Beauty

In garret lofts poor artists have quite often painted women bathing, combing hair inside a nearby mirror… __________________________Your eyes soften,...

  in the woods, I stop in twilight dim … as spring throws off the evening’s hoarfrost coat midst groaning...

Winter’s Nocturn       When angles of the sun are shining low, Intuition tells us we must sleep. Nocturnal...

Statues A Villanelle Two Buddhas now a lost reality, A crowd chants loudly near a pile of stone; Across the...

  The wisest poem ever Was written by my daughter, Although I’ve never known her To be much of a...

For Bill Horn Send up on wings of blood our fathers’ cry, Though the unhearing dead brook not your sound,...

At night I hear Prokofiev and Liszt and dream of playing baby grands as sly Euterpe lures me towards the...

Sonnet I: Liu Haixiao Mr. Liu Haixiao (pronounced Leo High-shaow) is serving a 16-year prison sentence in Jilin Province, China,...

A rhupunt A modern place that maintains grace a safer place for all who come The airplanes fly the city...

I. As clear blue symbols dance before my eyes, And I lie still, my head upon the ground, Each part...

  You Decide Some know me as Destiny, The weaver of the cloth of Time. Although my looms are never...

12/03/17 Of all ye gods, that crown Olympus high, Who yet remains that man’s not brought to heel? When aircraft...

  Within what hut, My woodland maid, May I remain awhile? Next what fire may my chills Be warmed? Be...

  You caught me staring at you yesterday, or so it seemed, for you—you smiled and blushed and all your...

The Day the Poetry Died Wonder why poetry is in decline, While not ever writing one lyric line? There is...

  The unchanging moor, but heeds season’s call To don her different well-coloured weeds, My heart is cold, left lonely;...

The Cymbal Player As bows and fingers quiver strings, as lungs and lips whip up the air, as notes soar...

Wordsworth’s Lament I wandered lonely as a cloud—Oh dear! I watched the dance of daffodils—Oh my! When on my couch...

On the occasion of his birthday, 160 years ago, on February 27, 1848  At the Solitary Age of Twelve—Seven and...

  Budding darkness, in your starkness, void of noise and light, deliver me from what I see ’fore day turns...

  Living with Omnibenevolence Each one of us is furnished with an expiration date, And no one living has the...

Which Is the Grandest Name of All? Which is the grandest name of all? Churchill, Churchill, Churchill! Winter sere or...

Tonight, I saw the moon Stalking me, watching me Hiding surreptitiously. She knows I know she's there She knows I...

Insomnia Many's the night I lie in bed with words to write that fill my head. They twist and turn...

She sits in thoughtful silence, chin in hand, That old blue skirt hem covers her thin knees. Gazing west, the...

  I fear no more the settling of the night Or mind its grey, evaporating shades; Mine ears are deaf...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rjc_6R0ang8&feature=youtu.be   It was once thought that swallows wintered on the moon, or morphed into field mice beneath the autumn...

  Like feathered tip of swooping sparrow Our kinship cuts like that of arrows A brother’s love has weakened me...

In another lifetime I was William Blake When I saw his work That was my take He wrote about love...

The sparkle on the river, the lights from distant shore, the cold and bitter glitter, the beckoning of more, Is...

  Between the trees, along the path I hear the woodpecker tap tap tap. Beneath the bridge, cyclists roll through...

Flower of Choice On native Australian flowers The wattle bears her gold in early spring As luminescent beads on woody...

By Carter Davis Johnson In a period where American literature was considered peripheral and amateur, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1882) helped create...

(All poetry by Bruce Dale Wise) Hylas and the Nymphs by Beau Ecs Wilder John William Waterhouse's "Hylas and the...

  Sun slowly dipping in the western sky; the winds are light and the pine boughs tossing. From their warm,...

  A robin should fly south before the snow, With others in the flocks of migrant birds, Quite safe amid...

  The Last Time I Saw Paris You have imagined how it was, I expect: Troy’s famous towers burning, the...

At Lincoln’s Tomb Springfield, Illinois, 2016 Be glad you cannot rise to life and stand Outside that tomb to die...

By David B. Gosselin The nature of the subject matter discussed in Dante Alighieri’s lyric poetry, his canzoni, has been...

By Brett Forester Writing but one fine, enduring poem is a remarkable achievement. Writing a book of great poems is...