Poem A Day – March 26, 2016

#MIDDLEBURY Meditation for the Silence of Morning Adam Clay I wake myself imagining the shape of the day and where I will find myself within it. Language is not often in that shape, but ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – March 25, 2016

#MIDDLEBURY For Sale Margo Taft Stever My childhood house is stripped, bared, open to the public. The for-sale sign impales the front pasture, grass is cut and prim, no trimmings left ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – March 24, 2016

#MIDDLEBURY Chaim Soutine: The Errant Road, 1939 Cole Swensen as if a road could be otherwise but geometry defies the man who is lost on the road that the trees want to reach and reach ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – March 23, 2016

#MIDDLEBURY Serious Moonlight Camille Guthrie Serious moonlight fell brightly on the mountains tonight Elegant moonlight fell loudly on the deer asleep in the yard Broken moonlight ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – March 22, 2016

#MIDDLEBURY In This Age of Hard Trying, Nonchalance Is Good and Marianne Moore “really, it is not the business of the gods to bake clay pots.” They did not do it in this ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – March 21, 2016

#MIDDLEBURY The Florist Wears Knee-Breeches Wallace Stevens My flowers are reflected In your mind As you are reflected in your glass. When you look at them, There is nothing in your ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – March 20, 2016

#MIDDLEBURY Colorado Carl Adamshick My dream lives close to my lungs. Sometimes I feel it as a pen spilling ink in the dark purse of my breathing. My body lives here in Colorado, in ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – March 19, 2016

#MIDDLEBURY Opportunity Costs Barbara Ras Thrushes, alert for opportunity, sleep in winks of thirty seconds or less. Has Guinness tracked the longest sigh on record and was it exhaled ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – March 18, 2016

#MIDDLEBURY Cross Heart David Biespiel I heard it on the radio, A woman’s voice saying, I like for you to be The space far away Where poetry figures out Why you are still But ... Continue Reading →

Poem A Day – March 17, 2016

#MIDDLEBURY Utopia: Love As Last Day Joe Hall The forest rings so wide, it is the world. The sky, ocean, hand In hand rising to tides, particulate excreta. The river mouth The moon ... Continue Reading →