Vox Populi

A Public Sphere for Poetry, Politics, and Nature

Karen Friedland: These Limpid Days

how ridiculously grateful I am now
for whatever divine forces brought me here,
to this very porch, this very summertime

August 5, 2019 · 1 Comment

Elizabeth Romero: Summer Sunrise

The sun came up this morning
Like a madwoman’s red eye

June 19, 2019 · 1 Comment

John Clare: The Badger

The badger grunting on his woodland track
With shaggy hide and sharp nose scrowed with black
Roots in the bushes and the woods, and makes
A great high burrow in the ferns and brakes.

May 31, 2019 · Leave a comment

Joan E. Bauer: Duckweed  

In Branchville, New Jersey, home of Bear Swamp, I’m with the Frugal Traveler & to prove I’m no stranger to frugality, I find a $57-a-night special with a bathroom painted … Continue reading

October 22, 2018 · Leave a comment

Emily Dickinson: As Imperceptively as Grief

As imperceptibly as Grief The Summer lapsed away – Too imperceptible at last To seem like Perfidy – A Quietness distilled As Twilight long begun, Or Nature spending with herself … Continue reading

September 14, 2018 · 1 Comment

Elizabeth Romero: Summer Afternoon

At the furthest point there are clouds And more clouds and then the hill All crunchy green, then buildings Nearer and nearer, perfectly factual Dark empty windows and the flats … Continue reading

June 4, 2018 · Leave a comment

John Clare: I Love to See the Summer Beaming Forth

Sonnet I love to see the summer beaming forth And white wool sack clouds sailing to the north I love to see the wild flowers come again And mare blobs … Continue reading

July 20, 2016 · 1 Comment

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