Friday, October 22, 2010

862. The City - C. P. Cavafy

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Translated from the Greek by Edmund Keeley and Philip Sherrard   You said: “I’ll go to another country, go to another shore,  find another c...
Friday, October 08, 2010

861. Charles the great - Henri Kadusco

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. Charles the great has come at last, Come at last to stay. He knows not where he’s going, though He thinks he knows the way. He thinks he k...
Sunday, September 05, 2010

860. Black Maps - Mark Strand

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. Not the attendance of stones, nor the applauding wind, shall let you know you have arrived, not the sea that celebrates only depart...
Thursday, July 22, 2010

859. At Great Pond - Mary Oliver

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 At Great Pond 
the sun, rising,
 scrapes his orange breast 
on the thick pines,
 and down tumble 
a few orange feathers into
 the dark w...

858. Love at First Sight (1)- Wislawa Szymborska

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Translated from the Polish by Walter Whipple Both are convinced that a sudden surge of emotion bound them together. Beautiful is such a cert...

857. A Man Adrift on a Slim Spar - Stephen Crane

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A man adrift on a slim spar A horizon smaller than the rim of a bottle Tented waves rearing lashy dark points The near whine of froth in cir...
Friday, June 11, 2010

856. Music Is in the Piano Only When It Is Played - Jack Gilbert

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. We are not one with this world. We are not the complexity our body is, nor the summer air idling in the big maple without purpose. We are ...
Saturday, May 08, 2010

855. Daisies - Mary Oliver

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. It is possible, I suppose, that sometime we will learn everything there is to learn: what the world is, for example, and what I means. I ...
Saturday, May 01, 2010

854. The Disquieting Muses - Mark Strand

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. Boredom sets in first, and then despair. One tries to brush it off. It only grows. Something about the silence of the square. Something is...
Wednesday, April 14, 2010

853. Alexandrian Kings - C. P. Cavafy

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C. P. Cavafy - Alexandrian Kings (1) Translated from the Greek by Theoharis C. Theoharis The Alexandrians flocked to view the children of Cl...
Friday, March 26, 2010

852. Insomnia - Linda Pastan

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. I remember when by body was a friend. when sleep like a good dog came when summoned. The door to the future had not started to shut, and l...
Friday, March 12, 2010

851. Sunrise - Mary Oliver

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. You can die for it - an idea, or the world. People have done so, brilliantly, letting their small bodies be bound to the stake, creating ...
Monday, March 01, 2010

850. A Meditation On John Constable - Charles Tomlinson

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"Painting is a science, and should be pursued as an inquiry into the laws of nature. why, then, may not landscape painting be conside...
Friday, February 19, 2010

849. A Primer of the Daily Round - Howard Nemerov

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A peels an apple, while B kneels to God, C telephones to D, who has a hand On E's knee, F coughs, G turns up the sod For H's grave, ...
Monday, February 08, 2010

848. Of Simplicity - James Kavanaugh

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. Simplicity calls After all the schemings done, Now that I've paid homage To damn near everyone. God should be satisfied, P...
Sunday, January 31, 2010

847. Fidelity - Grace Paley

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. After supper I returned to my reading book I had reached page one hundred and forty two hundred and twenty more to go I had been thin...
Sunday, January 24, 2010

846. I Live My Life In Widening Circles - Rainer Maria Rilke

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. I live my life in widening circles that drift out over the things. I may not achieve the very last, but it will be my aim. I circle around...
Friday, January 15, 2010

845. King Demetrius - C. P. Cavafy

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Translated from the Greek by Daniel Mendelsohn Not like a king, but like an actor, he exchanged his showy robe of state for a dark clo...
Sunday, January 03, 2010

844. The Caedmon Room - Allen Grossman

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. Upstairs, one floor below the Opera House (top floor of the building), is the Caedmon room––a library of sorts. The Caedmon room was empty...
Friday, December 25, 2009

843. Mist In The Morning - Mary Oliver

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Mist In The Morning, Nothing Around Me     But Sand And Roses Was I lost? No question. did I know where I was? Not at all. Had I ever b...