Love’s language is hyperbole, but whispered,
sibilant similes and promises sotto voce.
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: love poetry, melancholy, repetend, Richard Hoffman, unsettling, villanelle
Love’s language is hyperbole, but whispered,
sibilant similes and promises sotto voce.
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: love poetry, melancholy, repetend, Richard Hoffman, unsettling, villanelle
All you who are awake in the dark of the night,
all you companions of the one lit window
in the knuckled-down row of sleeping houses
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: conversational, Helen Dunmore, loneliness, night, work
“It seems to be the five stages
of yeast, not grief,
you like to write about,”
Categories: Poetry
Tagged: conversational, food, Linda Pastan, philosophy