Poem A Day – Jan. 10, 2016
Moth Moon
Florence Ripley Mastin
Moth Moon, a-flutter in the lilac tree,
With pollen of the white stars on thy wings,
Oh! would I shared thy flight, thy fantasy,
The aimless beauty ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Jan. 9, 2016
Limitations
Henrietta Cordelia Ray
The subtlest strain a great musician weaves,
Cannot attain in rhythmic harmony
To music in his soul. May it not be
Celestial lyres send hints to him? ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Jan. 8, 2016
Fog
Vi Khi Nao
the sun drops his knee on fog
a diurnal genuflection that
explains the lack of clarity in the prayer’s thought
when god prays to himself
using the fog’s opaque ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Jan. 7, 2016
Emma Bovary
Monica Ferrell
I would have liked then for someone to touch me
So I could know the purpose of this hardship.
Black-eyed and impassive as a canyon,
From the hive of my mind, ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Jan. 6, 2016
Sorcery
Sandra Simonds
I’m a witch who lost all her powers, then
in place of my powers, I got the coiled beauty
of seashells and sleeping infants. The coiled
beauty of eardrums, ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Jan. 5, 2016
Letter Beginning with Two Lines by Czeslaw Milosz
Matthew Olzmann
You whom I could not save,
Listen to me.
Can we agree Kevlar
backpacks shouldn’t be needed
for children walking ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Jan. 4, 2016
My Doubt
Jane Hirshfield
I wake, doubt, beside you,
like a curtain half-open.
I dress doubting,
like a cup
undecided if it has been dropped.
I eat doubting,
work doubting,
go out to ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Jan. 3, 2016
The Answer
Carl Sandburg
You have spoken the answer.
A child searches far sometimes
Into the red dust
On a dark rose leaf
And so you have gone far
For the answer is:
Silence.
In the ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Jan. 2, 2016
January
William Carlos Williams
Again I reply to the triple winds
running chromatic fifths of derision
outside my window:
Play louder.
You will not succeed. I am
bound more to my sentences
the ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Jan. 1, 2016
The Leash
Ada Limon
After the birthing of bombs of forks and fear,
the frantic automatic weapons unleashed,
the spray of bullets into a crowd holding hands,
that brute sky opening in ... Continue Reading →
