Prose poems blend poetic language with prose’s straightforward flow, eschewing traditional verse structures for a paragraph-like format. They often explore complex themes and emotions with rhythmic intensity, imagery, and lyricism, bridging the gap between poetry and narrative prose.
‘A Plate’ is a modernist abstract experimental prose poem that explores thoughts triggered by ordinary objects.
A PLATE.
An occasion for a plate, an occasional resource is in buying and how soon does washing enable a selection of the same thing neater. If the party is small a clever song is in order.
‘Woman Work’ by Maya Angelou is a poem that celebrates women’s strength. It uses natural imagery to speak on this topic and various others.
I've got the children to tend
The clothes to mend
The floor to mop
The food to shop
‘Light, oh where is the light?’ by Rabindranath Tagore is about how important love is if one is trying to maintain a happy life.
Light, oh where is the light? Kindle it with the burning fire of desire!
There is the lamp but never a flicker of a flame,—is such thy fate, my heart! Ah, death were better by far for thee!
‘Welcome to Holland’ by Emily Perl Kingsley is an essay that looks at life with a disabled child, using a travel metaphor to show how the unexpected can yield positive experiences.
I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this……
Lincoln honors the fallen soldiers of the civil war by calling for a persistent pursuit of their goal of upholding the nation’s ideals.
Fourscore and seven years ago
our fathers brought forth upon this continent
a new nation,
conceived in liberty,
‘The Fig Tree’ by Sylvia Plath is a prose poem wherein the author describes feeling overwhelmed with the amount of choices that are ahead of them.
I saw my life branching out before me
like the tip is tree in then tie a fat
purple fig, a wonderful future
beckoned and winked. One fig was a
‘I Was Sitting in McSorley’s’ is a prose poem in which Cummings describes his experiences sitting inside one of his favorite watering holes, contrasting the world outside with the world within.
i was sitting in mcsorley's. outside it was New York and beautifully snowing.
Inside snug and evil. the slobbering walls filthily push witless
creases of screaming warmth chuck pillows are noise funnily swallows
‘An American Sunrise’ by Joy Harjo is a powerful poem about Native American culture written by the current Poet Laureate of the United States. The poem explores the struggles of the poet’s community as well as the successes and celebrations.
We were running out of breath, as we ran out to meet ourselves. We
Were surfacing the edge of our ancestors’ fights, and ready to Strike.
It was difficult to lose days in the Indian bar if you were Straight.
‘I have a dream’ by Martin Luther King Jr. is a public speech the civil rights activist delivered on August 28th, 1963. In it, he called for an end to racism in the United States and all its related policies.
I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character. I have a dream today.
‘On Children’ is the third prose-poem of Kahlil Gibran’s best-loved work, “The Prophet”. Through this poem, the prophet Al Mustafa explores how parents should think about their children.
And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said, Speak to us of Children.
And he said:
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
‘On Love’ appears in the second part of Kahlil Gibran’s best-known work “The Prophet”. It is a thoughtful meditation on spiritual love by the prophet Al Mustafa.
Then said Almitra, Speak to us of Love.
And he raised his head and looked upon the people, and there fell a stillness upon them. And with a great voice he said:
When love beckons to you, follow him,
‘Rape Joke’ by Patricia Lockwood was published on the website The Awl in July 2013. In this prose-poem, Lockwood shares her memory of an incident of rape that happened with herself.
The rape joke is that you were 19 years old.
The rape joke is that he was your boyfriend.
The rape joke it wore a goatee. A goatee.