by Joan Selinger Sidney Oaks drag alongside the road， weighted by yesterday‘s snow. There&lsqu...[浏览全文]

by Amy Clampitt cold nights on the farm， a sock-shod stove-warmed flatiron slid under the covers， mo...[浏览全文]

by Ezra Pound I have tried to write Paradise Do not move Let the wind speak that is paradise. Let th...[浏览全文]

by John Keats The poetry of earth is never dead： When all the birds are faint with the hot sun， And ...[浏览全文]

by Nancy Mairs Let me tell you this once （I will not be able to say it again）： I have lost the meani...[浏览全文]

by James Wright All right. Try this， Then. Every body I know and care for， And every body Else is go...[浏览全文]

by Sandra Miller if we weren't made of soot which we highly suspected/respected in her garden she ha...[浏览全文]

by Gaius Valerius Catullus Translated by Charles Martin Driven across many nations， across many ocea...[浏览全文]

by James Longenbach Stars rising like something said， something never To be forgotten， shining forev...[浏览全文]

by Daniel Whitehead Hicky The shrimping boats are late today； The dusk has caught them cold. Swift d...[浏览全文]

by Tom Sleigh Because the burn's unstable， burning too hot in the liquid hydrogen suction line and s...[浏览全文]

by Stephen Cushman My ocean's the one bad weather blows out to. To face the other， waves all driven ...[浏览全文]

by Mark Cox Because my son saw the round hay bales—— 1200 pounds apiece， shrink-wrapped ...[浏览全文]

by Elaine Equi When a poem speaks by itself，it has a spark and can be considered part of a divine co...[浏览全文]

by William Stafford We were alone one night on a long road in Montana. This was in winter， a big nig...[浏览全文]

by Erik Campbell Papua， Indonesia In this mining town in Papua the electricity Has a habit of giving...[浏览全文]

by Trumbull Stickney It's autumn in the country I remember How warm a wind blew here about the ways！...[浏览全文]

by Dorothea Tanning No palms dolled up the tedium， no breathing wind. No problem was the buzzword th...[浏览全文]

by Suji Kwock Kim I don't mean to make you cry. I mean nothing， but this has not kept you From peeli...[浏览全文]

by Jeff Clark a circuit， bled memory a séance of the veins， a liquid hinge Deceit， the tones ...[浏览全文]