Poem of the day

After War

by Louis Ginsberg

Like leaves a storm is furious at,

        Men flutter down in fields unfenced;

Yet Truth has a pact with nature that

        All Hate is powerless against.

 

As petals, crumbling to the ground,

        Cater to blossoms, mankind knows

The flower of Truth is lost and found

        In resurrection of the rose.

21 May

If I Were A Rose

by Sabrina Mahfouz

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INDIA ROPER-EVANS
Southbank Centre Poetry Library.Royal Festival Hall.Library, rare books, visitors
20 May

'I saw a peacock'

by Anonymous

19 May

A Long Run

by Erin Bolens

18 May

2. a.m.

by John Barnie

The barn owls hoot across the night

as if there were nothing there, no branch where they perch,

no stream fumbling its way across the valley floor.

 

Their cries try to measure if there's such a thing as distance

and whether they should launch from wherever they are

on whatever it is that flaps and makes them feel buoyant and

     may one day be called wings.

17 May

Dream of Burying My Grandmother Who Has No Grave

by Sharanya Manivannan

16 May

A made-up / true story

by Sam Winston