Poem A Day – Dec. 3, 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 the closed ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Dec. 2, 2016
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this sad little enclave of horses
Julian Talamantez Brolaski
of all the lines of all the subway cars in all of new york city
we walk into the one with a corpse
it just puts ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Dec. 1, 2016
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Galway Races
W.B. Yeats
There where the racecourse is
Delight makes all of the one mind
The riders upon the swift horses
The field that closes in behind.
We too had good ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Nov. 30, 2016
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Any Common Desolation
Ellen Bass
can be enough to make you look up
at the yellowed leaves of the apple tree, the few
that survived the rains and frost, shot
with late afternoon ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Nov. 28, 2016
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Glacier National Park & The Elegy
Prageeta Sharma
for Mike, July 2016
After Dale’s sudden cancer,
his body wasting swiftly to death,
I didn’t believe in ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Nov. 27, 2016
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Lunchtime with Woodwinds
Alli Warren
I wish I could write a song
to make the world
yield to this rushing
lapping what starts
tonguing what parts
any possible other world ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Nov. 26, 2016
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Song as Abridged Thesis of George Perkin Marsh’s Man & Nature
Major Jackson
(Poem on the Occasion of the Centenary of the National Park Service)
The pendulous ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Nov. 25, 2016
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Wildfire Moon (Summer, L.A. 2016)
Carol Muske-Dukes
for Bill Handley
Pale ash falls from
the sky. On the lanai,
a child finger-paints
a big red sun, twin to
the one that ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Nov. 23, 2016
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Hermes of the Ways
H.D.
I
The hard sand breaks,
And the grains of it
Are clear as wine.
Far off over the leagues of it,
The wind,
Playing on the wide shore,
Piles little ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Nov. 22, 2016
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Ode to Psyche
John Keats
O Goddess! hear these tuneless numbers, wrung
By sweet enforcement and remembrance dear,
And pardon that thy secrets should be sung
Even into thine ... Continue Reading →
