Anne Sexton The Poet of IgnorancePerhaps the earth is floating,I do not know.Perhaps the stars are little paper cutupsmade by some giant scissors,I do not know.Perhaps the moon is a frozen tear,I do not know.Perhaps God is only a deep … Continue reading Anne Sexton – ‘The Poet of Ignorance’ – From the Paris Review
A Song of HopeCharles Bertram Johnson Day is at the gate,I am risen late;Clouds laze in the air,Clouds sleep on the grass;I have song to spareTill the shadows pass. Day is at the noon,No thread of bow or moon;Rain is … Continue reading Poem of the Week – 1/30/2022 – 2/06/2022 – A Song of Hope – by Charles Bertram Johnson
At Thomas Merton’s Graveby Spencer Reece We can never be with loss too long.Behind the warped door that sticks,the wood thrush calls to the monks,pausing upon the stone crucifix,singing: “I am marvelous alone!”Thrash, thrash goes the hayfield:rows of marrow and … Continue reading 1/23/2022 – 1/30/2022 Weekly Poem – At Thomas Merton’s Grave – by Spencer Reece
From A Gas Station Outside Providence – by Mike Doughty This kiss, unfinished, lips to receiver in the parking lot,a pucker shot through a fiber optic wireto an answering machinetoward switchboards and stations transmittingin blips to satellites, this kissthrown earthward … Continue reading 1/16/2022 – 1/23/2022 Weekly Poem – From A Gas Station Outside Providence – By Mike Doughty (Audio)
The Shield of Achilles W. H. Auden – 1907-1973 She looked over his shoulder For vines and olive trees, Marble well-governed cities And ships upon untamed seas, But there on the shining metal His hands had put instead An artificial wilderness And a sky like lead. A plain … Continue reading 1/09/2022 – 1/16/2022 Weekly Poem – The Shield of Achilles – by W.H. Auden
A January Nightby Thomas Hardy The rain smites more and more,The east wind snarls and sneezes;Through the joints of the quivering doorThe water wheezes. Poems of the Week for The Monarch Writers.com are chosen by our resident poet Jennifer Patino … Continue reading 1/02/2022 – 1/09/2022 Weekly Poem – A January Night – by Thomas Hardy
Birchesby Robert Frost When I see birches bend to left and rightAcross the lines of straighter darker trees,I like to think some boy’s been swinging them.But swinging doesn’t bend them down to stayAs ice-storms do. Often you must have seen … Continue reading 12/19/2021 – 12/26/2021 Weekly Poem – Birches – by Robert Frost
Dirge Without Music BY EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:Into the darkness … Continue reading 12/12/2021 – 12/19/2021 Weekly Poem – Dirge Without Music – by Edna St. Vincent Millay
“I Am Much Too Alone in This World, Yet Not Alone”By: Rainer Maria RilkeTranslated by: Annemarie S. Kidder I am much too alone in this world, yet not alone enoughto truly consecrate the hour.I am much too small in … Continue reading 12/05/2021 – 12/12/2021 Weekly Poem – I Am Much Too Alone In This World, Yet Not Alone – By Rainer Maria Rilke
Here’s an Ocean Tale By Kwoya Fagin Maples My brother still bites his nails to the quick,but lately he’s been allowing them to grow.So much hurt is forgotten with the horizonas backdrop. It comes down to simple math. The beach … Continue reading 11/28/2021 – 12/05/2021 Weekly Poem – Here’s an Ocean Tale – by Kwoya Fagin Maples
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