THE FIRST ROBIN I woke this morning and I heard a song Familiar, cheerful, pleasing to my ear. It had been absent all the winter
Tag: Poetry
Two Poems By Polly Giantonio
The Lake and the Loon his tremolo echoes through lake and skies piercing the soil of night the loon with onyx head and ruby eyes
A MORNING ELEGY By John Grey
A MORNING ELEGY Eos dispenses dew from a pithos, Grass tips glisten in freshly baked light, Sun emerges from night’s fearful mythos For morning’s ritual,
Two Poems By Deborrah Corr
In Old Growth The planet and its forest pivot far enough for the sun to stream between silent giants. Light switches on. Bracken and cedar
Three Poems By Dan Campion
Purity The legions pause in their advance on Rome. They doff their armor, take up rakes and staffs, aid widows in spring planting, lead flocks
In the wake By Amanda Chandler
In the wake The stoic, strong, and angular form suggested depth of thought but sometimes a man sitting on the sand is just that Statuesque,
Grand Little Things 