Contribute your thoughts on the poem to the community by commenting below. Explore the Sunday Poem archives here. The Country of Marriage Wendell Berry I. I dream of you walking at night along the streams of the country of my birth, warm blooms and the nightsongs of birds opening around you as you walk. You [...]
Contribute your thoughts on the poem to the community by commenting below. Explore the Sunday Poem archives here. The Quiet Animal Julia Cameron Oh quiet animal, sleeping, What dreams lie within your cells? What ages brought you here Through coal and ice? Eye twitch, lip curl– Blood dreams again. Blood is always dreaming. Scheming to [...]
Explore the Sunday Poem archives here. Ash Wednesday T.S. Eliot Because I do not hope to turn again Because I do not hope Because I do not hope to turn Desiring this man’s gift and that man’s scope I no longer strive to strive towards such things (Why should the agèd eagle stretch its wings?) [...]
Contribute your thoughts on the poem to the community by commenting below. Explore the Sunday Poem archives here. Thoughts Are Things Henry Van Dyke I hold it true that thoughts are things; They’re endowed with bodies and breath and wings; And that we send them forth to fill The world with good results, or ill. [...]
Contribute your thoughts on the poem to the community by commenting below. Explore the Sunday Poem archives here. Lacey Roop is a well-known slam poet in Austin, Texas. Read more of her poetry here. The Spinning World Lacey Roop And some have this habit of looking out of windows and calling it impossible. They look [...]
Contribute your thoughts on the poem to the community by commenting below. Explore the Sunday Poem archives here. Totally like whatever, you know? Taylor Mali In case you hadn’t noticed, it has somehow become uncool to sound like you know what you’re talking about? Or believe strongly in what you’re saying? Invisible question marks and [...]
Please contribute your thoughts on the poem to the community by commenting below. Explore the Sunday Poem archives here. Opportunity Edward Rowland Sill THIS I beheld, or dreamed it in a dream:– There spread a cloud of dust along a plain; And underneath the cloud, or in it, raged A furious battle, and men yelled, [...]
Explore the Sunday Poem archives here. Contribute your thoughts on the poem to the community by commenting below. A Fence or an Ambulance Joseph Malins “Twas a dangerous cliff,” as they freely confessed, Though to walk near its crest was so pleasant; But over its terrible edge there had slipped A duke and full many [...]
Explore the Sunday Poem archives here. Bury Me in a Free Land Frances Harper Make me a grave where’er you will, In a lowly plain, or a lofty hill; Make it among earth’s humblest graves, But not in a land where men are slaves. I could not rest if around my grave I heard the [...]
Explore the Sunday Poem archives here. Mending Wall Robert Frost Something there is that doesn’t love a wall, That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it, And spills the upper boulders in the sun, And makes gaps even two can pass abreast. The work of hunters is another thing: I have come after them and made repair [...]
