and now you know”
Perfect
and now you know”
Perfect
Who’s done, who’s said, the things you’ve said and done.”
What an amazing poem: Poem without Metaphors by Matthew Buckley Smith
Who’s done, who’s said, the things you’ve said and done.”
What an amazing poem: Poem without Metaphors by Matthew Buckley Smith
You'll be some abstract diety, a myth--
Say Daphne, if you knew her as a tree."
Oh, I really love this poem so much
You'll be some abstract diety, a myth--
Say Daphne, if you knew her as a tree."
Oh, I really love this poem so much
I do love this John Ciardi poem, which I read long ago in the New Yorker (I can tell by the typeface.)
I do love this John Ciardi poem, which I read long ago in the New Yorker (I can tell by the typeface.)
than they are now, or have been known to be" - Robyn Sarah "Riveted"
than they are now, or have been known to be" - Robyn Sarah "Riveted"
I know someone just like this
I know someone just like this
"Hell was a place where mediocrity reigned day by day, without the relief of outright awfulness."
"Hell was a place where mediocrity reigned day by day, without the relief of outright awfulness."
“Before they knew it, it was too late to go back:
the farm had gone under, cancer had taken Mother,
everyone was married. Even the demons
hardly came round anymore
with their childish bribes of money and sex.”
“Before they knew it, it was too late to go back:
the farm had gone under, cancer had taken Mother,
everyone was married. Even the demons
hardly came round anymore
with their childish bribes of money and sex.”
Midcentury poet Howard Moss is one of my favorites, and this poem, Shorelines, is one of my very favorites of his.
Midcentury poet Howard Moss is one of my favorites, and this poem, Shorelines, is one of my very favorites of his.