Poems of Today

Jennifer Michael Hecht (2009) It’s O.K. to keep hearing your worries, so long as you stop talking to them. Shun them like a double-crossed Q...

Carol Ann Duffy (2003) She woke up old at last, alone, bones in a bed, not a tooth in her head, half dead, shuffled and limped downstairs in...

C. D. Wright The hand without the glove screws down the lid on the jar of caterpillars, but the apple trees are already infested. The sun mo...

by Koraku (d.1837) The joy of dewdrops In the grass as they Turn back to vapour. by Dokyo Etan (d. 1721) Here in the shadow of death it is h...

Wallace Stevens As the immense dew of Florida Brings forth The big-finned palm And green vine angering for life, As the immense dew of Flori...

Ange Mlinko (2009) It’s a little spa for the mind—seeing butterflies set themselves down by the dozen like easels on bromeliads, when out ...

John Updike (1969) The spirit has infinite facets, but the body confiningly few sides. There is the left, the right, the back, the belly, an...