New Haven Poems - Poems about New Haven

...During finals week, I’d spent days on various reports and papers, scribbling in the margins of notes and books, checking facts, revising flashcards and prepping with friends. I’ve an unshakable faith......Read the rest...

...I had lunch with Randy, between classes today. It was a perfect day. The sky was an infinite, capri blue, the wind was stirring the environment, clouds were wispy and on high - in the fast lane where......Read the rest...

...Sunrise was just a red line in the inky void, as Lisa and I reached the harbor decking stairs, but at once, the brazen slash began widening, like a silent, slow motion explosion, thin, smoky wisp......Read the rest...

...My bf works in Geneva, Switzerland. I go to school in New Haven. We Facetime a lot - but it’s not ideal. “I wanted to tell you, that it’s been nice.” I told him somberly. “What do you mean?” He as......Read the rest...

...Everything’s been frantic since the break. What people don’t tell you about college, is that you’re just tired ALL of the time. I’m so tired, yawn ‘scuse me. So if you’re planning to talk ......Read the rest...

...It’s monsoon season here in New Haven, gone, are the banked, fluorescent colors of sunset. This feeling hit me, like a rogue wave. “We have to go out tonight,” I announced, to no one in particul......Read the rest...

...(There’s a song for this: ‘Confessions’ by Sudan Archives) I remember it like it was yesterday (it was yesterday). I arrived on a cool (42°f), blindingly sunny New Haven afternoon. It was as if......Read the rest...

...“22½ euros for a Martini,” Peter remarked, when he first scanned the menu. “It’s not like we aren’t going to get them,” I said, “we’re not going to cheap our way to abstinence." The waiter came and ......Read the rest...

...You can only spend so many hours in labs, study groups and classrooms - under relentless, fluorescent lighting - before you start feeling life withdrawal. When I hit that stresshold, I ne......Read the rest...

...This was last Saturday night. We were at a rooftop party in downtown New Haven thrown by ‘DocHouse.’ Doc-House is kind of a frat-house, owned by Dr. Melon, where he and seven doctoral students live. ......Read the rest...

...It’s a chill and rainy Saturday night in New Haven - it’s Superbowl eve! My roommates Leong, Anna and Lisa and I were playing a game of Upwards - it’s a scrabble-like word game and we’re all strangel......Read the rest...

...It’s going to snow tonight. It seems the brick shoulders of Elm Street will ooze, like watery eggnog, with a light snow tonight and we’re twitching with delight. The vibes of it are too much and s......Read the rest...

...I received a re-invitation email this morning. A ‘come on, why don’t you want to?’ note that struck me as odd. See, I’ve been ‘tapped’ for a couple of final clubs at Yale. It can happen if you earn t......Read the rest...

...Oh how I wish that I could be nothing or nowhere. An ethereal cloud. Floating... Without... A worry, a care or a doubt. A meandering, infinite corridor. Yet I embody no room number or floor. ......Read the rest...

...I traveled almost everywhere, growing up. It took years. The landscapes, flora and fauna, the art, music, cuisines and curse words all seem to blend together in my mind. Mount Fuji, the Rhine, the......Read the rest...