Poem of the Day, June 23
Accidental Pastoral
by Maggie Smith
I must have just missed a parade—
horse droppings and hard candy
in the road, miniature American
flags staked into the grass, plastic
chairs lining the curb down this
two-lane highway, 36 in the open
country, briefly Main Street in town.
When I was small, I sat on a curb
only a doze [...]
Poem of the Day. Accidental Pastoral ...
Poem of the Day, June 23
Accidental Pastoral
by Maggie Smith
I must have just missed a parade—
horse droppings and hard candy
in the road, miniature American
flags staked into the grass, plastic
chairs lining the curb down this
two-lane highway, 36 in the open
country, briefly Main Street in town.
When I was small, I sat on a curb
only a doze [...]
Poem of the Day. Let Them Not Say by ...
Poem of the Day, June 22
Let Them Not Say
by Jane Hirshfield
Let them not say: we did not see it.
We saw.
Let them not say: we did not hear it.
We heard.
Let them not say: they did not taste it.
We ate, we trembled.
Let them not say: it was not spoken, not written.
We spoke,
we witnessed with voices and hands.
Let them not say: [...]
Poem of the Day. Goodnight, Great Su...
Poem of the Day, June 21
Goodnight, Great Summer Sky
by Rose Styron
Goodnight, great summer sky
world of my childhood and the star-struck sea.
White chaise from that ancestral southern
porch my raft,
white goose-down quilt my ballast,
under Orion on the green-waved lawn
I float, high—
new moon, old craft
tide strong as ever to the sheer horiz [...]
Poem of the Day. Adolf Eichmann by Ha...
Poem of the Day, June 20
Adolf Eichmann
by Hayden Carruth
I want no tricks in speaking of this man.
My friends deplore my metaphysical mind,
But now I am a plain and plain-spoken man.
In my life only two men have turned my mind
To vengefulness, and one was this man’s chief,
Who was, I now think, probably out of his mind.
But this one is ratio [...]
Poem of the Day. Love’s Philoso...
Poem of the Day, June 18
Love’s Philosophy
by Percy Bysshe Shelley
The fountains mingle with the river
And the rivers with the ocean,
The winds of heaven mix for ever
With a sweet emotion;
Nothing in the world is single;
All things by a law divine
In one spirit meet and mingle.
Why not I with thine?—
See the mountains kiss high heaven
A [...]
Poem of the Day. Generations by Amy L...
Poem of the Day, June 17
Generations
by Amy Lowell
You are like the stem
Of a young beech-tree,
Straight and swaying,
Breaking out in golden leaves.
Your walk is like the blowing of a beech-tree
On a hill.
Your voice is like leaves
Softly struck upon by a South wind.
Your shadow is no shadow, but a scattered sunshine;
And at night you pull th [...]
Poem of the Day. Misery and Splendor...
Poem of the Day, June 16
Misery and Splendor
by Robert Hass
Summoned by conscious recollection, she
would be smiling, they might be in a kitchen talking,
before or after dinner. But they are in this other room,
the window has many small panes, and they are on a couch
embracing. He holds her as tightly
as he can, she buries herself in his body [...]
Poem of the Day. Everything is plund...
Poem of the Day, June 15
Everything is plundered, betrayed, sold
by Anna Akhmatova
Everything is plundered, betrayed, sold,
Death’s great black wing scrapes the air,
Misery gnaws to the bone.
Why then do we not despair?
By day, from the surrounding woods,
Cherries blow summer into town;
At night the deep transparent skies
Glitter with new gal [...]
Poem of the Day. Everything We Do by ...
Poem of the Day, June 14
Everything We Do
by Peter Meinke
Everything we do is for our first loves
whom we have lost irrevocably
who have married insurance salesmen
and moved to Topeka
and never think of us at all.
We fly planes & design buildings
and write poems
that all say Sally I love you
I’ll never love anyone else
Why didn’t you know [...]
Poem of the Day. When You Are Old by...
Poem of the Day, June 13
Happy Birthday to William Butler Yeats, born June 13, 1865.
When You Are Old
by William Butler Yeats
When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad [...]
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