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Poem 72, by Lady Kii, from the Ogura Hyakunin Isshu (One Hundred Poets, One Poem Each) Poem 72, in calligraphy in the hand of Abbot Genchin ...

REMEMBRANCE C OLD in the earth—and the deep snow piled above thee,     Far, far removed, cold in the dreary grave! Have I forgot, my only L...

Daybreak Have you seen the dawn go poaching in night ’ s orchard? See, she is coming back down eastern pathways overgrown with lily-blooms. ...

Concord Hymn         Sung at the Completion of the Battle Monument,         July 4, 1837 By the rude bridge that arched the flood,     Their...

Sad Steps Groping back to bed after a piss I part thick curtains, and am startled by    The rapid clouds, the moon’s cleanliness. Four o’clo...

ON BEING BROUGHT FROM AFRICA TO AMERICA.    ’T was mercy brought me from my Pagan land, Taught my benighted soul to understand That there’s ...

Luke Havergal Go to the western gate, Luke Havergal, There where the vines cling crimson on the wall, And in the twilight wait for what will...

31 With how sad steps, ô Moone, thou climb’st the skies,    How silently, and with how wanne a face,    What, may it be that even in heav’n...

THE OVEN BIRD There   is a singer everyone has heard, Loud, a mid-summer and a mid-wood bird, Who makes the solid tree trunks sound again. H...

  THE UNQUIET GRAVE A 1  ‘THE wind doth blow today, my love        And a few small drops of rain;     I never had but one true-love,        ...