By Thomas Page I am student teaching a senior level class in Washington, DC. They have to write some poems on these prompts. I decided to try all 30 of them. However, I will not say what the prompt was but what it number was. Prompt #3 Oceanography I’d suppose that you would like to … Continue reading “Kerosene”
“Ubermensch”
By Thomas Page I am student teaching a senior level class in Washington, DC. They have to write some poems on these prompts. I decided to try all 30 of them. However, I will not say what the prompt was but what its number was. Prompt #2 This isn’t all that it’s cracked up to … Continue reading “Ubermensch”
“Wasps and Honeybees”
By Thomas Page I am student teaching a senior level class in Washington, DC. They have to write some poems on these prompts. I decided to try all 30 of them. However, I will not say what the prompt was but what its number was. Prompt #1 Wasps and Honeybees live in the garden republic … Continue reading “Wasps and Honeybees”
Alphabets: Epsilon
By Thomas Page 1: Decide an idea for a poem. This usually happens when you’re the least able to write it down. 2: Consider the consequences of trying to commit an idea good enough for a poem onto paper. 3: Throw it away with the same enthusiasm as an empty bag of cheese puffs. 4: … Continue reading Alphabets: Epsilon
Alphabets: Delta
By Thomas Page Rivers flow into the bays into the oceans into the sky. Supposedly. I think about this as I watch the light on Riggs turn red for the umpteenth time And my chances of being at work on time dwindle Like the rain into a rainbow. I’ve learned to accept this fact. Some … Continue reading Alphabets: Delta
The Untranslatable: Tampo
By Thomas Page This is a series of poems of words that do not directly translate into English. I have tried to capture the essence of the word in a poem. A viper buried deep in the dirt Posing as a rose bush with a poisoned thorn Producing an aroma sweet as misery Of the … Continue reading The Untranslatable: Tampo
Alphabets: Gamma
By Thomas Page Have you ever been to the museum and covered your eye To see the painting defy the laws of physics From yards away in a gallery? Eyes have not seen Ear has not heard Can I ever trust my senses to make sense of what I sense? Does it even … Continue reading Alphabets: Gamma
The Untranslatable: Han
By Thomas Page This is a series of poems of words that do not directly translate into English. I have tried to capture the essence of the word in a poem. The world is an impressionist’s eye exam With the letters blurred from a certain distance. The people you encounter everyday Will always be … Continue reading The Untranslatable: Han
“Recitation”
By Thomas Page I’ve never read any of my poems in public. Not because I have some apprehension about sharing them in a room mixed of strangers and friends But just that I prefer people to read them themselves. I tend to write “closet poems” like many of the plays of the Roman language, … Continue reading “Recitation”
The Untranslatable: Madrugada
By Thomas Page This is a series of poems of words that do not directly translate into English. I have tried to capture the essence of the word in a poem. The highway holds an eerie quality When the horns belonging to steel horses Evaporate with the stalled tires in garages far away. The moon, … Continue reading The Untranslatable: Madrugada
Academy of the Heart And Mind 