Poem of the Day
Study of Children
By Asha Futterman
did you know
that you all work for me?
I asked them as a joke
Poetry: 1970s
At Kresge’s Diner in Stonefalls, Arkansas
By Edward Hirsch
I wonder if he would ever take me away
with him. I wish he was my husband instead of my customer!
Garbage
By Edward Hirsch
You are invisible as air
and as necessary, more efficient
than a flood leveling cities,
Away from the House
By Joseph Bruchac
Your body is this house,
collapsing into the seasons.
Snake Hill
By Joseph Bruchac
he brought in bags
filled with clicking rings
cut from the tails of arrow-headed rattlers
The Hitchhiker
By Joseph Bruchac
You are horrified.
Do you wish to understand?
Terrorist in Bel Air
By Steve Benson
Naked TV wrestlers
turn my arm through the gentle ambience of Newtonian
space.
Living With You
By Steve Benson
I sit on the toilet with you.
I criticize your wardrobe when you’re looking okay
Snowline
By W. S. Merwin
Turning climbing slowly in late spring among
black trunks of high pines
talking of our lives few white words flying
Mountain Day
By W. S. Merwin
Wherever I look you are islands
a constellation of flowers breathing on the sea
deep-forested islands mountainous and fragrant
Days
By W. S. Merwin
Wherever I look you are islands
a constellation of flowers breathing on the sea
deep-forested islands mountainous and fragrant