Another Failed Poem About the Greeks
...and I made him hold my purse. On the way home he said We should do this again sometime though we both knew it would never happen since he was...
Brown, Common Meter, 511t
1) I love to steal a while away From ev'ry cumb'ring care, And spend the hours of setting day, In humble, grateful, pray'r. 2) I love in solitude to shed...
Sweep
...as he loosens the clamps to replace my ruptured heater hoses, have aged twenty years since I saw them last and want only to talk of high school and who...
Ars Poetica #100: I Believe
...shell that snaps, emptying the proverbial pocketbook. Poetry is what you find in the dirt in the corner, overhear on the bus, God in the details, then only way to...
Atchison newspaper
...the action as disgraceful, and within a few weeks the entire affair will be forgotten. This is a way Americans have. The pulpits will ring with denunciation, and the people...
Memphis, Tennessee images
Memphis, Tennessee: The Mississippi River In the distance is the Interstate 40 Mississippi River Bridge. The "bridge" entering the picture from the upper right is actually the tramway that runs...
"A DASTARDLY CRIME: A Negro Assaults' [sic] a Lady Near Ponce de Leon Springs."
...to Ponce de Leon spring and was returning, picking berries along the way, with her little niece who had accompanied her. "It was about ten o'clock, and as they were...
Elegy for the Native Guards
...fanfare— all the way to Ship Island. What we see first is the fort, its roof of grass a lee— half reminder of the men who served there— a weathered...
Excerpt from Saints at the River
...sit on the blanket. It is warmer there, the sun full upon them. She thinks about going back but is almost halfway now. She takes a step, and the water...
The Boatloads
...the roll. But before he's halfway through, there's pushing at the back of the line and no relief in sight. In the end, Charon must abandon formality, must drop the...