This poem was rejected by the New Yorker by Peter Davison, who sent a nice personal letter praising the rhymes. So, since they don’t want it, try it here. A fly. You’ve all been there…
Category: Poetry
An Entomological Lesson
Little is known of the predators of blister beetles. But we can speculate…
A Poem from 1983
I wrote this when my brother, Phil, and I were lamenting on things going wrong. It seems appropriate for Democrats now, and Republicans in a couple years.
Benjamin Franklin
Poems
THE CAT
THE SNAIL
Christmas Song
A few short poems
Two Poems for Robert Frost:
Nursery Rhymes