A Collection of Poets —

A Poem of Lines


Have you ever thought seriously about reflections?
—Laura Gilpin

I celebrate myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belong to you.
—Walt Whitman

We will wear new bones again.
—Lucille Clifton

His enemy was a dragon laced with medals.
—Nancy Willard

Far off in the red mangroves
an alligator has heaved himself onto a
hummock of grass
and lies there, studying his poems.
—Mary Oliver

You and I, are we in the same story?
—Marge Piercy

She's a copperheaded waitress,
tired and sharp-worded...
—Judy Grahn

What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
—Langston Hughes


Mama Earth is wearing
her mask of drought...
—Wendy Rose

How many miles
into cloudy peaks?
—Galway Kinnell

Grazed through much child-bearing
the moon is staggering in the sky...
—W.B. Yeats

Outside the full moon
watches a large dry leaf
fall to the ground
—Lucy Tapahonso

Cocoanut
has the moon inside
—W.S. Merwin

The blackness somewhere gorged glass on a sky.
—Hart Crane

The first bright day has broken
the back of winter
—Audre Lorde

What happens to a dream deferred?