We are two shadows who have barely met, yet somehow aware of each other, We tangle in the dark of our minds.
The post Sparring Partners | Roger Still appeared first on Best Poetry.
Go to Source
Author: Best Poetry Online
We are two shadows who have barely met, yet somehow aware of each other, We tangle in the dark of our minds.
The post Sparring Partners | Roger Still appeared first on Best Poetry.
Go to Source
Author: Best Poetry Online
Go to Source Author: Poetry Foundation
I shun father and mother and wife and brother, when my genius calls me. I would write on the lintels of the door-post, Whim. I hope it is somewhat better than whim at last, but we cannot spend the day in explanation. Expect me not to show cause why I seek or why I exclude company….
Rugged, ragged, thread bare, shocking, We all have these Unmentionables hidden in our lives. Everyone just tries to pretend they are made of pure unblemished silk. The post Unmentionables | Edgar Law appeared first on Best Poetry. Go to Source Author: Best Poetry Online
Border Clashes We stroll out of El Zocalo to find a world turning white with snow. Not more than an hour ago, or so it seems, it was still just a neighborhood of homemade heaps and small dark houses huddled against the single-digit skies of southwest Detroit. Kim plods to his Escort. I…
Made a guess at hearing the plane you were on leaving across the sea overheadas I looked up from my balcony breadcrustwith your home emptied of your books,and clothes, as my books gather dustand wardrobe hangs like lead,moth-eaten with wanderlust. I guess you’re halfway done with hereand halfway done with thereas, like you say, it…
Related Stories Frank Sinatra sings “Stardust” on the Lucky Strike radio show (1942) Go to Source Author: The Best American Poetry