Write Gooder, not Better
Writing, says nearly everyone in the entire writing world, is about rejection. You should be proud of your rejections, they say. Count them. Frame them. Relish them, because rejection is how you learn what...
Sonnet 73 by William Shakespeare That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruined...
Ceriserie by Joshua Clover Music: Sexual misery is wearing you out. Music: Known as the Philosopher’s Stair for the world-weariness which climbing it inspires. One gets nowhere with it. Paris: St-Sulpice in shrouds. Paris:...
Moonrise by H. D. Will you glimmer on the sea? Will you fling your spear-head On the shore? What note shall we pitch? We have a song, On the bank we share our arrows—...
The Elephant is Slow to Mate by D. H. Lawrence The elephant, the huge old beast, is slow to mate; he finds a female, they show no haste they wait for the sympathy in their...
please advise stop [I was dragging a ladder slowly over stones stop] by Rusty Morrison I was dragging a ladder slowly over stones stop it was only from out of my thoughts that I...
The Present by Philip Levine The day comes slowly in the railyard behind the ice factory. It broods on one cinder after another until each glows like lead or the eye of a dog...
Safe Despair it is that raves— by Emily Dickinson 1243 Safe Despair it is that raves— Agony is frugal. Puts itself severe away For its own perusal. Garrisoned no Soul can be In the...
Lesson by Ellen Bryant Voigt Whenever my mother, who taught small children forty years, asked a question, she already knew the answer. “Would you like to” meant you would. “Shall we” was another, and...
Depressed By A Book Of Bad Poetry, I Walk Toward An Unused Pasture And Invite The Insects To Join Me by James Wright Relieved, I let the book fall behind a stone. I climb a...
