Morgan Michaels


Morgan Michaels Poems

121. Goethe In Dormition 3/31/2012
122. Goethe In Dormition Ii 3/31/2012
123. Goethe In Dormition Iii 3/31/2012
124. Lied 4/2/2012
125. Lied Iii 4/2/2012
126. John 4/3/2012
127. John Ii 4/3/2012
128. John Iii 4/3/2012
129. Equals 4/6/2012
130. An Eccentric 4/11/2012
131. An Eccentric Ii 4/11/2012
132. An Eccentric Iii 4/11/2012
133. Theoretically 4/12/2012
134. Centenary 4/15/2012
135. Toast 4/19/2012
136. Toast Ii 4/19/2012
137. To A Lady 4/19/2012
138. A Simple Awakening 4/20/2012
139. Sine Qua Non 4/27/2012
140. Praise And Blame 4/28/2012
141. Overheard 4/29/2012
142. A Case 4/30/2012
143. Fate 5/2/2012
144. Elephant's Graveyard Ii 5/10/2012
145. Elephant's Graveyard Iii 5/10/2012
146. David 5/11/2012
147. Museum Of The City Of... 5/11/2012
148. Museum Of The City Of...Ii 5/12/2012
149. Museum Of The City Of...Iii 5/12/2012
150. Museum Of The City Of...Iv 5/12/2012
151. Jochanal (After Wilde) 5/13/2012
152. Venus Ii 5/26/2012
153. Lament-O 5/26/2012
154. Diotima 5/29/2012
155. Randolph 6/1/2012
156. Valeria 6/6/2012
157. Albi Ne Doleus...Horace 6/7/2012
158. Mirth 6/7/2012
159. Rainbow 6/10/2012
160. Censored 6/11/2012

Comments about Morgan Michaels

  • Diane Hine Diane Hine (6/12/2014 11:36:00 PM)

    Morgan Michaels' poems are as fine as Leonardo's sketches.

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  • Megan Russell (12/20/2012 11:30:00 AM)

    Can you do me a favor and let me know what you think about my second poem 'Untitled.' I am new to writting poetry and Im curious to know what you think.

  • Filippo Stella Filippo Stella (11/4/2012 8:20:00 AM)

    I prefer to read 50 poems like these, than one only poem of 50 lines

    well, it will take at least 1 week to read all
    anyway, I did it with E.D., I can do it also with M.M.
    =)

Best Poem of Morgan Michaels

Under Heavan

Clouds under heaven fly
Winds over meadow hie
Through kept field and forest wild
Rambles my motherless child.

Leaves along the alley fly
Over the valley ravens cry
Higher than the mountain lies
The land of the heart's desire.


Hesse

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Uprisings

Up slides the blind and out of remotest heaven
from a perlmutter sky
falls the pure, the Brownian, upward drifting snow
casually but surely, in high-blown whorls;
on the rail has settled a bluish inch.
'It's cold', croaks the bird, on yellow, thin legs,

so I rise. Snow fills last years rifts and sifts
on sticks and galls and nodes of last years'

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