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I Have a Rendezvous with Death Alan Seeger I have a
I Have a Rendezvous with Death Alan Seeger I have a rendezvous with Death At some disputed barricade, When Spring comes back with rustling sh...

For Jessica, My Daughter Mark Strand Tonight I walked, lost
For Jessica, My Daughter Mark Strand Tonight I walked, lost in my own meditation, and was afraid, not of the labyrinth that I have made of love and s...

Hardware Sparrows R. T. Smith Out for a deadbolt, light
Hardware Sparrows R. T. Smith Out for a deadbolt, light bulbs and two-by-fours, I find a flock of sparrows safe from hawks and weather under th...

Set Free Dianna MacKinnon Henning When my husband caught
Set Free Dianna MacKinnon Henning When my husband caught the hummingbird and freed it from the screened-in porch, his big hands, a woven bird’s ...

After Making Love We Hear Footsteps Galway Kinnell For I can
After Making Love We Hear Footsteps Galway Kinnell For I can snore like a bullhorn or play loud music or sit up talking with any reasonably sober Iri...

I Am Offering this Poem Jimmy Santiago Baca I am offering
I Am Offering this Poem Jimmy Santiago Baca I am offering this poem to you, since I have nothing else to give. Keep it like a warm coat when winter...

Keats Christopher Howell When Keats, at last beyond the
Keats Christopher Howell When Keats, at last beyond the curtain of love’s distraction, lay dying in his room on the Piazza di Spagna, the melody of...

Shine, Perishing Republic Robinson Jeffers While this
Shine, Perishing Republic Robinson Jeffers While this America settles in the mould of its vulgarity, heavily thickening to empire, And protest, onl...

Insect Life of Florida Lynda Hull In those days I thought
Insect Life of Florida Lynda Hull In those days I thought their endless thrum was the great wheel that turned the days, the nights. In the t...