The Long Boat
When his boat snapped loose From its mooring, under The screaking of the gulls, He tried at first to wave […]
Author: Stanley Kunitz
An Old Cracked Tune
My name is Solomon Levi, The desert is my home, My mother’s breast was thorny, And father I had none. […]
The Dark and the Fair
A roaring company that festive night; The beast of dialectic dragged his chains, Prowling from chair to chair is the […]
The Quarrel
The word I spoke in anger Weighs less than a parsley seed, But a road runs through it That leads […]