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….