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  • Poem
    By Alexis De Veaux
    I pray for us
    as evening  glides over
    implore the gods
    pray for us         pray
    for this breathing
    planet the           milky way
    dreams us
    into galaxy
    no need for heaven this
    is how it started:
    way out beyond         we
    below
    the sweet of your lips
    dipped in promise
    anxieties claim us
    bark and skin
    what we...
  • Poem
    By Hart Crane
    I

    Above the fresh ruffles of the surf
    Bright striped urchins flay each other with sand.   
    They have contrived a conquest for shell shucks,   
    And their fingers crumble fragments of baked weed   
    Gaily digging and scattering.

    And in answer to their treble interjections   
    The sun beats lightning...
  • Poem
    By Phillip B. Williams
    A kiss. Train ride home from a late dinner,
    City Hall and document signing. Wasn't cold
    but we cuddled in an empty car, legal.
    Last month a couple of guys left a gay bar
    and were beaten with poles on the way
    to their car....
  • Poem

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    Perfect Orange

    By Ching-In Chen
    Because today our hands unravel a perfect orange
    we each left our homes
    drank ripening light before boarding
    put our hands together into red soil

    we each left home
    to place new juice in our mouths
    put our hands together into red soil
    kept our eyes open...
  • Poem
    By Bill Zavatsky
    That's what the first line says
    of the song I've been playing all summer
    at the keyboard—trying to get my hands
    around its dark, melancholy chords,
    its story line of a melody that twists
    up like snakes from melodic minor scales
    that I've also been trying...
  • Poem

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    The Wedding Planners

    By Gregory Pardlo
    We need a preacher who’ll say up in here instead of herein.
    Our vows should reference calla lilies and the snowy pistils they
    jab ardently at our faces. Let’s place their linty, foul-mouthed kiss
    at the center of satin table cloths white as bee...
  • Poem
    By James Thomson (Bysshe Vanolis)
    The wine of Love is music,
       And the feast of Love is song:
    And when Love sits down to the banquet,
       Love sits long:

    Sits long and ariseth drunken,
       But not with the feast and the wine;
    He reeleth...
  • Poem
    By Ross Gay
    Friends I am here to modestly report
    seeing in an orchard
    in my town
    a goldfinch kissing
    a sunflower
    again and again
    dangling upside down
    by its tiny claws
    steadying itself by snapping open
    like an old-timey fan
    its wings
    again and again,
    until, swooning, it tumbled off
    and swooped back to the...
  • Audio
    Audio Poem of the Day
    By William Shakespeare
  • Poem
    By Emily Dickinson
    Forever – is composed of Nows –
    ‘Tis not a different time –
    Except for Infiniteness –
    And Latitude of Home –

    From this – experienced Here –
    Remove the Dates – to These –
    Let Months dissolve in further Months –
    And Years – exhale in...
  • Poem
    By Robert Burns
    O my Luve is like a red, red rose
       That’s newly sprung in June;
    O my Luve is like the melody
       That’s sweetly played in tune.

    So fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
       So deep in luve am I;...
  • Poem

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    Marriage

    By Lawrence Raab
    Years later they find themselves talking   
    about chances, moments when their lives   
    might have swerved off
    for the smallest reason.
                                         What if
    I hadn’t phoned, he says, that morning?   
    What if you’d been out,
    as you were when I tried three times   
    the night before?
                               Then she tells...
  • Poem
    By John Donne
    For God’s sake hold your tongue, and let me love,
             Or chide my palsy, or my gout,
    My five gray hairs, or ruined fortune flout,
             With wealth your state, your mind with arts improve,
                    Take you a course, get you a place,
                   ...
  • Poem
    By Thomas McGrath
    Before you, I was living on an island
    And all around the seas of that lonely coast
    Cast up their imitation jewels, cast
    Their fables and enigmas, questioning, sly.
    I never solved them, or ever even heard,
    Being perfect in innocence: unconscious of self;
    Such ignorance...
  • Poem
    By Philip Larkin
    That Whitsun, I was late getting away:
        Not till about
    One-twenty on the sunlit Saturday
    Did my three-quarters-empty train pull out,
    All windows down, all cushions hot, all sense   
    Of being in a hurry gone. We ran
    Behind the backs of houses, crossed a street
    Of...
  • Poem
    By Molly Peacock
    What if we got outside ourselves and there   
    really was an outside out there, not just   
    our insides turned inside out? What if there   
    really were a you beyond me, not just   
    the waves off my own fire, like those waves off   
    the backyard grill...
  • Poem
    By Gary Snyder
    Swung from the toes out,
    Belly-breath riding on the knuckles,   
    The ten-pound maul lifts up,
    Sails in an arc overhead,
    And then lifts you!

    It floats, you float,
    For an instant of clear far sight—
    Eye on the crack in the end-grain   
    Angle of the oak round
    Stood up...
  • Poem
    By Pablo Neruda
    Translated By Mark Eisner
    I don’t love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz,   
    or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:   
    I love you as one loves certain obscure things,   
    secretly, between the shadow and the soul.

    I love you as the plant that doesn’t...
  • Poem
    By E. E. Cummings
    love is more thicker than forget
    more thinner than recall
    more seldom than a wave is wet
    more frequent than to fail

    it is most mad and moonly
    and less it shall unbe
    than all the sea which only
    is deeper than the sea

    love is less always...
  • Poem
    By William Shakespeare
    Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
    Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
    Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
    And summer’s lease hath all too short a date;
    Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
    And often is his...
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