After You Have Vanished -by Kevin Prufer

The little red jewel in the bottom of your wineglass
is so lovely I cannot rinse it out…

Looking at My Father -by Wendy Xu

It’s the inside which comes out, as I contemplate
him there half in sunlight, weeding diligently…

The Dream -by John Donne

Dear love for nothing less than thee
Would I have broke this happy dream…

Touched by An Angel -by Maya Angelou

We, unaccustomed to courage
exiles from delight…

When All My Five and Country Senses See

A poem by Dylan Thomas.

When all my five and country senses see….