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 →
Poem A Day – Nov. 21, 2016
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White Sands
Arthur Sze
– Walking along a ridge of white sand –
it’s cooler below the surface –
we stop and, gazing at an expanse
of dunes to the ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Nov. 18, 2016
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The afterlife of fame
David Trinidad
is dark
a neglected mansion
with vanishing court
rats in the empty pool
and antiquated actress
languishing
as ghost of her famous self
flickers ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Nov. 17, 2016
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Fragment
Rupert Brooke
I strayed about the deck, an hour, to-night
Under a cloudy moonless sky; and peeped
In at the windows, watched my friends at table,
Or playing cards, ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Nov. 16, 2016
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Love Songs (Section III)
Mina Loy
We might have coupled
In the bed-ridden monopoly of a moment
Or broken flesh with one another
At the profane communion table
Where wine ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Nov. 15, 2016
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Ducks Sat
Michele Glazer
Where ducks sat we sat next
And wanted to be Dutch.
If we would walk upright and not
Glance right or left the intersections
Would not come at us
Sideways, ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Nov. 14, 2016
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Psalm
Paisley Rekdal
Too soon, perhaps, for fruit. And the broad branches,
ice-sheathed early, may bear none. But still the woman
waits, with her ladder and sack, for something ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Nov. 13, 2016
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from “Mount Carmel and the Blood of Parnassus”
Anais Duplan
Let us enter this again. In the context of this paragraph,
we are hurtling backward through space, ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Nov. 12, 2016
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Weir Farm
Marilyn Nelson
National Historic Site, Connecticut
Not vistas, but a home-sized landscape,
beloved rooms storied, painted, lived.
A farm bought with a painting
and ... Continue Reading →
