Am I to become profligate as if I were a blonde? Or religious as if I were French? Each time my heart is broken it makes me feel more adventurous (and how the same names keep recurring on that interminable list!), but one of these days there’ll be nothing left with which to [...]
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A Bowl of Spaghetti by Kimiko Hahn
Read this poem by Kimiko Hahn from the May 2012 issue of Poetry magazine. View full post on Poetry Magazine
The Minstrel?s Grave
The Minstrel?s Grave by Frances Anne Kemble “Oh let it be where the waters are meeting, In one crystal sheet, like the summer’s sky bright! Oh let it be where the sun, when retreating, May throw the last glance of his vanishing light”… View full post on Poem of The Day
Dan Emmett Writes “Dixie,” 1859 by Rachel Richardson
He started with the tune his mother had hummed in Ohio, nostalgia he’d carried for years, and by Saturday afternoon he had the words. A triumph, already; he whistled the banjo’s part. (Himself a sympathizer from the North, called copperhead, called traitor by his own kin.) Something lively, some git-up-and-git they’d wanted and [...]
The Dream of a Fire Engine by Kimiko Hahn
Read this poem by Kimiko Hahn from the May 2012 issue of Poetry magazine. View full post on Poetry Magazine
My Daughter and Apple Pie
My Daughter and Apple Pie by Raymond Carver “She serves me a piece of it a few minutes out of the oven. A little steam rises from the slits on top. Sugar and spice – cinnamon – burned into the crust”… View full post on Poem of The Day
Blues for Alice by Clark Coolidge
When you get in on a try you never learn it back umpteen times the tenth part of a featured world in black and in back it’s roses and fostered nail bite rhyme sling slang, a song that teaches without travail of the tale, the one you longing live and singing burn It’s insane [...]
The Dream of a Lacquer Box by Kimiko Hahn
Read this poem by Kimiko Hahn from the May 2012 issue of Poetry magazine. View full post on Poetry Magazine
On Mother’s Day by Grace Paley
I went out walking in the old neighborhood Look! more trees on the block forget-me-nots all around them ivy lantana shining and geraniums in the window Twenty years ago it was believed that the roots of trees would insert themselves into gas lines then fall poisoned on houses and children or tap the city’s water pipes starved for nitrogen obstruct [...]
Getting There by Christopher Buckley
Read this poem by Christopher Buckley from the May 2012 issue of Poetry magazine. View full post on Poetry Magazine


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