Poems of Today

Dorothea Tanning (2008) Never mind the pins And needles I am on. Let all the other instruments Of torture have their way. While air-conditio...

Jane Kenyon (1947-1995) Like primitives we buried the cat with his bowl. Bare-handed we scraped sand and gravel back into the hole. They fel...

Jane Kenyon (1947-1995) We lie back to back. Curtains lift and fall, like the chest of someone sleeping. Wind moves the leaves of the box el...

Jane Kenyon (1947-1995) I took the last dusty piece of china out of the barrel. It was your gravy boat, with a hard, brown drop of gravy sti...

Leigh Hunt (1784-1859) Jenny kiss'd me when we met, Jumping from the chair she sat in; Time, you thief, who love to get Sweets into your...

A. E. Housman When I was one-and-twenty I heard a wise man say, 'Give crowns and pounds and guineas But not your heart away; Give pearls...

Richard Armour (1906-1989) Shake and shake The catsup bottle. None'll come— And then a lot'll.