Poem A Day – Sept. 6, 2016
#MIDDLEBURY
The Dream
Lola Ridge
I have a dream
to fill the golden sheath
of a remembered day . . .
(Air
heavy and massed and blue
as the vapor of opium . . .
domes
fired in sulphurous ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Jan. 30, 2016
The Garden
Lola Ridge
Bountiful Givers,
I look along the years
And see the flowers you threw …
Anemones
And sprigs of gray
Sparse heather of the rocks,
Or a wild violet
Or daisy ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Nov. 8, 2015
Altitude
Lola Ridge
I wonder
how it would be here with you,
where the wind
that has shaken off its dust in low valleys
touches one cleanly,
as with a new-washed hand,
and pain
is as ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Feb. 22, 2015
Interim
Lola Ridge
The earth is motionless
And poised in space …
A great bird resting in its flight
Between the alleys of the stars.
It is the wind’s hour off ….
The ... Continue Reading →
