Friday, May 30, 2008

669. For The Children - Gary Snyder

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. The rising hills, the slopes, of statistics lie before us. the steep climb of everything, going up, up, as we all go down. In the next ce...
Thursday, May 29, 2008

668. In Memory Of Dennis Turner, 1946-1984 - Edward Hirsch

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. A hook shot kisses the rim and hangs there, helplessly, but doesn't drop, and for once our gangly starting center boxes out his man an...
Wednesday, May 28, 2008

667. Break - Dorianne Laux

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. We put the puzzle together piece by piece, loving how one curved notch fits so sweetly with another. A yellow smudge becomes the brush of ...
Tuesday, May 27, 2008

666. The Work Of Happiness - May Sarton

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. I thought of happiness how it is woven Out of the silence in the empty house each day And how it is not sudden and it is not given But is ...
Sunday, May 25, 2008

665. The Accompanist - William Matthews

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. Don't play too much, don't play too loud, don't play the melody. You have to anticipate her and to subdue yourself. She used t...
Wednesday, May 21, 2008

664. Just Thinking - William Stafford

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. Got up on a cool morning. Leaned out a window. No cloud, no wind. Air that flowers held for awhile. Some dove somewhere. Been on probation...
Tuesday, May 20, 2008

663. Meditation At Lagunitas - Robert Hass

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. All the new thinking is about loss. In this it resembles all the old thinking. The idea, for example, that each particular erases the lumi...
Monday, May 19, 2008

662. To The Governor & Legislature Of Massachusetts - Howard Nemerov

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. When I took a job teaching in Massachusetts I didn't know and no one told me that I'd have to sign An oath of loyalty to the Commo...
Friday, May 16, 2008

661. Tracks - Tomas Tranströmer

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Tomas Tranströmer - Tracks (1) Translated from the Swedish by Robin Fulton 2a.m.: moonlight. The train has stopped out in the middle of ...
Thursday, May 15, 2008

660. Entrance - Dana Gioia

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(After Rilke) . Whoever you are: step out of doors tonight, Out of the room that lets you feel secure. Infinity is open to your sight. Whoev...
Wednesday, May 14, 2008

659. Stage Fright - Wislawa Szymborska

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Wislawa Szymborska - Stage Fright Translated from the Polish by Joanna Trzeciak Poets and writers, or so it is said, so poets aren't wri...
Tuesday, May 13, 2008

658. The Rider - Naomi Shihab Nye

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A boy told me if he roller-skated fast enough his loneliness couldn’t catch up to him, the best reason I ever heard for trying to be a champ...
Friday, May 09, 2008

657. Such Singing In The Wild Branches - Mary Oliver

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. It was spring and finally I heard him among the first leaves - then I saw him clutching the limb in an island of shade with his red-brown ...
Thursday, May 08, 2008

656. January First - Octavio Paz

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Translated from the Spanish by Elizabeth Bishop with the author The year's doors open like those of language, toward the unknown. Last n...
Wednesday, May 07, 2008

655. The Grammar Lesson - Steve Kowit

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. A noun's a thing. A verb's the thing it does. An adjective is what describes the noun. In "The can of beets is filled with pu...
Tuesday, May 06, 2008

654. Ask Me - William Stafford

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. Some time when the river is ice ask me mistakes I have made. Ask me whether what I have done is my life. Others have come in their slow wa...
Monday, May 05, 2008

653. Myself To Me - May Sarton

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. "Set the table and sweep the floor–– Love will not come back to this door. Plant your bulbs, sow summer flowers. These be your joys, ...
Friday, May 02, 2008

652. Translation - Howard Nemerov

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Anima quodammodo omnia, How lovely and exact the fit between The language and the thing it means to say. In English all but the sense evapor...
Thursday, May 01, 2008

651. Thinking For Berky - William Stafford

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William Stafford - Thinking For Berky In the late night listening from bed I have joined the ambulance or the patrol screaming toward some d...
Wednesday, April 30, 2008

650. The Palace - Tomas Tranströmer

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Translated from the Swedish by Robin Fulton We stepped in. A single vast hall, silent and empty, where the surface of the floor lay like...