Poem
By Omotara James
When Sarah Vaughan pipes from the great American songbook,
I forget time is dragging my body from one…
I forget time is dragging my body from one…
Category
Break-ups & Vexed Love
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- PoemBy Magda PortalTranslated By Kathleen WeaverToday everything
in this smoky love
seems false to me
from the two glazed pools of your eyes
where… - PoemBy Dorothy ParkerI think that I shall never know
Why I am thus, and I am so.
Around me, other girls inspire
In men the rush… - PoemBy Countee CullenIf love be staunch, call mountains brittle
Love is a thing will live
So long, my dear,––oh, just the little
While water stays in a sieve.
Yea, love is deathless as the day
Whose death the stars reveal;
And love is loyal all the way,
If treachery... - PoemBy Caroline Harper NewA man by the name of Skinner becomes famous
for keeping caged
pigeons, whom his clock feeds or starves
at random. Their tiny twitching heads exaggerate until... - PoemBy Karen HoulePulling the foreign body off me— out of the dress up over my arms through the neckhole—
he says, You… - PoemBy Richard SikenThere are so many things I’m not allowed to tell you.
I touch myself, I dream.
Wearing your clothes… - PoemBy SapphoTranslated By Anne CarsonDeathless Aphrodite of the spangled mind,
child of Zeus, who twists lures, I beg you
do not break with… - PoemBy UnknownLēodum is mīnum swylce him mon lāc gife;
willað hȳ hine āþecgan gif hē on þrēat cymeð.
Ungelīc is ū… - PoemBy Cornelius EadySome folks will tell you the blues is a woman,
Some type of supernatural creature.
My mother would tell… - PoemBy Tilsa OttaTranslated By Farid MatukI like to think that when lovers say they’ll love forever
That really their love does last forever
And… - PoemBy Cheryl ClarkeI could use a good ole R&B lyric
right about now to face this hard absence.
Only its terse verse can approximate
the testament.
Or the big arms of “these arms”
circling my wide waist
to close the space
after all the years
... - PoemBy Salima RiveraDied: Our vows to love, honor, and cherish.
Time: Left suddenly on a bright summer day
Cause of Death: misgivings, duplicity
and lack of faith.
The dearly departed left behind
a discarded lover
who has inherited an estate of left over memories
and a grievous soul.
The deceased... - ArticleBy Shanta LeeRace, Class, Gender, and the Imperial Body
- PoemBy Stacie CassarinoI admired the sea, most days,
but not the heirs or millionaires
sailing in stiff-capped winds,
buttoned for summer. After all,
we were the spectacle, two women
touching in all the wrong places,
furnishing rooms with no children
in the hull of a house gone still.
She had... - ArticleBy Annie FinchWhat does it mean if a poem is “neither pro nor con abortion”?
- ArticleBy Julie IrigarayA hymn to female independence in the form of a withering critique of marriage
- PoemBy Susan BrowneDown the lane winding between & behind houses, I find the cottage
I rented after I left Michael, he painted it bright yellow, decades later
it’s the same color, Mike with stars of paint in his curly black hair,
standing at the door,... - PoemBy Diane SeussSome women make a pilgrimage to visit it
in the Indiana library charged to keep it safe.
I didn’t drive to it; I dreamed it, the thick braid
roped over my hands, heavier than lead.
My own hair was long for years.
Then I became... - PoemBy Brian GyamfiWhen Eloise tells Kofi she wants a divorce,
he sits naked on the kitchen floor skinning
an ox tongue to prepare Eloise’s favorite dish.
Blood trickles down his fingers onto the floor.
This is not in my head, in my head the bruised
organ is...