Explore the Sunday Poem archives here. Walking Around Pablo Neruda It so happens I am sick of being a man. And it happens that I walk into tailorshops and movie houses dried up, waterproof, like a swan made of felt steering my way in a water of wombs and ashes. The smell of barbershops makes [...]
Explore the Sunday Poem archives here. Keeping Their World Large Marianne Moore All too literally, their flesh and their spirit are our shield New York Times, June 7, 1944 I should like to see that country’s tiles, bedrooms, stone patios and ancient wells: Rinaldo Caramonica’s the cobbler’s, Frank Sblendorio’s and Dominick Angelastro’s country— the grocer’s, [...]
Explore the Sunday Poem archives here. Prayers Hazrat Inayat Khan I asked for strength and God gave me difficulties to make me strong. I asked for wisdom and God gave me problems to learn to solve. I asked for prosperity and God gave me a brain and brawn to work. I asked for courage and [...]
Explore the Sunday Poem archives here. Through the Lavatory Window John Horder I see heaven Through the lavatory window. I see God On the tips of the branches In amongst the leaves of the branches, I see God Through the lavatory window. He is mule-aching about Amongst the trout At the bottom of the sea. [...]
Explore the Sunday Poem archives here. from The Ballad of Reading Gaol Oscar Wilde I know not whether Laws be right, Or whether Laws be wrong All that we know who lie in gaol Is that the wall is strong; And that each day is like a year, A year whose days are long. But [...]
Explore the Sunday Poem archives here. Variation On a Theme by Rilke Denise Levertov A certain day became a presence to me; there it was, confronting me–a sky, air, light: a being. And before it started to descend from the height of noon, it leaned over and struck my shoulder as if with the flat [...]
Explore the Sunday Poem archives here. The World’s Great Age Begins Anew Percy Shelley The world’s great age begins anew, The golden years return, The earth doth like a snake renew Her winter weeds outworn: Heaven smiles, and faiths and empires gleam, Like wrecks of a dissolving dream. A brighter Hellas rears its mountains From [...]
Explore the Sunday Poem archives here. Reluctance Robert Frost Out through the fields and the woods And over the walls I have wended; I have climbed the hills of view And looked at the world, and descended; I have come by the highway home, And lo, it is ended. The leaves are all dead on [...]
Explore the Sunday Poem archives here. I know the truth — give up all other truths! Marina Tsvetayeva I know the truth – give up all other truths! No need for people anywhere on earth to struggle. Look – it is evening, look, it is nearly night: what do you speak of, poets, lovers, generals? [...]
Explore the Sunday Poem archives here. I Am the Great Sun Charles Causley I am the great sun, but you do not see me, I am your husband, but you turn away. I am the captive, but you do not free me, I am the captain but you will not obey. I am the truth, [...]
