Poetic Medicine

By Anne Whitehouse I thought I saw the ghost of myself as I was at the age of 27, standing up on a bicycle, peddling uphill, long hair ...

A Poem Assembled from Metta World Peace (aka Ron Artest) Quotes By Jeff Parker I don’t shake substitutions’ hands. I lose my feet. I’d...

By Mario Benedetti From what they tell me after ten years everything's changed there they tell me the main street has no trees ...

By Ted Kooser This evening, I sat by an open window and read till the light was gone and the book was no more than a part of the darknes...

By Rachel Barenblat Vashti, the first favorite was well before my time, though I still wonder sometimes why he asked her to strip. May...

By Damien Echols In those days you were something felt but not seen as you handed me love letters written in dead languages. The chain...

By Kay Ryan It is at the edges that time thins. Time which had been dense and viscous as amber suspending intentions like bees unsei...

By Elizabeth Bishop Moving from left to left, the light is heavy on the Dome, and coarse. One small lunette turns it aside and blankly...

(or what happen to the dinosaurs? for my son, thomas) By Kenneth Carroll they were crushed by a gigantic meteor they froze to death ...

By Sylvia Plath First, are you our sort of a person? Do you wear A glass eye, false teeth or a crutch, A brace or a hook, Rubber breasts or ...

By Izumi Shikibu It is the time of rain and snow I spend sleepless nights And watch the frost Frail as your love Gathers in the dawn. ...

By Louise Bogan I do not know where either of us can turn Just at first, waking from the sleep of each other. I do not know how we can b...

By Qiu Jin Do not tell me women are not the stuff of heroes, I alone rode over the East Sea's winds for ten thousand leagues. My p...

By Daniel Hall The archivist in us shudders at such cold- blooded destruction of the word, but since we're only human, we commit our...

By Louis Jenkins I take the snap from the center, fake to the right, fade back... I've got protection. I've got a receiver open d...

By Louise Glück This is the moment when you see again the red berries of the mountain ash and in the dark sky the birds' night migr...

By Elizabeth Alexander A Poem for Barack Obama's Presidential Inauguration (January, 2009) Each day we go about our business, walk...

By Robert Frost Summoning artists to participate In the august occasions of the state Seems something artists ought to celebrate. Today...

January 20, 1993 By Maya Angelou A Rock, A River, A Tree Hosts to species long since departed, Marked the mastodon. The dinosaur, w...

By Calvin Trillin Obama was clever as clever could be; To targeted groups he gave gifts that were free: Say, healthcare for free until ag...