. Thy Servant Elizabeth _“Well-done, unswerving servant,” _All the church bells rang _On all the roads of England, _While all...

. To the Venezuelan Drug Runners Sleeping in the Sea To Tren de Aragua—congratulations on your new life as Caribbean...

. Hope By no means has my hope turned to despair. I’ve not the wakeful nights, the woeful gaze Up...

. Black Holes Some say the universe is full of holes That suck in all that is. At warp-speed, gone....

. Last Minute Change Fowl, tragic days, Hen-house ablaze; Chickens took flight. Tofu tonight? . . A Man Eating Chicken...

. Prefab Tabernacle They placed their prefab tabernacle there Between the supermarket and the gym And come each Sunday, clad...

. Poetic Justice Poetic justice: a literary device whereby virtue is ultimately rewarded and misdeeds punished, but only after an...

. Ned's Bad Day The gear that he intended was reverse,But to his detriment, he put the carIn drive. At...

. The poem "Libra" by Patricia Rogers Crozier read by the poet herself at the Society of Classical Poets online...

. Meddling A pair of cardinals build a Maytime nest outside my home, deep in a boxwood tree. My window...

. Sunflower Field _A boundless, isle-less sea of green Bestrewn with yellow starbursts gently swaying--- The heavens mirrored, dazzlingly displayed...

. Hypnos Wraiths of twilight-conjured mist: At last, a prospect of release. Come child, keep our nightly tryst. To you,...

. First Prize: $2,000. Publication on the Society's website and Journal. . Submission Fee: $20 (The fee comes with a...

. First Prize: $200. Publication in the Society's website and The Society of Classical Poets Journal. . Submission Fee: $5...

. Surviving the Cultural Revolution Why should this tourist want to take my picture? I’m just a woman who is...

. At Brown University, 14 August 2025 It is a fitting name, at least, For every building that I see...

. Spacewalk Around earth’s blue-white marble sphere the black is ancient, soundless, near; starry webs burn in dawnlike glare. A...

. Band of Brothers A picture of two soldiers in their prime. A scribbled note in cursive on the back....

. Coming Attractions (1994) Black is white, white is black, two and two is three. Put your common sense away,...

. Listen Britannia! Listen Britannia! All ye who would never be slaves. Hear the word of the Lord, He who...

. The Best Haiku of 2025 The Winner and Runners-Up of the Society of Classical Poets 2025 Haiku Competition Judged...

. A Reason for Hope __The sky so bright, __The morning mist, __The inbound flight Back to the items on...

. Lyrics by Philodemus of Gadara (circa 1st century BC) translated from Greek by Joseph S. Salemi . V.13 Charito...

. A Rant . I. Pay for a surrogate to birth you a kid. Feed it on formula falsely construed....

. To a Most Tempting Pancake “Quae mollis est, amanda est.” (What is soft, is to be loved) ---Libri Matutini...

. Sally in Our Alley ---written by Henry Carey (born Aug. 26) in 1725 Of all the girls that are...

. Ten Floors I stepped into our building’s entranceway.It was aglow from bright sunshine that day.With friends she walked inside...

. On the 125th Anniversary of Nietzsche's Death Mr. Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche wrote books that were dense and preachy, as...

. The poem "Extinction" by Mary Jane Myers read by the poet herself at the Society of Classical Poets online...

. A Poetic Retelling of the Myth of Icarus and Daedalus ---from "The Bird Man in the Sky" So early...

. When Prices Surge What happens to the prices when demand outstrips finite supply? Well, you’ll be darned to know...

. The Capital The capital looks like the setting of a zombie flick. The city once had swagger; it was...

. This poetry challenge comes from poet Roy E. Peterson: Provide a poem about your inspiring Muse. If you name...

. Gull Pacing the parapet hungrily eyeing papers and plastic cups in the dust, her kin overhead, wheeling, crying, watching...

. Shackled I crave a morning hit when I rise up, A trifle touch to take the edge away To...

. Farewell Colbert Late-night TV, when it started, didn’t have a path yet charted, but had teams of wise advisors...

. There Was a Time I Tried to Love the Sun There was a time I tried to love the...

. The poem "The Settlers" by Martin Rizley read by the poet himself at the Society of Classical Poets online...

. Umbra The blazing height of summer’s day Now darkens to weird quasi-night--- Translucent dusk, half-cloaking gray, Half-veiling darkness pierced...

. News of a Coup The news of a coup hits the headlines. No ears prick to listen or hear....