Ponies by Spencer Reece I remember the ponies in the distance. &n...
2010-08-10
Old English riddle by Anonymous My dress is silent when I tread the...
2010-08-10
Poppies by Sandra McPherson Orange is the single-hearted color. I re...
2010-08-10
Olympia by Henri Cole Tired, hungry, hot, I climbed the steep slop...
2010-08-10
Porch Swing in September by Ted Kooser The porch swing hangs fixed in...
2010-08-10
On 52nd Street by Philip Levine Down sat Bud, raised his hands, ...
2010-08-10
Portrait in Georgia by Jean Toomer Hair——braided chestnu...
2010-08-10
On Becoming a Poet in the 1950s by Stephen Beal There was love and...
2010-08-10
Radio, Radio by Ben Doyle In the middle of every field,  ...
2010-08-10
Post-Modernism by James Galvin A pinup of Rita Hayworth was taped ...
2010-08-10
Postcard from Searsburg by Wyn Cooper What was it you wanted he call...
2010-08-10
On Gifts For Grace by Bernadette Mayer I saw a great teapot &nbs...
2010-08-10
Private Eye Lettuce by Richard Brautigan Three crates of Private Ey...
2010-08-10
psalm by Alicia Suskin Ostriker I am not lyric any more &nb...
2010-08-10