Author: Billy Collins

There are many that I miss Having sent my last one out a car window Sparking along the road one […]

The name of the author is the first to go Followed obediently by the title, the plot, The heartbreaking conclusion, […]

It seems these poets have nothing Up their ample sleeves They turn over so many cards so early, Telling us […]

I knew that James Whistler was part of the Paris scene, But I was still surprised when I found the […]

And I start wondering how they came to be blind. If it was congenital, they could be brothers and sister, […]

The Wind is ghosting around the house tonight And as I lean against the door of sleep I begin to […]

Remember the 1340’s? We were doing a dance called the Catapult. You always wore brown, the color craze of the […]

I wait for the holiday crowd to clear the beach Before stepping onto the first wave. Soon I am walking […]

Today we woke up to a revolution of snow, Its white flag waving over everything, The landscape vanished, Not a […]

I ask them to take a poem And hold it up to the light Like a color slide Or press […]