Poem A Day – Jan. 14, 2017
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Now
Robert Browning
Out of your whole life give but a moment!
All of your life that has gone before,
All to come after it, – so you ignore,
So you make perfect the ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Jan. 13, 2017
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Earthy Anecdotes
Wallace Stevens
Every time the bucks went clattering
Over Oklahoma
A firecat bristled in the way.
Wherever they went,
They went clattering,
Until they swerved,
In ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Jan. 12, 2017
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Read Genesis
Gerald Stern
I was betrayed by Bohemia early
in my life and left a run-down hotel
with my eye swollen shut by an insect bite
but got my revenge in France and ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Jan. 11, 2017
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San Sebastian
Spencer Reece
Still singing in my cell
of succulents, staked by a man
who fled. Nothing personal.
How often I get that wrong …
I move on –
some ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Jan. 10, 2017
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Jack-in-the-Pulpit
Kimiko Hahn
after William Carlos Williams’ “Queen-Anne’s-Lace”
Remote purple lays claim to stem,
beside routine stripes of green ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Jan. 9, 2017
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Music from Childhood
John Yau
You grow up hearing two languages. Neither fits your fits
Your mother informs you “moon” means “window to another world.”
You ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Jan. 8, 2017
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I Am the Whole Defense
Mai Der Vang
Mid-1700s, Southwestern China
Lightning is the creature who carries a knife.
Two months now,
The rains hold watch.
Statues bury in teak
Smeared ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Jan. 7, 2017
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Winter Trees
William Carlos Williams
All the complicated details
of the attiring and
the disattiring are completed!
A liquid moon
moves gently among
the long branches.
Thus ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Jan. 6, 2017
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To Winter
William Blake
O Winter! bar thine adamantine doors:
The north is thine; there hast thou built thy dark
Deep-founded habitation. Shake not thy roofs,
Nor bend thy ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Jan. 5, 2017
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My Father’s Tie Rack
Joan Larkin
Back of the door to his dark closet,
eye height, with clever steel
pegs I could flip both ways.
A row of pendulums. Of tongues.
Words, ... Continue Reading →
