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Constancy to an Ideal Object

© Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Since all that beat about in Nature's range,

Or veer or vanish; why should'st thou remain

Color

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

What is pink? a rose is pink

By a fountain's brink.

Comin thro' the Rye

© Robert Burns

[First Setting]
Comin thro' the rye, poor body,
Comin thro' the rye,
She draigl't a' her petticoatie
Comin thro' the rye.

Counting Backwards

© Linda Pastan

How did I get so old,
I wonder,
contemplating
my 67th birthday.
Dyslexia smiles:
I’m 76 in fact.

Chrysalis

© Wole Soyinka

Corpses push up through thawing permafrost

as I scrape salmon skin off a pan at the sink;

Cloudy Day

© James Russell Lowell

It is windy today. A wall of wind crashes against,
windows clunk against, iron frames
as wind swings past broken glass
and seethes, like a frightened cat
in empty spaces of the cellblock.

I am writing this on a strip of white birch bark
that I cut from a tree with a penknife.
There is no other way to express adequately
the immensity of the clouds that are passing over the farms
and wooded lakes of Ontario and the endless visibility
that hands you the horizon on a platter.

Charms for Love

© Pierre Reverdy

Sweet boy
don't send so much longing—
send a little less
and come with it yourself

Currants On A Bush

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

Currants on a bush,
And figs upon a stem,
And cherries on a bending bough,
And Ned to gather them.

Conscription Camp

© Ishmael Reed

Your landscape sickens with a dry disease
Even in May, Virginia, and your sweet pines
Like Frenchmen runted in a hundred wars
Are of a child’s height in these battlefields.