By Shann Ray
i . sorrow
is the curved ribcage of a beautiful death,
the elk’s arched bones visible in the morning…
is the curved ribcage of a beautiful death,
the elk’s arched bones visible in the morning…
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- By Lucille Cliftonoh Master Of All Who Take And Wash
And Eat lift me away at the end into evening
forever into sanctified… - By Patrick RosalHere, my one raucous prayer
coaxed from this poor drum,
my double heart, under a beat-up slat
of divine… - By Jim Johnstoneis just a garden, really.
A plot of land where you might reach down
to touch the snow
and crystallize.
… - By Sri ChinmoyThere was a time when I loved
The fantastic fabrics of the mind.
There was a time
When I lived my life
Based… - By Zach CzaiaI'm sorry it wasn't till the end of the year
that I asked you to write about yourselves. You filled pages… - By Rüştü OnurA tree and a fruit,
And this golden lip
On the coral cups
—laughter ...
A step song
—and another.
The… - By Rüştü OnurBir ağaç ve meyva,
Ve bu altın dudak
Mercan kadehlerde
-kahkaha ...
Bir step şarkısı
-bir daha.
Sükûtun … - By Petr HruškaTwo days of rain. Children on the floor. Scant trees.
The furniture confesses to the boards. Reaching… - By Sri ChinmoyUltimately everything
Becomes boring.
Even great miracles
Become boring.
Even the tremendous powers of… - By Thomas TraherneI saw new Worlds beneath the Water ly,
New Peeple; yea, another Sky
And Sun, which seen by Day
Might things… - By Carlie HoffmanLight sheds its skin in the poplars,
Earth’s soldiers wielding the dark, bats emerging
like machinery… - By Marvin K. White1 The seed does not contain the flower. The sun does not contain the fire. The eye does not contain …
- By Kwame Dawesthe wounds of a walk foot man iii
In the corner, a woman enthroned, dips a cup
into an earthen pot,… - By Isabel Duarte-GraySunday we lay hands
on a girl of ten hand on hand on
cornsilk hair. We sing
the secret language sung… - By Elizabeth MetzgerWalking home God peeled a major eucalyptus to the ground.
Genuinely uncertain, he asked
Can a life be… - By Tom Andrews1.
Day brings a steady
hand, a sure breath every other day ...
My brother again on the edge of his… - By Tracy K. Smith200 cows more than 600 hilly acres
property would have been even larger
had J not sold 66 acres to … - By James K. BaxterThe wish to climb a ladder to the loft
Of God dies hard in us. The angels Jacob saw
Were not himself… - By Natalie ShaperoGod come on stop cutting me
out of your photos God stop dragging
the mouse around my shopworn
body like…