Poem: “Epitaph,” by Merrit Malloy

Poem: “Epitaph,” by Merrit Malloy

When I die Give what’s left of me away To children And old men that wait to die. And if you need to cry, Cry for your brother Walking the street beside you. And when you need me, Put your arms Around anyone And give them What you need to give to me. I want to leave...
Poem: “The Moment,” by Margaret Atwood

Poem: “The Moment,” by Margaret Atwood

The moment when, after many years of hard work and a long voyage you stand in the centre of your room, house, half-acre, square mile, island, country, knowing at last how you got there, and say, I own this, is the same moment when the trees unloose their soft arms...
Poem: “The Cold Within,” by James Patrick Kinney

Poem: “The Cold Within,” by James Patrick Kinney

Six humans trapped by happenstance In bleak and bitter cold. Each one possessed a stick of wood Or so the story’s told. Their dying fire in need of logs The first man held his back For of the faces round the fire He noticed one was black. The next man looking ‘cross...
Poem: “Morning Meditation,” by Rainer Maria Rilke

Poem: “Morning Meditation,” by Rainer Maria Rilke

Have patience with everything unresolved in your heart, and try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Do not search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able...