Poetry

Sci-fi Land There was a time when people could converse, go to the beach, frolic in sand and sea, play tennis, baseball, lacrosse, other sports, or show up on the gym to have a swim. I mean they might really ...
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By the stream, a mindless bird, a drab but red-eyed vireo, spends his days warbling ornate, candid messages. He broadcasts them into the wood, no thought of being understood. A brittle, juicy Tussock moth — a meal stuck to a ...
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(Written by the English soldier and statesman, 1554?–1618, just before his execution) GO, Soul, the body’s guest, Upon a thankless errand; Fear not to touch the best; The truth shall be thy warrant: Go, since I needs must die, 5 ...
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