Poem of the Day, September 25
Song
by Seamus Heaney
A rowan like a lipsticked girl.
Between the by-road and the main road
Alder trees at a wet and dripping distance
Stand off among the rushes.
There are the mud-flowers of dialect
And the immortelles of perfect pitch
And that moment when the bird sings very close
To the music of what happens.
[...]
Poem of the Day. Song by Seamus Heane...
Poem of the Day, September 25
Song
by Seamus Heaney
A rowan like a lipsticked girl.
Between the by-road and the main road
Alder trees at a wet and dripping distance
Stand off among the rushes.
There are the mud-flowers of dialect
And the immortelles of perfect pitch
And that moment when the bird sings very close
To the music of what happens.
[...]
Poem of the Day. Seven in the Woods b...
Poem of the Day, September 24
Seven in the Woods
by Jim Harrison
Am I as old as I am?
Maybe not. Time is a mystery
that can tip us upside down.
Yesterday I was seven in the woods,
a bandage covering my blind eye,
in a bedroll Mother made me
so I could sleep out in the woods
far from people. A garter snake glided by
without noticing me. A chic [...]
Poem of the Day. Say Grace by Emily ...
Poem of the Day, September 23
Say Grace
by Emily Jungmin Yoon
In my country our shamans were women
and our gods multiple until white people brought
an ecstasy of rosaries and our cities today
glow with crosses like graveyards. As a child
in Sunday school I was told I’d go to hell
if I didn’t believe in God. Our teacher was a woman
whose daugh [...]
Poem of the Day. Lies I’ve Rec...
Poem of the Day, September 22
Lies I’ve Recently Told My 3-year Old
by Raul Gutierrez
Trees talk to each other at night.
All fish are named either Lorna or Jack.
Before your eyeballs fall out from watching too much TV, they get very loose.
Tiny bears live in drain pipes.
If you are very very quiet you can hear the clouds rub against the [...]
Poem of the Day. Prayer by Galway Ki...
Poem of the Day, September 21
Prayer
by Galway Kinnell
Whatever happens. Whatever
what is is is what
I want. Only that. But that.
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Poem of the Day. Affirmation by Dona...
Happy 90th Birthday to Donald Hall, born #OTD, 1928
Affirmation
by Donald Hall
To grow old is to lose everything.
Aging, everybody knows it.
Even when we are young,
we glimpse it sometimes, and nod our heads
when a grandfather dies.
Then we row for years on the midsummer
pond, ignorant and content. But a marriage,
that began without harm [...]
Poem of the Day. Advice to a Girl by ...
Poem of the Day, September 19
Advice to a Girl
by Sara Teasdale
No one worth possessing
Can be quite possessed;
Lay that on your heart,
My young angry dear;
This truth, this hard and precious stone,
Lay it on your hot cheek,
Let it hide your tear.
Hold it like a crystal
When you are alone
And gaze in the depths of the icy stone.
Long, look lo [...]
Poem of the Day. Those Places by Kay ...
Poem of the Day, September 18
Those Places
by Kay Ryan
They are not
imaginary but
accessible only
intermittently.
Seasonal, shall
we say, in the way
of the exquisite
high parts of
Yosemite
which
having visited
you cannot wish
inhabited
more easily
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Poem of the Day. Dark Testament: Ver...
Poem of the Day, September 17
Dark Testament: Verse 8
by Pauli Murray
Hope is a crushed stalk
Between clenched fingers
Hope is a bird’s wing
Broken by a stone.
Hope is a word in a tuneless ditty —
A word whispered with the wind,
A dream of forty acres and a mule,
A cabin of one’s own and a moment to rest,
A name and place for one’s children
A [...]
Poem of the Day. Moon Gathering by El...
Poem of the Day, September 16
Moon Gathering
by Eleanor Wilner
And they will gather by the well,
its dark water a mirror to catch whatever
stars slide by in the slow precession of
the skies, the tilting dome of time,
over all, a light mist like a scrim,
and here and there some clouds
that will open at the last and let
the moon shine through; [...]
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