Sonnet For Minimalists Lyrics & Chords By Mona Van Duyn

When I see birches bend to left and right Across the lines of straighter darker trees, I like to think some boy's been swinging them. But swinging doesn't bend them down to stay ...read more

If I were tickled by the rub of love, A rooking girl who stole me for her side, Broke through her straws, breaking my bandaged string, If the red tickle as the cattle calve ...read more

Do not go gentle into that good night Old age should burn and rage at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light Though wise men at their end know dark is right ...read more

After you finish your work After you do your day After you've read your reading After you've written your say — You go down the street to the hot dog stand, One block down...read more