Poem A Day – March 24, 2016

#MIDDLEBURY Chaim Soutine: The Errant Road, 1939 Cole Swensen as if a road could be otherwise but geometry defies the man who is lost on the road that the trees want to reach and reach ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – March 23, 2016

#MIDDLEBURY Serious Moonlight Camille Guthrie Serious moonlight fell brightly on the mountains tonight Elegant moonlight fell loudly on the deer asleep in the yard Broken moonlight ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – March 22, 2016

#MIDDLEBURY In This Age of Hard Trying, Nonchalance Is Good and Marianne Moore “really, it is not the business of the gods to bake clay pots.” They did not do it in this ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – March 21, 2016

#MIDDLEBURY The Florist Wears Knee-Breeches Wallace Stevens My flowers are reflected In your mind As you are reflected in your glass. When you look at them, There is nothing in your ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – March 20, 2016

#MIDDLEBURY Colorado Carl Adamshick My dream lives close to my lungs. Sometimes I feel it as a pen spilling ink in the dark purse of my breathing. My body lives here in Colorado, in ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – March 19, 2016

#MIDDLEBURY Opportunity Costs Barbara Ras Thrushes, alert for opportunity, sleep in winks of thirty seconds or less. Has Guinness tracked the longest sigh on record and was it exhaled ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – March 18, 2016

#MIDDLEBURY Cross Heart David Biespiel I heard it on the radio, A woman’s voice saying, I like for you to be The space far away Where poetry figures out Why you are still But ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – March 17, 2016

#MIDDLEBURY Utopia: Love As Last Day Joe Hall The forest rings so wide, it is the world. The sky, ocean, hand In hand rising to tides, particulate excreta. The river mouth The moon ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – March 16, 2016

#MIDDLEBURY When Doves R.A. Villanueva At the columbarium dug by hand, a man points to where rock doves would be brought to nest, their eggs tended by priests, and the cave locked at ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – March 15, 2016

#MIDDLEBURY March Evening Amy Lowell Blue through the window burns the twilight; Heavy, through trees, blows the warm south wind. Glistening, against the chill, gray sky light, Wet, ... Continue Reading →