

  Slender pillar burning bright, remarkably distinguished. I wish that you could stay the night but you must be extinguished....

. . The Federal and the Doric The Federal and the Doric Combined a stern austere; They frowned upon the...

  Pink has become a favored cultural color, more subtle, less primitive than red: black mixed with pink is considered...

Aldeyjarfoss If, in some grim sensory exercise In a laboratory, behind a screen Where staunch technicians memorialize Their findings, everything...

Translations from Belarusian by the poet's son Ihar Kazak.    The Explosion May mayhem never strike our good Earth; The...

  In the deep of the night do my restless thoughts roam ____To the moon-flooded fields of the sky, And...

  Out of the crooked timber laid by man, No straight foundation may ever be built. While Reason clinkers on...

“. . .  lest when thou hast eaten and art full  . . . then thine heart be lifted up,...

a villanelle The sun descends into the silent sea. As shadows lengthen in the fading light I journey on to...

My Soul awoke and yawned and stretched and pushed And seemed desired to break its earthly bounds Too anxious, I...

  My candle burns at both ends Late into the night, And flickers fast, And bounces in my sight. My...

I. But yesterday, your noble fathers bled Upon the fields of France, where countless dead Had found among the vines...

  If seasons pass too fast you'd better run. If they proceed too slow indulge in fun. Sunups are best...

Sail Fever I knew some terms, the merest germs Of illness called ‘Sail Fever’: Tack starboard, port, keep mainsail taut,...

The precious are so  easy to neglect: I let them down, my family and my friends. It’s futile if I...

Where a lamppost spreads a white spot light Nursing silent night with canny purr, A racoon crosses there in sudden...

Nova Scotia and the Clouds of Summer So silently they march along, the clouds of summer, proud and strong; their...

For Elizabeth My morning’s mountain wears the lavish light Of candid clouds and truth-engendered white. Ah, heavens, spread your opalescent...