Classic poem of the day
I
The ship moves
but its smoke
moves with the wind
faster than the ship
— thick coils of it
through leafy trees
pressing
upon the river
II
The heat makes
this place of the woods
a room
in which two robins pain
crying
distractedly
over the plight of
their unhappy you......
Member poem of the day
These are poems about sinking, poems about drowning, poems about loss, and poems about new discoveries we sometimes make while feeling lost...
Sinking
by Michael R. Burch
for Virginia Woolf
Weigh me down with stones…
fill all the pockets of my gown…
I’m going down,
mad as the world
that can’t recover,
to where even mermaids drown.
Door Mouse
by Michael R. Burch
