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
did you know
that you all work for me?
I asked them as a joke
He fears the tiger standing in the way.
The tiger takes its time, it smiles and growls.
Like moons, the two blank eyes tug at his bowels.
Unknown faces in the street
and winter coming on. I
stand in the last moments of
It’s morning; you are six
Impatient to be off
In the clear cold light
The Beach Boys haven’t had a hit song in years
yet their albums continue to enjoy an extraordinary success.
It’s been suggested by the New Radicals
in America that perhaps the best, no,
the penultimate act would be, of all things,
It’s been suggested by the New Radicals
in America that perhaps the best, no,
the penultimate act would be, of all things,
There is another room
You could spend time in.
What a shame not to enter
Ferocious flower
Cast out
Dent de lion
Imagine a dot
On the horizon: that is
Him, your beloved.
Achilles is tired of crying.
It occurs to him
one day in June