By Countee Cullen
What if you come
Again and swell
The throat of some
Mute bird;
How shall I tell?
How shall I know
That it …
Again and swell
The throat of some
Mute bird;
How shall I tell?
How shall I know
That it …
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- By Dorothy ParkerUnto seventy years and seven,
Hide your double birthright well—
You, that are the brat of Heaven
And … - By Malcolm TariqIn church
we said Satan, get thee behind
and I always laughed. A demon child
with a twisted mouth… - By BashōWake, butterfly—
it's late, we've miles
to go together. - By Emily DickinsonI'm Nobody! Who are you?
Are you - Nobody - too?
Then there's a pair of us!
Dont tell! they'd banish… - By D. H. LawrenceThe Last Lesson
When will the bell ring, and end this weariness?
How long have they tugged the leash… - By Ellen BassWhat if you knew you'd be the last
to touch someone?
If you were taking tickets, for example,
at the theater… - By T.S. LeonardDon’t. The past is overcrowded with the future
closer than you think. You blink, that’s one
eon; a yawn… - By Miguel A. VegaIf, even now, I am excited about it: every cow & horse,
every canoe on the surface of Pyramid Lake—…
- By Trina DasThe first time you get sick and your mom
isn’t there to
force-feed you chicken soup and massage
warm… - By Li-Young LeeI can hear in your voice
you were born in one country
and will die in another, and where you live is where… - By C. S. GiscombeI was a woman in a prison camp, my job
was to work in the yard. I walked away,
drifted north, like… - By Sharon OldsBut I love the I, steel I-beam
that my father sold. They poured the pig iron
into the mold, and it fed… - By Imtiaz DharkerAt last I’m taking off this coat,
this black coat of a country
that I swore for years was mine,
that… - By Anders Carlson-WeeI know you’re hungry for it.
More money. More news. Desperate
for any laurel that parades you
as happier… - By SapphoI don't know what to do two states of mind in me
- By Russell AtkinsThe probability in the yard:
The rodent keeps the cat close by;
The cat would sharp at the bird;
The… - By Charles ReznikoffThe Jewess, Hadassah, takes the name of the moon-goddess, Esther;
her kinsman, Mordecai, whatever his… - By Kemi AlabiI used to pray to a man-faced god.
Kept his whip beneath my bed.
Set alarms for daybreak lashings.
Pressed… - By Tilsa OttaUn club nocturno no hace un verano
Mas creo en el perreo
Eterno recreo
En la agitación de la masa crítica…