. The sunlight is raising A glow from the east For dawn-dappled grazing By somnolent beasts; The flight of a...

. On the Question of Enes Kanter How do heroes take a stand above the skyline? How face off sharp...

. I. The Blacksmith God Forges Scenes on Achilles’ Shield after Homer’s Iliad Book 18 The hammer strikes! And glowing...

. One Miracle After Another A misty morning greeted by the sun Whose dappled rays arouse the drowsing Earth; The...

. Old? Hell No! in a thick British accent __It's bin three years an’ a day, __Since the Mrs. passed...

. We went to a gender reveal. And we had an exceptional meal. __But the host was forlorn __when she...

. Below is an excerpt from a Crisis Magazine article "Reading Poetry Will Save the World" by Auguste Meyrat, published...

. Racial Idiocy My son was on a city team,__Where two kids caught my eye:Stefon---warm and articulate,__And Marcus---risk deemed high....

. You are invited to a reading of exquisite poetry and conversations with the poets. This reading is part of...

. Nature's War From far beneath the frozen soil the iris pushes high,Extending wide it reaches up to touch the...

. . The Hireling Shepherd painting by William Holman Hunt This comely wench was Emma Watkins, she Who sat for...

. At the COP26 We all have piled up at the COP,For in a day the World may stop!No really,...

. Today I feel the stirrings of the Dead In crimson-littered fields where poppies blow. I hear embittered groans and...

. From a Classified Location in England Dear Jim---my son---I write from far away. From England, Spring of 1944. June...

. Colours of War What colour was the war to end all wars?We’ve watched as men, in grainy black and...

. The Soldier Keeps the Wolf at Bay The soldier keeps the wolf at bay So we may never see...

. For Better or for Worse? Poetic genius, swallowed from a bottle; Ingested from an opiate-filled pipe; Imagination speeding at...

. Biden Has an Accident at the Vatican Ubi Petrus, ibi Ecclesia: Where Peter is, there is the Church. Ubi...

. Imperial Invitation Fair neighbor, come, pass through entrancing gates I made to veil surprises and seclude My masterpiece of...

. Robert Jack Eardley was, for many years, Chief Psychiatrist for the U.S. Justice Department. In 2000, he organised a...

. Bywords Language rang and wedged within our mind. Centuries of words were drawn like swords. A surfeit, rhymes, soliloquies...

. Hypnosis Come over here, then, and sit in this chair, Gaze at this candle-flame, empty your mind, No need...

Following the introduction below is a translated version of Sir Gawain and the Green Knight in PDF made free for...

. He was the stream and she the underbrush; The rain that fell upon his upturned face. She was the...

. Last Rites Let not the Rock of Ages ever break Or send apostate magi to the stake; A golden...

. When summer left and took her warming shawl, The birds towards the south began to fly. The leaves of...

. "Let's Go Brandon" People don’t want to say “F--k” When dealing with President Schmuck. So they say “Let’s go,...

. New Day for the Old Dominion "This is what unity looks like" —Glenn Youngkin, Virginia governor-elect Virginians venture toward...

by Evan Mantyk A strange phenomenon in recent years, probably dating back to the mid 20th century and with roots...

. A fabled place adrift in history Which makes the spirit ache for what was lost; A masterpiece destroyed in...

. When I crave from my enclave something to eat (Not apples or peas or muffins or meat) I steady...

. Autumn in Vermont October’s maples blaze a way __around a tall church steeple and sugar maples have their say...

. translated from Russian by Sasha A. Palmer . Prayer God above, King divine! Heal this spirit of mine! Earthly...

. . A Vagabond Song by Bliss Carman (1861-1929) There is something in the autumn that is native to my...

. The cats are creatures of a liberal kind, For on the laps of commie artists, you’ll find Them. Coffee...

. Approaching Halloween “You live in the same kind of grayness as the filthy stuff that formed you.” —Jack Finney,...

. BOO! I feel a fleshless presence: A faceless, soulless call To tomb-doom acquiescence Beyond a graveyard wall, Where ghoulish effervescence And ghostly iridescence In moon-kissed opalescence Enthrall at evenfall. I hear an eerie sighing. It jars...

. Glastonbury A deathless tree stood witness while The marshlands round a nearby isle Were drained and bared a hill...

. Dead Puppies On a break from the propaganda mill I found puppies I thought I could kill, So I...

. How Grim Is the Grim Reaper? How grim is the Grim Reaper? Rapacious and rambunctious; Solemn stalker, soul seeker,...