I knew a man who grew up poor
in a small town in rural America.
His parents worked hard and provided
but they still struggled.
This man was molested when he was little
and harassed while at school.
He walked through life with his head down,
his shoulders curled,
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“I died for Beauty, but was scarce” is a poem in which the speaker is dead. The speaker says she died for her beauty, but that beauty is not common. The speaker then says a man who died for truth is then laid to rest in a room across the way. The man asks the woman why she failed, she replies “for beauty”. The man says they are family. The two then talk until “moss reached [their] lips, / And covered up [their] names.” Continue Reading →
“Ode to Large Tuna in the Market” is about the author walking through the market and seeing a variety of different vegetables but only one fish, and the fish is what catches his eye and admiration the most. He goes on to brag about the greatness of this fish, the tuna. Continue Reading →
This poem is written like a note William Carlos Williams would write for his refrigerator in his doctor’s office for one of the nurses or partners. It is simply an apology letter for eating someone’s delicious plums. Continue Reading →
“a total stranger one black day” is about a man who does something to anger a “stranger”. The stranger then fights him. The stranger found it hard to forgive the speaker. It is then revealed that the stranger is himself and now they are immortal friends. Continue Reading →
Dylan Thomas writes about his father going blind and eventual death in this poem about living boldly. Thomas tells the reader to fight death and live life to its fullest before we die. Continue Reading →
Maya Angelou once again writes about racism and slavery in this poem about rising above hatred. The poem simply speaks about people putting her down for various reasons and her getting back up. Essentially she is saying, “Whatever doesn’t kill me makes me stronger.” She goes on to say that she is proud of the body she was given by her ancestors. Continue Reading →
“Another Reason Why I Don’t Keep a Gun in the House” is the title of the poem, but unlike most writings, the phrase isn’t included within. Instead, the title is meant as a way to show the readers his frustrations which may or may not be obvious to the reader from the writing. Continue Reading →
This poem is written in the voice of the author, speaking about moving on with life and letting the new generation take control. She carries her house on her like a bullet-proof shell and her dog is even wearing hard boots and has sharp jagged steel teeth that she uses to chomp on the “chains of fate”. But she wants to go now. Next, the author speaks about the differences between her generation and others. She mentions the Cuban Missile Crisis and how her generation is different than her parents. But now the world is “yours”. She wishes good luck and to “Have a nice day” sarcastically. Continue Reading →