Poem A Day – Dec. 27, 2015
Winter Leafage
Edith Matilda Thomas
Each year I mark one lone outstanding tree,
Clad in its robings of the summer past,
Dry, wan, and shivering in the wintry blast.
It will not pay ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Dec. 26, 2015
The Desplaines Forest
Edgar Lee Masters
The sun has sunk below the level plain,
And yet above the forest’s leafy gloom
The glory of the evening lightens still.
Smooth as a mirror ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Dec. 25, 2015
Holidays
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The holiest of all holidays are those
Kept by ourselves in silence and apart;
The secret anniversaries of the heart,
When the full river of feeling ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Dec. 24, 2015
Sounds of the Winter
Walt Whitman
Sounds of the winter too,
Sunshine upon the mountains – many a distant strain
From cheery railroad train – from nearer field, barn, house
The ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Dec. 23, 2015
Taking My Father and Brother to The Frick
Derrick Austin
Disembark the Turners seem to say,
those starburst barges glowing in the dusk,
but I can’t read old Rembrandt,
his guarded ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Dec. 21, 2015
Ode of Girls’ Things
Sharon Olds
I loved the things that were ours – pink gloves,
hankies with a pastoral scene in one corner.
There was a lot we were not allowed to do,
but ... Continue Reading →
Paw’s Corner – Young puppy just can’t ‘hold it’
By SAM MAZZOTTA
DEAR PAW’S CORNER: We adopted a puppy last month. Jake is having some problems adjusting to his new home. He has soiled his own bed three times so far (we crate ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Dec. 19, 2015
What the Thrush Said
John Keats
O Thou whose face hath felt the Winter’s wind,
Whose eye has seen the snow-clouds hung in mist,
And the black elm tops ‘mong the freezing ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Dec. 18, 2015
Jack Rabbit Slims Convenience Store
Kerry James Evans
It sits between the Dollar General
and Rescue Alley, begging
for change, white sign
with a Jack Rabbit dressed
like a ’40s ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Dec. 17, 2015
The world, how
Martha Rhodes
The world, how greenesses
pop up. I’d forgotten. To be
found millions of years later,
mountains of bones ground down.
The tiniest with the largest.
You ... Continue Reading →
