Poem A Day – Feb. 13, 2017

#MIDDLEBURY Editor’s Note: This is the last Poem A Day available to us. The column is no longer in syndication. Alas Walter de la Mare One moment take thy rest. Out of mere nought ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – Feb. 12, 2017

#MIDDLEBURY Heavy Hieu Minh Nguyen The narrow clearing down to the river I walk alone, out of breath my body catching on each branch. Small children maneuver around me. Often, I want ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – Feb. 11, 2017

#MIDDLEBURY Elegy for a Year Joseph Fasano Before I watched you die, I watched the dying falter, their hearts curled and purring in them like kitfoxes asleep beside their shadows, their ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – Feb. 10, 2017

#MIDDLEBURY Children of Aleppo Chard deNiord The children were asking a thousand questions about why the sky was blue and grass was green when suddenly their tongues were stilled by ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – Feb. 9, 2017

#MIDDLEBURY Sea Garden Rosamond S. King Dead man’s fingers – short and still or waving spindles brain coral, mountain coral ground small – they would be pebbles if ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – Feb. 8, 2017

#MIDDLEBURY Who Makes Love to Us After We Die Diana Marie Delgado I turn on the radio and hear horses, girls becoming women after tragedy. Talk about dreams! His heart was covered in ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – Feb. 7, 2017

#MIDDLEBURY After Ch’u Yuan Ezra Pound I will get me to the wood Where the gods walk garlanded in wisteria, By the silver-blue flood move others with ivory cars. There come forth ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – Feb. 6, 2017

#MIDDLEBURY Thoughts While Walking Maxwell Bodenheim A steel hush freezes the trees. It is my mind stretched to stiff lace, And draped on high wide thoughts. My soul is a large sallow ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – Feb. 5, 2017

#MIDDLEBURY Let Them Not Say Jane Hirshfield Let them not say: we did not see it. We saw. Let them not say: we did not hear it. We heard. Let them not say: they did not taste it. We ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – Feb. 4, 2017

#MIDDLEBURY Cachexia Max Ritvo Today I woke up in my body and wasn’t that body anymore. It’s more like my dog – for the most part obedient, warming to me when I slip ... Continue Reading →