Sep 22, 2016 | Aging, Italian Sonnet, Love, Sonnet, The Work of Greater Minds, Winter
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why, I have forgotten, and what arms have lain Under my head till morning; but the rain Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh Upon the glass and listen for reply, And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain For...
Sep 19, 2016 | Autumn, Sonnet, The Work of Greater Minds, Victorian Sonnet
Yet one smile more, departing, distant sun! One mellow smile through the soft vapory air, Ere, o’er the frozen earth, the loud winds run, Or snows are sifted o’er the meadows bare. One smile on the brown hills and naked trees, And the dark rocks whose summer wreaths...
Jul 15, 2016 | Alexandrine, Autumn, Erotic, Gus Stevens, Love, Seasons, Spring, Summer, Winter
Look my young fool, born with the Spring’s first green, our morning is all spent and now the afternoon bleeds red in the west. Will you really be so mean as to ignore the pot you set upon the coals? I want you, and the water will be boiling soon. Come, Fool,...
Jun 5, 2016 | Italian Sonnet, Sonnet, Summer, The Work of Greater Minds
Green little vaulter in the sunny grass, Catching your heart up at the feel of June, Sole voice that’s heard amidst the lazy noon, When even the bees lag at the summoning brass; And you, warm little housekeeper, who class With those who think the candles come...
May 8, 2016 | Dream, Gus Stevens, Seasons, Summer
Alive and heavy with health, syrup swells the root, and sun-dappled fields are filled with walking flowers: the blossoms of the body and the promise of fruit. We know, and delight, and dream away the hours; let us have sweet Summer’s cream ...
Feb 2, 2016 | Duncan King, Grief, Villanelle, Winter
Not one of us tried to remember what happened in that cave in the middle of tropical December The men burned to not less than ember villagers we’d tried to save not one of us tried to remember The two Portland boys in chain and fetter so long starved they could...
