“The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ…” by Omar Khayyam
The Moving Finger Writes 51The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel…
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“Self Pity” by D. H. Lawrence
Self Pity I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt…
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“What Do White Birds Say” by Hafiz
What Do White Birds Say The earth has disappeared beneath my feet,It fled from all my ecstasy, Now like a singing air creatureI feel the…
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“I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud” by William Wordsworth
I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o’er vales and hills, When all at once I…
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“Facing It” by Yusef Komunyakaa
Facing It My black face fades, hiding inside the black granite. I said I wouldn’t dammit: No tears. I’m stone. I’m flesh. My clouded reflection…
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“I Worried” by Mary Oliver
I worried a lot. Will the garden grow, will the rivers flow in the right direction, will the earth turn as it was taught, and…
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“Against My Own Hand” by Hafiz
You are A shy divine deer That I cannot cease tracking. Though only once of late Did I get so close To see My own face…
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“Identity” by Julio Noboa Polanco
Let them be as flowers, always watered, fed, guarded, admired, but harnessed to a pot of dirt. I’d rather be a tall, ugly weed, clinging…
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“Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird” by Wallace Stevens
IAmong twenty snowy mountains, The only moving thing Was the eye of the blackbird. III was of three minds,Like a treeIn which there are three…
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“The Cure” by Albert Huffstickler
We think we get over things. We don’t get over things. Or say, we get over the measles but not a broken heart. We need…
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