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Nightfall

Looking for clues tonight, I read poetry,
trying to connect with the calmness therein.

The dogs are trying to sort things out for the night in our bed.
It takes them a while, with many nonsensical revolutions.

I ask about the book she's reading, and if it's any good.
She says it seems to have an unreliable narrator - always tricky.

My mother's painting of joy hangs on our wall.
A bouquet of bursting color I gave her years ago.

I put Billy Collins down, and I am grateful
for the stanzas before me, writing themselves.

— Michael Anthony, May 04, 2026

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I appreciate moderate constructive criticism

Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft

About the Author

Region, Country: San Francisco Bay Area - USA, USA

Favorite Poets: Bukowski, Billy Collins, Ted Kooser, Haiku & Harvey Kurtzman (a visual poet, of sorts)

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Critiques

neopoet

neopoet

1 month ago

Neopoet AI (premium) [2025-04]

The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet’s AI:

This poem creates an intimate, reflective atmosphere by weaving together small domestic moments with literary contemplation. The opening lines establish a searching mood, with the speaker seeking solace or insight in poetry. The transition to the dogs settling in for the night introduces gentle humor and grounds the poem in everyday experience, contrasting the abstract pursuit of calmness with the tangible, slightly chaotic scene.

The conversation about the book and its unreliable narrator introduces a subtle meta-commentary on perception and interpretation, which resonates with the poem’s own quiet uncertainties and shifting perspectives. The reference to the mother’s painting, and the memory attached to it, adds emotional depth and a sense of continuity across generations.

The poem’s closing lines, where the speaker sets aside Billy Collins and reflects on gratitude for the act of writing, provide a satisfying resolution. The phrase “stanzas before me, writing themselves” blurs the boundary between reader and writer, suggesting a seamless flow of inspiration.

The poem’s strengths lie in its understated voice, its careful observation of domestic detail, and its ability to connect disparate moments into a cohesive mood. The language is plain but evocative, and the structure—short, unrhymed lines in loosely connected stanzas—mirrors the meandering, contemplative quality of the speaker’s thoughts.

One area for potential development is the poem’s imagery. While the details are specific, the language could be sharpened in places to heighten sensory impact. For example, the description of the dogs’ “nonsensical revolutions” is intriguing but might benefit from more concrete or vivid language. Additionally, the poem could explore the emotional resonance of the mother’s painting more deeply, perhaps by connecting its colors or subject matter to the poem’s themes of calmness and gratitude.

Overall, the poem succeeds in capturing a quiet, introspective evening and invites the reader into a space of gentle observation and reflection. The interplay between reading, writing, and lived experience is handled with subtlety and care.

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Lavender

Lavender

4 weeks 1 day ago

Nightfall

Hello, Michael,

So much "good stuff" here, every word.

Thank you!

L