· by Frank Stanford They caught them. They were sitting at a table in the kitchen. It was early. They had on bathrobes. They were drinking coffee and smiling. She had one of his cigarillos in her fingers. She had her legs tucked up under her in the chair. They saw them through the window. She thought of them steppin……
· by Andrew Marvell My Love is of a birth as rare As tis for object strange and high： It was begotten by Despair Upon Impossibility. Magnanimous Despair alone Could show me so divine a thing， Where feeble Hope could neer have flown But vainly flapped its Tinsel wing. And yet I quickly might arrive ……
· by Edmund Waller Go， lovely rose！ Tell her that wastes her time and me That now she knows， When I resemble her to thee， How sweet and fair she seems to be. Tell her thats young， And shuns to have her graces spied， That hadst thou sprung In deserts， where no men abide， Thou must have uncommended d……
· by Cornelius Eady Some folks will tell you the blues is a woman， Some type of supernatural creature. My mother would tell you， if she could， About her life with my father， A strange and sometimes cruel gentleman. She would tell you about the choices A young black woman faces. Is falling in with some man A deal wit……
· by Rupert Brooke I have been so great a lover： filled my days So proudly with the splendour of Loves praise， The pain， the calm， and the astonishment， Desire illimitable， and still content， And all dear names men use， to cheat despair， For the perplexed and viewless streams that bear Our hearts at random down the dark of life. Now，……
· by Rodney Jones It has taken thirty-five years to be this confident of what happens between the noun and the verb. Eventually， love goes. The image. Then the thought. No？ Then you are still alive. Only a little. And then， I do not mean to depress you. Men have to hear before they see. Sacred vows. Dropped shirts. Women do not speak to men. They are ……
· by Amy Uyematsu A mere eyelids distance between you and me. It took us a long time to discover the number zero. Johns brother is afraid to go outside. He claims he knows the meaning of zero. I want to kiss you. A mathematician once told me you can add infinity to infinity. There is a zero vector， which starts and ends at the same place， &……
· by Reetika Vazirani I took the train from Patiala， left the girls with Ayah， and lied， Im with Faye and Daisy. Had to say what hed approve of. Go then， Kiran said， crushing large rupees in my hand. Have I been here a week？ Ive slept so long I cant remember who was with me last night in bed， that figure leaning aga……
· by G. E. Patterson Where you are now， the only lights are stars and oil lamps flaring on vine-covered porches. Where you are now， it must be midnight. No one has bothered to name all the roads that overlook the sea. The freshened air smells of myrtle and white jasmine. A church stands on the headland， and I hope it might ……
· by Jane Hirshfield This was once a love poem， before its haunches thickened， its breath grew short， before it found itself sitting， perplexed and a little embarrassed， on the fender of a parked car， while many people passed by without turning their heads. It remembers itself dressing as if for a great engagement. It remembers choos……
· by Robert Penn Warren In silence the heart raves. It utters words Meaningless， that never had A meaning. I was ten， skinny， red-headed， Freckled. In a big black Buick， Driven by a big grown boy， with a necktie， she sat In front of the drugstore， sipping something Through a straw. There is nothing like Beauty. It s……
· by Walt Whitman Sometimes with one I love I fill myself with rage for fear I effuse unreturnd love， But now I think there is no unreturnd love， the pay is certain one way or another， （I loved a certain person ardently and my love was not returnd， Yet out of that I have written these songs.）……
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