The Simile Museum

Tag: Poetry

“The future isn’t what it used to be. Even Bowie thirsts
For something good and cold. Jets blink across the sky
Like migratory souls.”

-Tracy K. Smith

“When the clouds part
like stupid lovers,

I close my eyes and press
myself against

the eucalyptus tree.”

-Erika Sánchez

“I heard a Fly buzz – when I died –

The Stillness in the Room

Was like the Stillness in the Air –

Between the Heaves of Storm -”

-Emily Dickinson

“And Mother, startled, shook
out a dress with big peonies splashed like dirt
across the front, as if she had fallen
chasing after me in the rain.”

– Susan Mitchell

“I pass, like night, from land to land.”

-Samuel Coleridge


“Darkness fills her like a carbohydrate.”

-Daniela Gioseffi


“…someone somewhere
heard the gossip of exotic birds
and passed it on in the night
to another, sleeping curled like an ear…”

– Mary Ruefle

“God and I have become like two giant fat people living in a tiny boat.
We keep bumping into one another and laughing.”


“The best thing was to let language speak its piece while standing inside it–not like a knight in armor exactly, not like a mascot in a chicken suit.

-Rae Armantrout

“I don’t expect the anxiety to go away

but I want the anxiety to know

its place in the scheme of things

of which I seem to consist.

I want anxiety to be

not an attention getter or star,

but faceless, like a butler bearing trays”

-Michael Dennis Brown