English poetry

Poems in English

The Goose Fish

On the long shore, lit by the moon To show them properly alone, Two lovers suddenly embraced So that their […]

Insomnia I

Some nights it’s bound to be your best way out, When nightmare is the short end of the stick, When […]

Ozymandias II

I met a guy I used to know, who said: “You take your ’57 Karnak, now, The model that they […]


You know the old story Ann Landers tells About the houseife in her basement doing the wash? She’s wearing her […]

The Dependencies

This morning, between two branches of a tree Beside the door, epeira once again Has spun and signed his tapestry […]

Storm Windows

People are putting up storm windows now, Or were, this morning, until the heavy rain Drove them indoors. So, coming […]

The Lobster

Here at the Super Duper, in a glass tank Supplied by a rill of cold fresh water Running down a […]

A Spell before Winter

After the red leaf and the gold have gone, Brought down by the wind, then by hammering rain Bruised and […]

The Blue Swallows

Across the millstream below the bridge Seven blue swallows divide the air In shapes invisible and evanescent, Kaleidoscopic beyond the […]

Amateurs of Heaven

Two lovers to a midnight meadow came High in the hills, to lie there hand and hand Like effigies and […]


The waters deep, the waters dark, Reflect the seekers, hide the sought, Whether in water or in air to drown. […]


Flaubert wanted to write a novel About nothing. It was to have no subject And be sustained upon the style […]


You see them vanish in their speeding cars, The many people hastening through the world, And wonder what they would […]


When in still air and still in summertime A leaf has had enough of this, it seems To make up […]

Lion & Honeycomb

He didn’t want to do it with skill, He’d had enough of skill. If he never saw Another villanelle, it […]

Learning by Doing

They’re taking down a tree at the front door, The power saw is snarling at some nerves, Whining at others. […]


This admirable gadget, when it is Wound on a string and spun with steady force, Maintains its balance on most […]


The fishermen on Lake Michigan, sometimes, For kicks, they spit two hunks of bait on hooks At either end of […]

Walking the Dog

Two universes mosey down the street Connected by love and a leash and nothing else. Mostly I look at lamplight […]

The Makers

Who can remember back to the first poets, The greatest ones, greater even than Orpheus? No one has remembered that […]

Learning the Trees

Before you can learn the trees, you have to learn The language of the trees. That’s done indoors, Out of […]