Urban Pigeons

Urban Pigeons White clouds Fill the Columbia blue sky, Like hundreds of cotton balls. The brilliance Of the summer sun, Reflected even brighter Off of the clouds. The clouds remain Suspended in the sky With little movement. A flock of pigeons, Land on an adjacent building. They stand on the edge Of the ten-story structure,… Continue reading Urban Pigeons

We Never Lived In the Now

We Never Lived In the Now Your face shows your age, though your countenance is still glowing. Your age says grown-up, but you’ve never decided where you’re going. You’ve grown older. Yes, I’m older too. The remainder of our lives is before us, oh, what’ll we do? What were the dreams you had so long… Continue reading We Never Lived In the Now

Your Best Friend

Your Best Friend If ever you find yourself being broken apart, Because the one you trusted has broken your heart, And all the time you find yourself crying, While on the inside you feel like you’re dying, Call me if you feel lonely, Come to me when your life needs to mend, From time to… Continue reading Your Best Friend

I Started High School

  Starting High School In San Francisco, it’s the summer of love, Long-haired hippies, peace signs, and doves. In Vietnam, the soldiers are dying, Back home their families are crying, And Sergeant Pepper taught the band to play. Jim wants to “Light My Fire,” While Grace’s rabbit only flies higher. The evening news shows the… Continue reading I Started High School

Meet the Poets: Sylvia Plath

  Sylvia Plath 1982 Pulitzer Prize Poetry “Mad Girl’s Love Song” I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.) The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut… Continue reading Meet the Poets: Sylvia Plath

Books

Books Books take you places You hope someday to go. They transport you to times In the future or long, long ago. The words paint the pictures The author’s canvas is your mind. Surreal images greet you Where people aren’t always kind. You don’t have to dress up to read one. They’ve got a special… Continue reading Books

Meet the Poets: W.S. Merwin

W.S. Merwin 1971, 2009 Pulitzer Prize Poetry 2010 United States Poet Laureate “Any work of art makes one very simple demand on anyone who genuinely wants to get in touch with it. And that is to stop. You’ve got to stop what you’re doing, what you’re thinking, and what you’re expecting and just be there… Continue reading Meet the Poets: W.S. Merwin