Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
First Thanksgiving
By Sharon OldsWhen she comes back, from college, I will seethe skin of her upper arms, cool,matte, glossy. She will hug me, my oldsoupy chest..
© Thanksgiving Day
Thanksgiving for Two
By Marjorie SaiserThe adults we call our children will not be arrivingwith their children in tow for Thanksgiving.We must make our feast..
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Bless Their Hearts
By Richard NewmanAt Steak ‘n Shake I learned that if you add“Bless their hearts” after their names, you can saywhatever you want about them and it’s..
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Totem
By Eamon GrennanAll Souls’ over, the roast seeds eaten, I set on a backporch post our sculpted pumpkin under the weather, warm still for..
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Yam
By Bruce GuernseyThe potato that ate all its carrots,can see in the dark like a mole,its eyes the scarsfrom centuries of shovels, tines.May spelled..
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Stomackes
By Albert GoldbarthWe know far more about the philosophical underpinnings of Puritanism than we do about what its practitioners consumed at..
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Perhaps the World Ends Here
By Joy HarjoThe world begins at a kitchen table. No matter what, we must eat to live.The gifts of earth are brought and prepared, set on the table...
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Family Reunion
By Maxine KuminThe week in August you come home,adult, professional, aloof,we roast and carve the fatted calf—in our case home-grown pig, the..
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A Thanksgiving to God, for his House
By Robert HerrickLord, Thou hast given me a cell Wherein to dwell,A little house, whose humble roof Is weather-proof:Under the spars..
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Thanksgiving
By Edgar Albert GuestGettin’ together to smile an’ rejoice,An’ eatin’ an’ laughin’ with folks of your choice;An’ kissin’ the girls an’ declarin’..
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Praise Song for the Day
By Elizabeth AlexanderA Poem for Barack Obama’s Presidential InaugurationEach day we go about our business,walking past each other, catching each..
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Lift Every Voice and Sing
By James Weldon JohnsonA group of young men in Jacksonville, Florida, arranged to celebrate Lincoln’s birthday in 1900. My brother, J. Rosamond..
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From My Window
By C. K. WilliamsSpring: the first morning when that one true block of sweet, laminar, complex scent arrivesfrom somewhere west and I..
© Veterans Day
Dreamers
By Siegfried SassoonSoldiers are citizens of death's grey land,Drawing no dividend from time's to-morrows. In the great hour of destiny they..
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The Traitor
By Sabrina Orah MarkA few days before the first snow the soldiers dressed like children began to appear. “Come quick,” said Beatrice, fetching..
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The Grand Army of the Republic
By John SpauldingWhen the soldiers came in their dirty blue shirtsI was kneeling in the garden in the rain.That year only a few ramblers were..
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A Veteran
By Reginald GibbonsMy father came down not killedfrom among others, killers or killed,for whom he'd worn a uniform,and he lived a long afterward, a..
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At a VA Hospital in the Middle of the United States of America: An Act in a Play
By Etheridge KnightStars from five wars, scars,Words filled with ice and fear,Nightflares and fogginess,and a studied regularity. Gon’ lay down..
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Armistice
By Sophie JewettThe water sings along our keel, The wind falls to a whispering breath;I look into your eyes and feel No fear of life or..
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Debridement
By Michael S. HarperDebridementBlack men are oaks cut down.Congressional Medal of Honor SocietyUnited States of America chartered byCongress, August..
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The City's Oldest Known Survivor of the Great War
By James Doylemarches in uniform down the traffic stripeat the center of the street, counts timeto the unseen web that has rearrangedthe air around..
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Facing It
By Yusef KomunyakaaMy black face fades, hiding inside the black granite. I said I wouldn't dammit: No tears. I'm stone. I'm flesh. My..
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Veterans of the Seventies
By Marvin BellHis army jacket bore the white rectangle of one who has torn off his name. He sat mute at the round table where the trip-wire..
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Veteran’s Hospital
By Ben Belitt(White River Junction, Vermont)Bringing “only what is needed—essentialtoilet articles” in a paper bag,dressed as for dying, one sees the..
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Election Day
Warm sun, quiet airan old man sitsin the doorway ofa broken house--boards for windowsplaster fallingfrom between the stonesand strokes the headof a..
© William Carlos Williams