Poems of Today

Andrew J. Grossman (1988) Sometime the cow kick your head Sometime she just moo Even the cow don't know What she going to do Until she l...

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) The sould selects her own society Then shuts the door; On her divine majority Obtrude no more. Unmoved, she note...

Lawrence Raab (2003) "The only way to make art," Miles Davis said, "is to forget what is unimportant." That sounds righ...

Robert Frost Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as...

Louis MacNeice (1941) Time was away and somewhere else, There were two glasses and two chairs And two people with the one pulse (Somebody st...

Lewis Carroll (1832-1898) 'Twas brilig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogroves, And the mom...

Lawrence Raab (1987) for Judy I don't want to say anything about how dark it is right now, how quiet. Those yellow lanterns among the tr...