Poem
By Paisley Rekdal
You’d never call the branches
arms, though in certain
lights don’t pine and man
look like hands
conjoined…
arms, though in certain
lights don’t pine and man
look like hands
conjoined…
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Romantic Love
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- PoemBy Countee CullenCome, let us plant our love as farmers plant
A seed, and you shall water it with tears,
And I shall weed it with my hands until
They bleed. Perchance this buried love of ours
Will fall on goodly ground and bear a tree
With... - PoemBy Countee CullenWhat if you come
Again and swell
The throat of some
Mute bird;
How shall I tell?
How shall I know.
That it is so,
Having heard? - PoemBy Shereen AkhtarIn our first house-let in London, she drew on the tablecloth to create
a calligraphic feast. Our friends… - PoemBy T.S. Leonardand it ends, of course, in fabulous heartbreak, like anything—
it’s not an if, but when—so the trick … - PoemBy Carole Boston WeatherfordIt was written in the stars:
A child is born.
From that moment on,
I only had eyes for you.
What a … - PoemBy Fatimah AsgharMy teacher says of their cat, now gone
missing. In his absence, everything is still.
The small, silvered… - PoemBy Hannah BambachI feel like my mother when I am in love.
I think it is the strawberries I grow on my windowsill
to have… - PoemBy Olive FranklinLoved you since I was little, on the playground break-time
-brawled with you and your mismatched cuffs… - AudioBy Carole Boston Weatherford
- PoemBy SapphoTranslated By Anne CarsonHe seems to me equal to gods that man
whoever he is who opposite you
sits and listens close
to your … - PoemBy Ada LimónSometimes, I think you get the worst
of me. The much-loved loose forest-green
sweatpants, the long bra… - PoemBy William Butler YeatsI
I sought a theme and sought for it in vain,
I sought it daily for six weeks or so.
Maybe at last being but a broken man
I must be satisfied with my heart, although
Winter and summer till old age began
My circus animals... - PoemBy Li-Young LeeWrist,
neck,
shoulder,
waist,
you turn.
And I turn with you.
Glance,
grasp,
blush,
breath,
you turn.
And I turn…