The Layers I have walked through many lives,some of them my own,and I am not who I was,though some … More
Tag: reading poems
Reading and writing resources for young poets
Young Poets’ Stories project update: Today we add a reading resources for young poets page to the Young Poets’ Stories website. … More
Schoolchildren
The Schoolchildren Like leaves startled by a gust of windthey peel away from the tight-knit group,one child, two, another, more,taking … More
We have to have great meals
Simply Lit Often toward evening,after another day, afteranother year of days,in the half dark on the way homeI stop … More
A bright soul keeps on beating
Dying Nothing to be said about it, and everything –The change of changes, closer or further away:The Golden Retriever … More
The wonder is
The washing never gets done.The furnace never gets heated.Books never get read.Life is never completed.Life is like a ball … More
Save Us From
Save Us From Save us from night,from bleak open highwayswithout end, and the fluorescentoases of gas stations,from the gunning of … More
The mighty dead
I have always believed that poems come into your life when you need them most. (That was … More
Practice
Practice To weep unbidden, to wakeat night in order to weep, to waitfor the whisker on the face of the … More
Any Common Desolation
Any Common Desolation can be enough to make you look upat the yellowed leaves of the apple tree, the fewthat … More
As Planned
As Planned After the first glass of vodka you can accept just about anything of life even your own mysteriousness … More
Empathy and New Year
Empathy and New Year A notion like that of empathy inspires great distrust in us, because it connotes a further … More
A Blessing in Disguise
A Blessing in Disguise Yes, they are alive and can have those colors, But I, in my soul, am alive … More
Advent poems 24: Mary, by Anthony Wilson
Mary At first a fluttering then a kick, his fist pummelling my rib cage when I knelt to pray. They … More
Advent poems 23: BC – AD, by U A Fanthorpe
BC – AD This was the moment when BeforeTurned into After, and the future’sUninvented timekeepers presented arms. This was the … More
Advent poems 22: December, by James Schuyler
December Il va neiger dans quelques jours Francis Jammes The giant Norway spruce from Podunk, its lower branches bound, this … More
Advent poems 21: Supper, by Beverley Bie Brahic
Supper Never before has she danced so well. Now she stands before him, her feet bare, Anklets lightly … More
Goodbye to being a poet
For reasons I cannot go into here, I am finishing 2019 in a tired frame of mind. (I am not … More