First she gave me the wound by accident.
Then the tourniquet she tied unwound by accident.
Your friend may want to start running.
I gave his scent to the hounds by accident.
Balloons on the mailbox, ambulance in the driveway.
Bobbing for apples I drowned by accident.
Did someone tell the devil we were building Eden?
Or did he slither on the [...]
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Representative Poetry Online
Published November 3rd, 2006 archive in Group 1, Jason and ethershop. 1 Comment http://rpo.library.utoronto.ca/
I thought this would be a good place to share my favorite poetry site with some like-minded individuals. The RPO site has a large collection of major English-speaking poets from many eras. As it stands on canon, there are fewer present-day poets than might be desired by some, but there is no real use in expecting any [...]
A Marriage Must Be Worked At
Published October 30th, 2006 archive in Group 1, Jason and ethershop. 3 CommentsNewlyweds on the honeymoon trip,
they are trying to get
from one set of ruins to the next.
There were no double berths.
He took the top.
Now they are three feet apart.
Neither sleeping.
They are perfectly still,
hurtling over the landscape.
Michael Chitwood
Crazyhorse
Number 68
Fall 2005
A lot of times, a poem is ambiguous because it lacks narrative. Here, we see an ambiguity from [...]
http://www.poems.com/eidolter.htm
This poem bases itself on an odd premise from Euripides that I was unfamilar with until now; Helen never went to Troy at all, but instead the goddess Aphrodite replaced her with an illusion (an eidolon, or phantom).
What is painfully absent from this poem is how Helen feels about this. She is the speaker, but [...]
A Poem about Frat Girls
Published October 12th, 2006 archive in Group 1, Rick and ethershop. 1 CommentThis is a poem I wrote about frat girls, the ones who you always see at the frat parties on other campuses and this campus. I wanted it to be funny, but somehow it just ended up making me sad and almost pitying them, but here goes:
Nights on Stupid by Richard Vasquez
Watch!
As they go hand [...]
The Dissident Student
Published October 12th, 2006 archive in Group 1, Rick and ethershop. 0 CommentsFor years he listens to me
Like the trees listen to the seasons.
With me he crossed the current
To the fountain . . . He never lets me rest, even during my siesta,
Dictating into my tired mouth the most confusing gibberish.
Yet always mindful, as if he was holding back.
One day in my old age, he, blue like [...]
by Victoria Redel
Tell me it’s wrong the scarlet nails my son sports or the toy
store rings he clusters four jewels to each finger.
He’s bedecked. I see the other mothers looking at the star
choker, the rhinestone strand he fastens over a sock.
Sometimes I help him find sparkle clip-ons when he says
sticker earrings look too fake.
Tell [...]
What the Gravedigger Needs
Published September 30th, 2006 archive in Group 1, Jason and ethershop. 3 CommentsTeuva, Finland
overalls
rubber boots
leather gloves
iron spear to loosen up the frozen ground
lantern
spade
length of rope
board to prevent mourners falling in
bicycle to go from grave to grave
Rachel Loden
New American Writing
Number 24, 2006
Is a list a poem? This poem makes it hard to argue otherwise. The items are well chosen, the list brief and pointed and powerful. Some have [...]
How Long Do You Think the Human Race Will Exist?
I don’t worry much about humanity,
my wife replies. I think that we’ll evolve.
Ecclesiastes tells me all is vanity,
that nothing new will happen for eternity,
and yet. . .I think we’re starting to dissolve.
I don’t worry—much. About humanity:
what will be lost, if we’re lost? Not infinity.
What now [...]
9/9, Thinking of My Brothers East of the Mountains
Published September 22nd, 2006 archive in Group 1, Jason and ethershop. 3 CommentsEach year on this auspicious day, alone and foreign
here in a foreign place, my thoughts of you sharpen:
far away, I can almost see you reaching the summit,
dogwood berries woven into sashes, short one person.
-Wang Wei
Translated by David Hinton
I’ve always been a person who likes short poetry, and short poetry has always found a welcome home [...]
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