sound of applause: leaves chapped falling, an ending. this is a process. the ocean leaping out of ocean should be enough. the wind pushing the water out of itself; the water catching the light in the ...

so the neon green spatter and jagged streak glowed, brighter than before, as though a spirit glad to have finally escaped its body.

Born in New Bedford, Massachusetts, on January 25, 1961, poet and essayist Suzanne Gardinier earned her BA at the University of Massachusetts Amherst and her MFA at Columbia University.

New York Arab Festival and Poetry Project are pleased to announce their first partnership, coming together to honor Arab American Heritage Month, a yearly month celebrated each April. Recognizing the ...

Consider the dazzling odds: Out of the billions upon billions of possible combinations, a planet whose sole satellite is exactly 400 times smaller than its star and exactly 400 times closer, so that ...

Come celebrate National Poetry Month with 2 Rules of Writing! Join 2 Rules of Writing in April for a month of poetry themed events and activities to celebrate all things poetry. Our Annual Open Mic ...

The outlook wasn't brilliant for the Mudville nine that day: The score stood four to two, with but one inning more to play, And then when Cooney died at first, and Barrows did the same, A pall-like ...

I heard the bells on Christmas Day Their old, familiar carols play, And wild and sweet The words repeat Of peace on earth, good-will to men! And thought how, as the day had come, The belfries of all ...

Every National Poetry Month we present Dear Poet, a multimedia education project that invites young people in grades five through twelve to write letters in response to poems written and read by award ...

Born in 1861, Rabindranath Tagore received the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1913. I am here to sing thee songs. In this hall of thine I have a corner seat. In thy world I have no work to do; my ...

As the Pome: I could ask my petaled voice to cup its first and last notes against the hive’s collapse. As the Pome: I could ask my scent to bud in the noses of passersby, could get a heart or two ...

Anthologies on Poets.org may not be curated by the Academy of American Poets staff. And God stepped out on space, And he looked around and said: I'm lonely— I'll make me a world. And far as the eye of ...