Poem A Day – Dec. 13, 2016
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Key to the Kingdom
Ted Mathys
July 2016
This is the key to the kingdom, rustproof
nickel silver, cut in the hardware aisle
by a man in uniform on a rotating steel
carbide ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Dec. 12, 2016
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Notes on the Below
Ada Limon
– For Mammoth Cave National Park
Humongous cavern, tell me, wet limestone, sandstone caprock,
bat-wing, sightless translucent cave shrimp,
this ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Dec. 11, 2016
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The Garden
Helen Hoyt
Do not fear.
The garden is yours
And it is yours to gather the fruits
And every flower of every kind,
And to set the high wall about it
And ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Dec. 10, 2016
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Historic Flaws
Bianca Stone
I am going to the mountains
where the alternating universe of autumn
descends over you at an erotic squat. Out of that blank
and meaningless ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Dec. 9, 2016
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Eros
Ralph Waldo Emerson
The sense of the world is short, –
Long and various the report, –
To love and be beloved;
Men and gods have not outlearned it;
And, ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Dec. 8, 2016
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Lacquer Prints [By Messenger]
Amy Lowell
One night
When there was a clear moon,
I sat down
To write a poem
About maple trees.
But the dazzle of moonlight
In the ink
Blinded ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Dec. 7, 2016
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Accepting Heaven at Great Basin
Nathalie Handal
When you doubt the world
look at the undivided darkness
look at Wheeler Peak
cliffs like suspended prayers
contemplate the ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Dec. 6, 2016
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Divine Overdose
Matthew Rohrer
We are even more modern
we are free
not to know
pining pining
til the trees are in
their autumn beauty
who knows why
we are free
an LP of ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Dec. 5, 2016
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Rendition
Katrina Roberts
If “truth is a fire,” as Klimt scrawled on a sketch for his
painting Nuda Veritas, “and to speak truth means to shine and
to ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Dec. 4, 2016
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In the Congaree
Samuel Amadon
I’m home. I’m not home. I’m on the road or
Off it, briefly. I’ve been out of place. I’ve been
Taking familiar ... Continue Reading →
