Big ClockBy Li-Young LeeWhen the big clock at the train station stopped,the leaves kept falling,the trains kept running,my mother…Social CommentariesLivingGrowing OldThe MindMemory & NostalgiaRelationshipsFamily & AncestorsGrief
The Wild Old Wicked ManBy William Butler Yeats'Because I am mad about women I am mad about the hills,' Said that wild old wicked man Who travels where…LoveDesire & PassionReligionLivingGrowing OldThe Body
The TowerBy William Butler Yeats I What shall I do with this absurdity — O heart, O troubled heart — this caricature, Decrepit age …LivingDeathGrowing OldTypes/ModesSeries/Sequence
The Circus Animals’ DesertionBy 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 …LoveRomantic LoveLivingGrowing OldThe Body
Crazy Jane Talks with the BishopBy William Butler YeatsI met the Bishop on the road And much said he and I. `Those breasts are flat and fallen now Those veins…LivingGrowing Old
Among School ChildrenBy William Butler YeatsI I walk through the long schoolroom questioning; A kind old nun in a white hood replies; The children…LivingGrowing OldTime & BrevityActivitiesSchool & LearningArts & SciencesPhilosophyStanza FormsOttava Rima + 2 more
Sailing to ByzantiumBy William Butler YeatsI That is no country for old men. The young In one another's arms, birds in the trees, —Those dying…ReligionLivingGrowing OldActivitiesTravels & JourneysStanza FormsOttava Rima
A StoryBy Li-Young LeeSad is the man who is asked for a story and can’t come up with one. His five-year-old son waits in …LivingGrowing OldParenthoodRelationshipsFamily & AncestorsDisappointment
p1Restricted Fragile MaterialsBy Catherine BarnettIt should be easy, I tell my son, to dispose of the possessions kept in these rooms. I’ve left some…LivingDeathGrowing OldParenthood
A Bird in BishopswoodBy John TickhillIn springtime, chief of all seasons, in May when new joys rise and flourish, the sun is lord and messenger…LoveHeartache & LossUnrequited LoveNatureSpringAnimalsLandscapes & PastoralsSocial CommentariesClassTown & Country LifeLivingGrowing OldLife ChoicesSorrow & GrievingActivitiesSports & Outdoor Activities + 9 more
p1AbracadabraBy Kara van de GraafHow many hours have I wasted trying to turn this into that, a rabbit and a hat, a woman whose body …LivingGrowing OldThe Body
p1Fourth Wall ArpeggioBy A. Van JordanLately, my friends ask me, out of love, have I written about my mother, who suffers under the storm …LivingGrowing OldHealth & IllnessMidlifeThe MindRelationshipsFamily & AncestorsVerse FormsSestinaStanza FormsMixedTechniquesImageryMetaphor + 7 more
Secret Anti-Aging FormulaBy Jennifer PradoHer skin never wrinkled And I used to wonder why Her skin never wrinkled As every year passed by Look…LivingGrowing OldYouthThe BodyRelationshipsFamily & Ancestors
p1RomanceBy Susan BrowneI swim my laps today, slowly, slowly, reaching my arms out & over, my fleshly oars, the water silken…LivingGrowing OldThe BodyTime & BrevityActivitiesSports & Outdoor ActivitiesMetersFree VerseTechniquesImageryGratitudeJoy & Contentment + 5 more
p1The StairBy Kevin Young The heart, it hoards— how I know this— The small, strangled shining room Keats lost his life in—and…ReligionThe SpiritualLivingDeathGrowing OldThe BodyTime & BrevityRelationshipsFamily & AncestorsArts & SciencesReading & BooksStanza FormsTercetMetersFree VerseTechniquesImageryMetaphor + 11 more
Theodore EnslinBy Ellen McGrath SmithTheodore Enslin, poet of Maine, I am closing my eyes to tune you in, to hear your tender buttons turning…LivingGrowing OldHealth & IllnessThe BodyArts & SciencesPoetry & PoetsTechniquesMetaphor
A Body's Universe of Big BangsBy Leslie Contreras SchwartzA body must remind itself to keep living, continually, throughout the day. Even at night while sleeping…LivingGrowing OldHealth & IllnessInfancyThe BodyTime & BrevityArts & SciencesSciencesStanza FormsMixedTercetMetersFree VerseTechniquesConsonanceImagery + 9 more
Portrait of a LadyBy T. S. EliotI Among the smoke and fog of a December afternoon You have the scene arrange itself — as it will seem…LoveBreak-ups & Vexed LoveHeartache & LossRealistic & ComplicatedLivingDeathGrowing OldTime & BrevityRelationshipsMen & WomenArts & SciencesPoetry & PoetsStanza FormsMixed + 7 more
GerontionBy T. S. EliotHere I am, an old man in a dry month, Being read to by a boy, waiting for rain. I was neither at the…Social CommentariesWar & ConflictLivingGrowing OldTime & BrevityMetersFree VerseAnxiety & InsecurityDisappointmentGrief + 3 more
The MysteryBy Margaret Steele AndersonThis is your cup—the cup assigned to you From the beginning. Nay, my child, I know How much of that…LivingGrowing OldSorrow & Grieving