Nature and Composition of the Mind, by Lucretius
First, then, I say, the mind which oft we ca...
Animal Poems
No Single Thing Abides, by Lucretius
I No single thing abides; but all things flow....
The Soul Is Mortal, by Lucretius
Now come: that thou mayst able be to know
That...
Substance Is Eternal, by Lucretius
This terror, then, this darkness of the mind,...
The Void, by Lucretius
But yet creation's neither crammed nor blocked
...
Ugly, by M. Krochmalnik Grabois
There’ s an ugly man
(physically ugly
n...
I am the Sphinx, by Maggie Butt
A doorway is a hopeless hiding place
and the s...
Letter from Kong to Anna (remake 2005), by Maggie Harris
So here we are again, nothing’ s changed...
A Pair of Small Ears, by Maggie Sawkins
From The Zig Zag Woman (Two Ravens Press) I ha...
Interior, by Mariano Brull
Here in her little room all still and lone
Th...
Rondeau: Old Woman With Cat, by Marilyn L. Taylor
Osteoporosis (one of life's indignities)
is su...
Disillusion, by Marjorie Allen Seiffert
I touch joy and it crumbles under my fingers--
...
Night, by Marjorie Allen Seiffert
I opened the door
And night stared at me like ...
Ode in the New Mode, by Marjorie Allen Seiffert
Your face
Was a temple
From which your soul
...
The Shining Bird, by Marjorie Allen Seiffert
A bird is three things:
Feathers, flight and...
The Silent Pool, by Marjorie Allen Seiffert
Your smile is a heron, flying
Over waters coo...
Singalese Love Songs, by Marjorie Allen Seiffert
I Your eyes are beautiful beggars,
Careless ...
Three Spectra, by Marjorie Allen Seiffert
Of Mrs. X You--
Too well fed for rebellion,
...
Finley's Pasture, by Mark Thalman
Four Belgians, ebony titans, long retired,
...
Highway to the Coast, by Mark Thalman
Thick and green, the hills rise
on each other...
Alone, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
Think'st thou the criminal in some dark retreat...
Ambition's Climax, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
There is no climax in Ambition's scope,
Behol...
Angelus, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
Angels are singing, angels of light!
Angels a...
Be Sure Sin Will Find You Out, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
Do you think, oh shrewd deceiver,
Because yo...
Bird Songs, by Martha Lavinia Hoffman
The birds are happy, singing all day through
...