The editor of the school paper came at the appointed hour and found the old poet in his backyard alert in a lawn chair with a

Like that broad in an apricot bra hanging over the sill of her tenement window, the sun is over me now, its nectar laughing and falling.

As autumn turns colder there’s only one moth fluttering at midnight around the porch light. He’s the last of the flock

The day Paul got married, his old girlfriend called his hous… just before he and his bride Anne caught the plane for their honeymo… Paul was outside packing the car

It is said brave folks who understand this new world understand demons. Donal Mahoney

As the snow swirls around them, an old man in a wheelchair uses sign language to tell another old man standing at the bus stop, “Friend,

Maury’s wife frets about growing old withering up and sagging so it’s up to Maury

A good reason to get married, Tim told me before he died, is you need a driver to take you home from a colonoscopy. When cancer runs in the family

Six months ago an old black couple moved into an old brick house on a block of old white people. A dither erupted over the fences

There are poems everywhere but you have to find them, a teacher told my class long ago. I was a kid sitting at a desk, cowlicks sprouting from my scalp,

In my all-boys school sixty years ago there were two boys who were different. All four years they walked to classes together, books

He’s always believed people of every faith can live in peace together in America no matter what happens

Around his navel this morning a halo, a red stipple Hopkins would love: “Glory be to God for dappled thin… It’s a gift from this woman

I told my wife the other night when she came back to bed my feet were cold so now’s the time for me to tell her not to bury me or burn me

Willie has mixed emotions about homeless Syrians coming to America but his wife Millie says we should take them in.