‘How Can We Know?’ and Other Poetry by Caroline Bardwell
How Can We Know? A villanelle How can we know where we go when we die; Pondering signs, looking up...
How Can We Know? A villanelle How can we know where we go when we die; Pondering signs, looking up...
The Maid of Orleans A villanelle on Joan of Arc As I gazed at the flames of the fire...
Statues A Villanelle Two Buddhas now a lost reality, A crowd chants loudly near a pile of stone; Across the...
We New Yorkers love our real estate. We measure our bliss by the size of our rooms. We all need...
Let My Footstep Strike the Ground Like a Spear A Villanelle Let my footstep strike the ground like a...
Beneath Brambles A villanelle Beneath the tangled brambles, look around. Vines creeping, smothering, create the dark. A trillium insists her...
A Villanelle “The further a society drifts from the truth, the more it will hate those that speak it.” —George...
George and the Dragon In the Yorkshire dialect “Nah, sithee,” said Granny, “Just set thee dahn ‘ere, An’ I’ll tell...
A Villanelle To breathe the beaming silence of the sky I long, when dawn’s chill wakes my eyes, and see...
After the Peloponnesian Wars: a Microcosm A Villanelle At last I grasp what I could never get: As long as...
Déja Do you remember when a piece of art Held truth or meaning in its oil or stone— And...
A Villanelle My grandma smiled as I walked in the door pretending to overpower her pain because I came...
Sonnet for an Arabian Autumn After William Shakespeare’s Sonnet 73 This time of year you will in me perceive When...
Says Simon Cowell (A Villanelle) “Which came first, the egg or fowl? This is what I’d like to know.”...
The Speaker Unaccustomed to Such Oratory Feats The speaker - unaccustomed to such oratory feats - cleared his throat, a...
by Dusty Grein Hailing from 15th and 16th century French and Italian roots, the villanelle is arguably one of the...
If You're a Beggar, Be a Chooser Too (Villanelle) If you're a beggar, be a chooser too, For less is...
Our paths vanish; our footsteps fade From forest glades, from wave-damp sands From sunlight’s dazzle and twilight’s shade. Babes...
Free me from wars? Make my debut? Oh, Mr. Handsome G.I. Joe— your face and a blanket won’t do. Sift...
Confection Connection The girls were bored and at a loss To find a treat that did not cost An arm,...
The Playground The playground stands beside itself In grey, and waits upon the hill. The books are stones upon the...
Good sense in good order makes great humor, Gerard. The Woodstock piece shows survival sense that sooner or later caught…
Gerard, your humor is off the charts and mirrors my own sense of humor! What great couplets those were of…
You really captured the mother's voice and viciousness, Joseph. If only the Bible had been taught to us with such…
How kind, and true it is for me As it appears 'tis also true of thee!
I'm glad you brought it up, Brian. Gender feminists are now so berserk that they ferociously support Moslem extremists who…
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