English poetry

Poems in English


This morning Two mockingbirds In the green field Were spinning and tossing The white ribbons Of their songs Into the […]


In April The ponds open Like black blossoms, The moon Swims in every one; There’s fire Everywhere: frogs shouting Their […]

Aunt Leaf

Needing one, I invented her – The great-great-aunt dark as hickory Called Shining-Leaf, or Drifting-Cloud Or The-Beauty-of-the-Night. Dear aunt, I’d […]

Fall Song

Another year gone, leaving everywhere Its rich spiced residues: vines, leaves, The uneaten fruits crumbling damply In the shadows, unmattering […]

The Journey

One day you finally knew What you had to do, and began, Though the voices around you Kept shouting Their […]

The Fish

The first fish I ever caught Would not lie down Quiet in the pail But flailed and sucked At the […]


I have been thinking About living Like the lilies That blow in the fields. They rise and fall In the […]

Clapp’s Pond

Three miles through the woods Clapp’s Pond sprawls stone gray Among oaks and pines, The late winter fields Where a […]

A Letter from Home

She sends me news of blue jays, frost, Of stars and now the harvest moon That rides above the stricken […]


The oaks shone Gaunt gold On the lip Of the storm before The wind rose, The shapeless mouth Opened and […]


In the afternoon I watched The she-bear; she was looking For the secret bin of sweetness – Honey, that the […]


Under the leaves, under The first loose Levels of earth They’re there quick As beetles, blind As bats, shy As […]

The Swan

Did you too see it, drifting, all night, on the black river? Did you see it in the morning, rising […]

White Night

All night I float In the shallow ponds While the moon wanders Burning, Bone white, Among the milky stems. Once […]

The Family

The dark things of the wood Are coming from their caves, Flexing muscle. They browse the orchard, Nibble the sea […]

Two Kinds of Deliverance

1 Last night the geese came back, Slanting fast From the blossom of the rising moon down To the black […]

Yes! No!

How necessary it is to have opinions! I think the spotted trout Lilies are satisfied, standing a few inches above […]

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