‘Urban Butterfly’ and Other Poetry and Music by Adam Sedia
Urban Butterfly What business have you here, In acrid air, to strain Through jagged glass and steel On a cracked...
Read moreDetailsUrban Butterfly What business have you here, In acrid air, to strain Through jagged glass and steel On a cracked...
Read moreDetailsThe Sea My sleeping spirit wakes As the town’s vespers Climb the stairless sky And the sea whispers. The rushing...
Read moreDetailsCicada and Mantis You are known to us by your choral song, The clicks and buzzes of an insect throng....
Read moreDetailsBy James Sale Donald Mace Williams Wolfe and Other Poems is an extraordinarily good collection of poems, clearly written by a...
Read moreDetailsSubmit three to five poems, each of which does not exceed 50 lines. Email as a word file or in...
Read moreDetailsThe bark came off the trunks before the leaves had dropped— the freeze sped up, the shade enlarged, the...
Read moreDetailsby E. Ducabe Wisler "Pray for Texas." —Ubs Reece Idwal The tropical cyclone named Harvey plastered Houston's plat, ten trillion...
Read moreDetailsAs times turned hard and harder yet, The Queen grew apprehensive— Relentless tides of change had made One luxury expensive....
Read moreDetailsPoet's Note: "Back when I was eighteen years old, things were sort of grim with the Vietnam War and...
Read moreDetailsI may as well be hired as his maid, the way I’m made to clean his toilet seat. Still worse,...
Read moreDetailsPoetry before Writing “Greece down through the fifth century has aptly been described as a ‘song culture’.” ~ Michael Schmidt...
Read moreDetailsLet us raise statues to the Prince of Peace: __Cain’s monuments are powerless to bind __Our hearts in summer’s...
Read moreDetailsPoetry, as we have discussed in earlier parts of this article series, depends upon the Muses and accessing the deeper...
Read moreDetailsProem In rhyming, timing is everything. Rhymes in wrong places make awkward spaces. A rhyme in rhyming knows more than...
Read moreDetailsA Villanelle “The further a society drifts from the truth, the more it will hate those that speak it.” —George...
Read moreDetailsby Cause Bewilder for Joshua Philipp Grave statue after statue falls with strict impunity. Memorials and monuments yield to community....
Read moreDetailsHigher Purpose Is there any higher purpose As they walk with faces down? Are they sure of destination As they...
Read moreDetailsPassing of the Seasons When snow has melted, chill has gone, and winter turns to spring, The tender buds grow...
Read moreDetailsNesting Season Little sleep. The night heat did not relent. You startle me up as day breaks over the tent...
Read moreDetails. He viewed the world with perfect form But upside down, not as the norm He lifted those who’d been...
Read moreDetailsI used to find it hard to lose at chess. I'd watch in disbelief the check and mate, think...
Read moreDetailsGeorge and the Dragon In the Yorkshire dialect “Nah, sithee,” said Granny, “Just set thee dahn ‘ere, An’ I’ll tell...
Read moreDetailsThe Journal It sat upon his bedside table, closed, And waiting to keep record of each day: The silent pages...
Read moreDetailsMeadows of Corn It seems but bland to every passing eye, These regal meadows dressed in ripened corn; They dance...
Read moreDetailsArgument The following poem is a dramatic monologue in four sections, based on a brief passage in a barbarian legal...
Read moreDetailsThank you to everyone who participated! Judges Dusty Grein, Michael Curtis, and Damian Robin have selected the below winners for...
Read moreDetailsTo Solitude Come, Solitude, my first and truest friend! Long hours of careless converse burden me, And I have...
Read moreDetailsWhat heights within my mind descend? To fall on peaks where faith shall end, As summits fail to comprehend,...
Read moreDetailsWindmill Song Alone it shudders on a hill, Defiant in the wind. A strong south gale could topple it,...
Read moreDetailsOn Visiting the Tea Garden in Middletown, New York I. A harried daddy with two kids in tow, Maneuvering through...
Read moreDetailsBy C.B. Anderson Anyone writing formal poetry today has to be grateful for the arsenal of fixed forms—most of them...
Read moreDetailsA Villanelle To breathe the beaming silence of the sky I long, when dawn’s chill wakes my eyes, and see...
Read moreDetailsUntitled All older statues want to come alive, Those Greek and Roman ones, and Christian, too. Their skeletons and...
Read moreDetailsI. My brain just came back from the laundry they tell me it's perfectly clean and it's thinking the way...
Read moreDetailsA Lifetime Day drifts into evening Evening into night All around me darkness With only stars for light Dawn awakes...
Read moreDetailsUpon the release of the Society’s How to Write Classical Poetry When feeling some compulsion to compose, One wonders which...
Read moreDetailsFor Elizabeth On the Poet’s Eleventh Wedding Anniversary Though you behold me silent in this room, Know that I...
Read moreDetailsThe Devil's New Mission The Devil went to every single school Across America to find a Faust— But no...
Read moreDetailsThis essay was written in 2007 and has remained unpublished until now. by Ludiew E. Sarceb Few of the contemporary...
Read moreDetailsThe important events in the life of Gaius Valerius Catullus (84-54 B.C.) are recounted through the poems he has left....
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