TODAY'S POEM

Remember when you put on that wig From the grab bag and then looked at yourself In the mirror and laughed, and we laughed together? It was a...

No breath of wind, No gleam of sun— Still the white snow Whirls softly down Twig and bough And blade and thorn All in an icy Quiet, f...

We make our meek adjustments, Contented with such random consolations As the wind deposits In slithered and too ample pockets. For we c...

One failure on Top of another by A.R. Ammons (1926-2001)

Day creeps down. The moon is creeping up. The sun is a corbeil of flowers the moon Blanche Places there, a bouquet. Ho-ho ... The dump i...

Let the bird of loudest lay, On the sole Arabian tree, Herald sad and trumpet be, To whose sound chaste wings obey. But thou shrieking ...

Much have I travell’d in the realms of gold, And many goodly states and kingdoms seen; Round many western islands have I been Which bards...