cold cold world – W. Jude Aher

in the night the deep deep night do i dance where mirror images are lost within i bleed across the shattered hopes the ice reflections…

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Air – W. S. Merwin

Naturally it is night. Under the overturned lute with its One string I am going my way Which has a strange sound. This way the…

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A High-Toned Old Christian Woman – Wallace Stevens

Poetry is the supreme fiction, madame. Take the moral law and make a nave of it And from the nave build haunted heaven. Thus, The…

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1861. – Walt Whitman

AARM’D year! year of the struggle! No dainty rhymes or sentimental love verses for you, terrible year! Not you as some pale poetling, seated at…

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Absence – Walter Savage Landor

HERE, ever since you went abroad, If there be change no change I see: I only walk our wonted road, The road is only walk’d…

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Mansur Hallaj; A sufi Martyr

By Sophiya: One spring morning in tenth-century Baghdad, a raggedly dressed man named Husyn Ibn Mansur al Hallj -a renowned Sufi- exclaimed at the top…

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A Song of Enchantment – Walter de la Mare

A song of Enchantment I sang me there, In a green-green wood, by waters fair, Just as the words came up to me I sang…

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A Farmhouse on the Wei River – Wang Wei

In the slant of the sun on the country-side, Cattle and sheep trail home along the lane; And a rugged old man in a thatch…

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1926 – Weldon Kees

The porchlight coming on again, Early November, the dead leaves Raked in piles, the wicker swing Creaking. Across the lots A phonograph is playing Ja-Da….

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1991-I – Wendell Berry

The year begins with war. Our bombs fall day and night, Hour after hour, by death Abroad appeasing wrath, Folly, and greed at home. Upon…

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 A Terre – Wilfred Owen

(Being the philosophy of many Soldiers.) Sit on the bed; I’m blind, and three parts shell, Be careful; can’t shake hands now; never shall. Both…

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A Day-Dream’s Reflection – William Allingham

Chequer’d with woven shadows as I lay Among the grass, blinking the watery gleam, I saw an Echo-Spirit in his bay Most idly floating in…

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Easter Zunday – William Barnes

Last Easter Jim put on his blue Frock cwoat, the vu’st time-vier new; Wi’ yollow buttons all o’ brass, That glitter’d in the zun lik’…

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A Cradle Song – William Blake

Sweet dreams form a shade, O’er my lovely infants head. Sweet dreams of pleasant streams, By happy silent moony beams Sweet sleep with soft down….

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 A Celebration – William Carlos Williams

A middle-northern March, now as always— gusts from the South broken against cold winds— but from under, as if a slow hand lifted a tide,…

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Abuse of the Gospel – William Cowper

Too many, Lord, abuse Thy grace In this licentious day, And while they boast they see Thy face, They turn their own away. Thy book…

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A Forest Hymn – William Cullen Bryant

The groves were God’s first temples. Ere man learned To hew the shaft, and lay the architrave, And spread the roof above them,—ere he framed…

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Ballade of Dead Actors – William Ernest Henley

Where are the passions they essayed, And where the tears they made to flow? Where the wild humours they portrayed For laughing worlds to see…

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 A Fleeting Passion – William Henry Davies

Thou shalt not laugh, thou shalt not romp, Let’s grimly kiss with bated breath; As quietly and solemnly As Life when it is kissing Death….

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Bereavement – William Lisle Bowles

Whose was that gentle voice, that, whispering sweet, Promised methought long days of bliss sincere! Soothing it stole on my deluded ear, Most like soft…

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Path Of Love By Kamaluddin Wahshi Bafqi

Since on the path of love, I got familiar with you I suffered with grief and pain for you Look like Laili at my deplorable…

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If I Ever Look At You Secretly By Kamaluddin Wahshi Bafqi

If I ever look at you secretly It is not necessary to bother yourself It is forbidden for me to look at you, but It…

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Your Separation By Kamaluddin Wahshi Bafqi

The whole night I was complaining about your separation I was struggling with the black fortune I sacrifice myself for you, with whom were you…

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 A Poetry Reading At West Point – William Matthews

I read to the entire plebe class, in two batches. Twice the hall filled with bodies dressed alike, each toting a copy of my book….

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 A Death Song – William Morris

What cometh here from west to east awending? And who are these, the marchers stern and slow? We bear the message that the rich are…

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 A Ritual To Read To Each Other – William Stafford

If you don’t know the kind of person I am and I don’t know the kind of person you are a pattern that others made…

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A Girdle – William Strode

Whene’er the wast makes too much hast, That hast againe makes too much wast. I here stand keeper while ’tis light, ‘Tis theft to enter…

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 A Christmas Carol – William Topaz McGonagall

Welcome, sweet Christmas, blest be the morn That Christ our Saviour was born! Earth’s Redeemer, to save us from all danger, And, as the Holy…

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Young and Old – Charles Kingsley

1 When all the world is young, lad, 2 And all the trees are green; 3 And every goose a swan, lad, 4 And every…

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American Beauty – Carolyn Kizer

For Ann London As you described your mastectomy in calm detail and bared your chest so I might see the puckered scar, “They took a…

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Cultural Evolution – Carolyn Kizer

When from his cave, young Mao in his youthful mind A work to renew old China first designed, Then he alone interpreted the law, and…

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Days of 1986 – Carolyn Kizer

He was believed by his peers to be an important poet, But his erotic obsession, condemned and strictly forbidden, Compromised his standing, and led to…

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Fearful Women – Carolyn Kizer

Arms and the girl I sing – O rare arms that are braceleted and white and bare arms that were lovely Helen’s, in whose name…

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Mud Soup – Carolyn Kizer

1. Had the ham bone, had the lentils, Got to meat store for the salt pork, Got to grocery for the celery. Had the onions,…

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On a Line From Valery (Gulf War) – Carolyn Kizer

Tout le ciel vert se meurt Le dernier arbre brûle. The whole green sky is dying. The last tree flares With a great burst of…

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On a Line from Valéry (The Gulf War) – Carolyn Kizer

The whole green sky is dying.The last tree flares With a great burst of supernatural rose Under a canopy of poisonous airs. Could we imagine…

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Parent’s Pantoum – Carolyn Kizer

for Maxine Kumin Where did these enormous children come from, More ladylike than we have ever been? Some of ours look older than we feel….

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Poet’s Household – Carolyn Kizer

1 The stout poet tiptoes On the lawn. Surprisingly limber In his thick sweater Like a middle-age burglar. Is the young robin injured? 2 She…

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Reunion – Carolyn Kizer

For more than thirty years we hadn’t met. I remembered the bright query of your face, That single-minded look,intense and stern, Yet most important -how…

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The Intruder – Carolyn Kizer

My mother– preferring the strange to the tame: Dove-note, bone marrow, deer dung, Frog’s belly distended with finny young, Leaf-mould wilderness, hare-bell, toadstool, Odd, small…

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The Ungrateful Garden – Carolyn Kizer

Midas watched the golden crust That formed over his steaming sores, Hugged his agues, loved his lust, But damned to hell the out-of-doors Where blazing…

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Every Death Is Magic from the Enemy to Be Avenged – Brooks Haxton

My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? Psalm 22 When fever burned the last light out of my daughter’s eyes, I swore to…

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I Want to Pray – Brooks Haxton

In the hidden part thou shalt make me to know wisdom. Psalm 51 That young man firing his Kalashnikov into the playground has been made…

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Monster Minded – Brooks Haxton

The wine of astonishment is house wine at my house. The whiskey of it is a sauce we savor. The cocaine of thy judgment also…

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Rotgut – Brooks Haxton

The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night. Psalm 121 On a hillside scattered with temples broken under the dogday…

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Sackcloth – Brooks Haxton

I made sackcloth also my garment; and I became a proverb to them. They that sit in the gate speak against me; and I was…

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Salesmanship, With Half A Dram Of Tears – Brooks Haxton

Gripping the lectern, rocking it, searching the faces for the souls, for signs of heartfelt mindfulness at work, I thought, as I recited words I…

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Thy Name – Brooks Haxton

My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? I will declare thy name unto my brethren.… Psalm 102 OK. Let’s not call what ditched…

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Unclean – Brooks Haxton

I am like a pelican of the wilderness: I am like an owl of the desert. I watch, and am as a sparrow alone upon…

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ASSIGNMENT – Bhaskar Roy Barman

So much obsessed with a piece of work devolved upon me and fed up with it, I felt as if I were waving my hand…

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DROPS OF A STREAM – Bhaskar Roy Barman

As does the Great River on to the sea and back to the matted hair of Lord Shiva, on flows the life-stream adorned with ornaments,…

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JIMMY – Bhaskar Roy Barman

( A Poem in Remembrance) Bhaskar Roy Barman Jimmy, a black, snub-nosed bitch, a jaw shoved out, your eyes throwing forward a wrinkled reproachful look,…

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PROMISE – Bhaskar Roy Barman

The scene lacked for the manifestation characteristic of a scene. though the scene was promised a revealing a plethora of manifestations that remained over. In…

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THE ALIEN THOUDEA – Bhaskar Roy Barman

He knew for sure he was going to succumb to the eminence grise of an alien thoudea he dreaded; alien to him was its import,…

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THE AMARANTH – Bhaskar Roy Barman

The kaleidoscope stood befrilled with splendour; no messenger from on high did descend to hand it blessings, though. The rassling trees coruscated in an interplay…

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THE MAGIC WAND – Bhaskar Roy Barman

Once in my childhood I watched mesmerized a magician magic everything away from before my eyes and thought he had descended, endowed with supernatural power,…

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THE TABLE IN A RESTAURANT – Bhaskar Roy Barman

The moment I close my eyes in meditation on the unfathomable I visualize golden fleeces of cloud perambulating the skies and old faces peering down…

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TWO LOVERS – Bhaskar Roy Barman

Once on an evening in a desolate place far from the madding crowds eternal strife I stood closeted with the eve-beauty manifested around the place,…

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Between Hurricanes – Belinda Subraman

As we slide into the 3rd world we have created, running from hurricanes, with our SS# indelibly inked on our arms storms swell and swallow…

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Book Passion – Belinda Subraman

I dreamed I was eating a book. It was made from 8” by 12” slabs one inch deep. It tasted like cheese but cut like…

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