Poetry Friday: who are you,little i | e. e. cummings
who are you,little i | e. e. cummings who are you,little i (five or six years old) peering from…
who are you,little i | e. e. cummings who are you,little i (five or six years old) peering from…
I IMAGINE THE GODS | Jack Gilbert I imagine the gods saying, We will make it up to you. We…
The World Has Need of You | Ellen Bass everything here seems to need us… —Rilke I can hardly imagine…
Last night, as I was sleeping | Antonio Machado Last night, as I was sleeping, I dreamt — marvelous error!—…
Good Girl | Kim Addonizio Look at you, sitting there being good. After two years you’re still dying for a…
survival poem #17 | Marty McConnell because this is what you do. get up. blame the liquor for the heaviness….
The Uses of Sorrow | Mary Oliver (In my sleep I dreamed this poem) Someone I loved once gave me…
In Blackwater Woods | Mary Oliver Look, the trees are turning their own bodies into pillars of light, are giving…
The Thing Is | Ellen Bass to love life, to love it even when you have no stomach for…