After a Photograph of Dark Firs
by L.L. Barkat
You see how the trees are touching
how the gap in the sky is only white space . . .
Evelyn Hope
by Robert Browning
Beautiful Evelyn Hope is dead!
Sit and watch by her side an hour…
Love Is Not All—Sonnet XXX
by Edna St. Vincent Millay
Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink
Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain . . .
Love Song
by L.L. Barkat
My table is long,
my window open . . .
She Walks in Beauty
by Lord Byron
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies . . .
Some Kiss We Want
by Rumi
There is some kiss we want
with our whole lives . . .
Tiny Machine
by Dave Malone
For lovers like us, time moves
backwards and forwards . . .
Unmarked
by Dave Malone
No calendars mark
the first day of autumn . . .
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why
by Edna St. Vincent Millay
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why,
I have forgotten, and what arms have lain
Under my head till morning; but the rain . . .
