Poem of the Day July 22
Walking Across The Atlantic
by Billy Collins
I wait for the holiday crowd to clear the beach
before stepping onto the first wave.
Soon I am walking across the Atlantic
thinking about Spain,
checking for whales, waterspouts.
I feel the water holding up my shifting weight.
Tonight I will sleep on its rocking surface.
But [...]
Poem of the Day. Walking Across The ...
Poem of the Day July 22
Walking Across The Atlantic
by Billy Collins
I wait for the holiday crowd to clear the beach
before stepping onto the first wave.
Soon I am walking across the Atlantic
thinking about Spain,
checking for whales, waterspouts.
I feel the water holding up my shifting weight.
Tonight I will sleep on its rocking surface.
But [...]
Poem of the Day. Sunrise on the Hills...
Poem of the Day July 21
Sunrise on the Hills
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
I stood upon the hills, when heaven’s wide arch
Was glorious with the sun’s returning march,
And woods were brightened, and soft gales
Went forth to kiss the sun-clad vales.
The clouds were far beneath me; bathed in light,
They gathered mid-way round the wo [...]
Poem of the Day. Sandpiper by Elizabe...
Poem of the Day July 20
Sandpiper
by Elizabeth Bishop
The roaring alongside he takes for granted,
and that every so often the world is bound to shake.
He runs, he runs to the south, finical, awkward,
in a state of controlled panic, a student of Blake.
The beach hisses like fat. On his left, a sheet
of interrupting water comes and goes
and gla [...]
Poem of the Day. The Tuft of Flowers ...
Poem of the Day July 19
The Tuft of Flowers
by Robert Forst
I went to turn the grass once after one
Who mowed it in the dew before the sun.
The dew was gone that made his blade so keen
Before I came to view the levelled scene.
I looked for him behind an isle of trees;
I listened for his whetstone on the breeze.
But he had gone his way, the gr [...]
Poem of the Day. The Wheel Revolves b...
Poem of the Day July 18
The Wheel Revolves
by Kenneth Rexroth
You were a girl of satin and gauze
Now you are my mountain and waterfall companion.
Long ago I read those lines of Po Chu I
Written in his middle age.
Young as I was they touched me.
I never thought in my own middle age
I would have a beautiful young dancer
To wander with me by fal [...]
Poem of the Day. The Origin of Order ...
Poem of the Day July 17
The Origin of Order
by Pattiann Rogers
Stellar dust has settled.
It is green underwater now in the leaves
Of the yellow crowfoot. Its vacancies are gathered together
Under pine litter as emerging flower of the pink arbutus.
It has gained the power to make itself again
In the bone-filled egg of osprey and teal.
One coul [...]
Poem of the Day. As I Walked Out One ...
Poem of the Day July 16
As I Walked Out One Evening
by W. H. Auden
As I walked out one evening,
Walking down Bristol Street,
The crowds upon the pavement
Were fields of harvest wheat.
And down by the brimming river
I heard a lover sing
Under an arch of the railway:
‘Love has no ending.
‘I’ll love you, dear, I’ll love y [...]
Poem of the Day. Lying in a Hammock ...
Poem of the Day July 15
Lying in a Hammock at William Duffy’s Farm in Pine Island, Minnesota
by James Wright
Over my head, I see the bronze butterfly,
Asleep on the black trunk,
Blowing like a leaf in green shadow.
Down the ravine behind the empty house,
The cowbells follow one another
Into the distances of the afternoon.
To my right,
In a fi [...]
Poem of the Day. Summer by John Clare
Poem of the Day July 14
John Clare was born July 13, 1793
Summer
by John Clare
Come we to the summer, to the summer we will come,
For the woods are full of bluebells and the hedges full of bloom,
And the crow is on the oak a-building of her nest,
And love is burning diamonds in my true lover’s breast;
She sits beneath the whitethorn a-p [...]
Poem of the Day. From “Lines Composed...
Poem of the Day July 13
From “Lines Composed a Few Miles above Tintern Abbey”
On Revisiting the Banks of the Wye during a Tour. July 13, 1798
by William Wordsworth
While here I stand, not only with the sense
Of present pleasure, but with pleasing thoughts
That in this moment there is life and food
For future years. And so I dare to hope,
Thou [...]
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