Still, Still, Still A Translation and Musical Arrangement of a German Carol   "Still, Still, Still" is a German-language...

  Ishtoka There’s a lake on the way to Ishtoka Bay whose name I won’t recite. It’s the kind of...

  Krampus Traces, Tracks and Rounds ’em up   The Prologue St. Nicholas compiles a list each year Of children...

  The Final Cricket The August cricket-choir’s crescendo, In percussive stereo, Extends its forte clamor, frantic For its final chance...

  Emotional Ocean We sail or putt a tiny skiff, When tidal waves force us adrift _Over white caps of...

  Virgo Too late, too late, the summertime has gone. Alone, I wander in the bleakening That creeps across the...

  Arga’il’s Epistle to the Priests of Moloch Hail, Brethren of the Sacrificial Rite, Ye priests of Moloch, pride of...

  Fog of Confusion I claim these rolling hills _Of age-old granite, And the shadow of their bulk _Upon my...

    https://youtu.be/lt_M2Lf99mE The book is available on Amazon here.     Leslie Lippincott Hidley is retired from the safety...

  Christmas Stockings   I Nigh ev’ry sock I’ve ever worn Was gift to me on Christmas morn– A fact...

  Dirty White Dwight’s Plight Finally, the rains return, And Dwight the snowman’s taciturn Sad features are yet sadder still,...

  Safer? My photos were safer in boxes My words were secure in my books. They say that the cloud’s...

  Up-up-up with a Fish A scowl crossed the face of the Cat in the Hat, on hearing the Fish...

  PTSD in Ilium Come, Lethe, draw me down into your dreamy deep, That I might clear my mind before...

Poet Adam Sedia reads his work at the Society of Classical Poets' in-person Poetry Symposium held in Naperville, Illinois on...

  Advice to a Cigar Aficionado If you smoke a cheap cigar You may get severe catarrh, For a poor...

  Summer’s End ---an Alfred Dorn sonnet It must have been a dream: the nodding boughs Of loveliness, midsummer nights...

  The Society of Classical Poets is proud to announce the publication of Homer's civilization-defining classic The Odyssey, translated by...

  Grave New Globe   I. Lair ---a pantoum You said that owning nothing was a blessing. You whipped our...

  Sunrise The world is blue at its beginning. Birth is what we wait for, at the edge of earth....

  No Doubt Someone Was Very Busy The shopping cart was in a parking space, And not the store’s close-by...

  Canzone at Evening by Francesco Petrarch (1304-1374) translated from Italian by Margaret Coats At the hour when heaven rapidly...

  Firefly Behold it glimmer through the trees— A lantern drifting soft and low— It weaves along the evening breeze,...

  Blooming Early or Late? This tyro of six years reads hardly a word. The idea of language displayed on...

  Ancestors Forlorn From elderly to youngest child, Methinks our forebears never smiled! It seems that every picture shows Each...

  Magic Show, North Country The puddling snowbank spills a silver trace, its melt a mirror shattered on the earth....

  Grandbaby Oh little child, you bring the mysteries of rainbows, storybooks, and pixie dust to life with tiny smiles....

  Rhyme Crimes How strange that rhymes for “wife” abound While rhymes for “husband” don’t exist. An “errant” “parent” might...

  Winter Looms Jack Frost has brushed the mountains’ crests And highland nymphs are shivering, The blackened mauve below the...

  Poor Minnesota Normal people have an issue recreating Mogadishu, while destroying each iota of what once was Minnesota. Minnesota...

The classical Chinese original has been versified in English by poet Evan Mantyk and is read by him at the...

  Burnham Beeches A weary pilgrim rests ‘neath ageless trees, Enraptured by a blackbird’s ancient rhyme; The tones of his...

    Milton’s Heavenly Muse words by John Milton (Dec. 9, 1608 - Nov. 8, 1674) musical interpretation for Milton's...

  The SCP has just learned of the recent passing of poet and artist Sally Cook. She had been contributing...

  Civilized Let’s be honest: the world has changed little since it was common knowledge that Jews are humanity’s enemy....

Dead Singer Gear-grind crushed the parrot’s beak and ground the skull to mucous mass. I found this gesture quite unique—...

  All the Colors With all the colors of the rainbow glowing in their hue, I find the one I...

  Ghost Lightning So ominous, this strange, unsettling sight: Sharp lightning pulses pierce the moonless sky In silence as if...

  Perfect Synchronicity He thought back to that hour at dusk’s still height, When bird-song sounded both, outside and in...

  Toads Don’t Fly On toad and frog hunt, evening this, A Friday, tenth of August bliss, Two thousand eighteen....