2052 Auditorium Poet with a prize medal Pulls words out of me Share:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Standard
1127 Castle, poetry Robert Hass just stole my pen Thick wood door, cold air Share:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Standard
1114 Spinach on pizza Friend back from Sarajevo We speak translation Share:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Standard
1004 Sharon Olds reading People holding candles pass Feel the moon moving Share:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Standard
967 My voice from the stage Theatre of listeners Poems full of birds Share:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Standard
877 Carl Phillips’ tattooHalf hidden under his sleevePoem called “Harness” Share:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Standard
819 Yellow house, poems Robert Pinsky’s cat, Bobo Purring on my lap Share:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Standard
813 Billy Collins reads Two microphones for questions Behind him, planes land Share:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Standard
798 Grolier Book Shop Major Jackson, Ed Pavlić Poems full of street Share:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Standard
780 Poet with blue eyes Soy sauce in her third stanza Fortune in her hands Share:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Standard
