No no no The meek aren’t weak Don’t ever make that mistake or think such foolish foolish things Trust me on this the meek aren’t weak Yes, they may ask permission when others don’t And they’ll put up with much more guff than others do But here’s the point — The meek will take only …
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On January 12, 2009, the English poet and editor Mick Imlah died at age 52. He was the author of two books, Birthmarks (1988) and The Lost Leader (2008). After graduating from Oxford with a first (top grade) in 1979, Imlah helped revive Oxford Poetry. He became poetry editor of the Times Literary Supplement in…
“Apophasis at the All-Night Rite Aid” [by Catherine Barnett] Not wanting to be alone in the messy cosmology over which I at this late hour have too much dominion, I wander the all-night uptown Rite Aid where the handsome new pharmacist, come midnight, shows me to the door and prescribes the moon, which has often…
To whom it may concern I tender my resignation I will no longer fetch For though lashings Have lessened canines There is still bite In this old dog My shoes are hard And I shall dance for you No longer Whispers in the dark Will gain decibels in the light Your failed attempts To cut…
Silent Notes. Photo by Lera Auerbah When pianos are not played, they become very sad, they collect silent notes. Unplayed music floats – invisible dust of overtones. The dead are waiting expectantly: so many keys – 88 – all untouched. The day of silent music sheds the signature of uncaptured Time. (“What are you…
I receive a fair measure of criticism, praise too but with upbraided arms I plead for mercy. Everywhere, anywhere — stock piling arsenals. Draw a child’s picture, paint sorrow. The post Mercy | Ananya S. Guha appeared first on Best Poetry. Go to Source Author: Best Poetry Online
Dedicated to my nice Romanian friend Vasile You are my inspiration, every day. You are the smile on my face. You are sparkle in my eyes. You are the only song I want to sing. You are my light in the darkness, My strength when I’m too weak, My voice when I speak. My smile,…
