Monday, August 31, 2009

802. A Fervor Parches You Sometimes - Kenneth Rexroth

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A fervor parches you sometimes, And you hunch over it, silent, Cruel, and timid; and sometimes You are frightened with wantonness, And give ...
Friday, August 28, 2009

801. In Love With Raymond Chandler - Margaret Atwood

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An affair with Raymond Chandler, what a joy! Not because of the mangled bodies and the marinated cops and hints of eccentric sex, but becaus...

800. Reckless Poem - Mary Oliver

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Today again I am hardly myself. It happens over and over. It is heaven-sent. It flows through me like the blue wave. Green leaves – you may ...
Monday, August 24, 2009

799. The Crux of Martyrdom (Simone Weil) - Morri Creech

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[from Morri Creech's Field Knowledge, 2006] Simone Weil at the sanatorium in Ashford, Kent, England, 1943 It's not that she has give...

798. Shemà - Primo Levi

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Translated from the Italian by Ruth Feldman and Brian Swann You live secure In your warm houses, Who return at evening and find ...
Sunday, August 23, 2009

797. Such Is the Sickness of Many a Good Thing - Robert Duncan

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Was he then Adam of the Burning Way? hid away in the heat like wrath concealed in Love’s face, or the seed, Eris in Eros, key an...

796. Mr. Eliot's Day - Robert Francis

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(Impressions upon perusing "The Complete Poems and Plays of T. S. Eliot") At 8:00 he rises, bathes, and dresses, And very privatel...
Friday, August 21, 2009

795. The Bubble - William Allingham

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See, the pretty Planet! Floating sphere! Faintest breeze will fan it Far or near; World as light as feather; Moonshine rays, Rainbow t...
Monday, August 03, 2009

794. Father's Voice - William Stafford

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"No need to get home early; the car can see in the dark." He wanted me to be rich the only way we could, easy...
Monday, June 29, 2009

793. Mud Trail - Scott Cairns

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. I'd been walking the mud trail, the mud leaping out the sides of my boots for hours. I was thinking I was alone, surrounded only by th...
Monday, June 22, 2009

792. The Wounded Wilderness Of Morris Graves - Lawrence Ferlinghetti

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. The wounded wilderness of Morris Graves is not the same wild west the white man found It is a land that Buddha came upon from a different...
Friday, June 19, 2009

791. The Tall Figures of Giacometti - May Swenson

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. We move by means of our mud bumps. We bubble as do the dead but more slowly. The products of excruciating purges we are squeezed out thin ...
Monday, June 15, 2009

790. The Great Wave - Donald Finkel

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The Great Wave at Kamagawa Katsushika Hokusai (1823) But we will take the problem in its most obscure manifestation, and suppose that our sp...
Monday, June 08, 2009

789. Landscape With The Fall of Icarus - William Carlos Williams

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. According to Brueghel when Icarus fell it was spring a farmer was ploughing his field the whole pageantry of the year was awake tingling n...
Saturday, June 06, 2009

788. Ithaca - C. P. Cavafy, 5th translation

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Translated from the Greek by Theoharis C. Theoharis As you set out toward Ithaca, hope the way is long, full of reversals, full of knowing. ...
Monday, May 25, 2009

787. Possible Answers to Prayer - Scott Cairns

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Your petitions—though they continue to bear just the one signature—have been duly recorded. Your anxieties—despite their constant, relativel...
Friday, May 15, 2009

786. Eavan Boland - From the Painting ‘Back from Market’ by Chardin

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Dressed in the colours of a country day - Grey-blue, blue-grey, the white of seagulls’ bodies - Chardin’s peasant woman Is to be found at al...
Monday, May 04, 2009

785. Later - L. E. Sissman

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Two last exhibits must be introduced In evidence, if it please your honor. One, Called "Two Comedians," painted at the end Of Hopp...
Friday, May 01, 2009

784. Brueghel In Naples - Diane Abse

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. About suffering they were never wrong, The Old Masters: W. H Auden Ovid would never have guessed how far and father's notion about wa...
Sunday, April 26, 2009

783. Annunciation - Kay Smith

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for Kathy (Artist Simone Martini, Sienese painter) In all the old paintings The virgin is reading–– No one know what, When she is disturbed ...