Inward Bound Poetry

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Monday, January 29, 2018

1020. The Bed by the Window - Robinson Jeffers

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. I chose the bed downstairs by the sea-window for a good death-bed When we built the house, it is ready waiting. Unused unless by so...
Sunday, December 24, 2017

1019. Figment at the Beginning of Something. . . - David Watts

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My son brings me a stone and asks which star it fell from, he is serious and so I must be careful, even though I know he will place...
Sunday, December 10, 2017

1018. Poema - Maria Teresa Horta

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Poema by Maria Teresa Horta Translated from the Portuguese by Lesley Saunders I let him come. He sneaks on tiptoe right up to my ...
Monday, November 06, 2017

1017. Marks - Linda Pastan

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. My husband gives me an A for lasts nights’s supper an incomplete for my ironing, a B plus in bed. My son says I am average, a...
Friday, October 27, 2017

1016. Epitaph For "Poet's Tomb" - Shuntaro Tankawa

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“I, infinite silence, will grant you words” [God Contemplates Man]    —Jules Supervielle When I was born I was nameless like a wa...
Wednesday, September 27, 2017

1015. To John Keats (1795 - 1821) -Jorge Luis Borges

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Translated from the Spanish by Stephen Kessler From the beginning to your early death a terrible beauty lay in wait for you as good...
Wednesday, September 13, 2017

1014. Low Tide At St Andrews - Emily Pauline Johnson

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(New Brunswick) The long red flats stretch open to the sky, Breathing their moisture on the August air. The seaweeds cling with fle...
Tuesday, August 15, 2017

1013. Emily Dickinson - Linda Pastan

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. We think of her hidden in a white dress among the folded linens and sachets of well-kept cupboards, or just out of sight sending ...
Monday, July 10, 2017

1012. Nikos Kazantzakis - The Mind Of Man

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From: The Saviors of God. translated by Kimon Friar The mind of man can perceive appearances only  and never the essence of things ...
Monday, May 29, 2017

1011. Sunset Oien - Shuntaro Tanikawa

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Sometimes I reread poems I wrote long ago I don't ask textbook questions like "what was the author feeling when he wrote this?...
Sunday, April 30, 2017

1010. Good Bones - Maggie Smith

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Good Bones by Maggie Smith Life is short, though I keep this from my children. Life is short, and I've shortened mine in a thousand ...
Wednesday, April 12, 2017

1009. And - Shuntarō Tanikawa

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Translated from the Japanese by William I Elliott and Kazuo Kawamure When summer comes the cicadas sing again. Fireworks freeze in my...
Tuesday, April 04, 2017

1008. What Is Lost - Jorge Luis Borges

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Translated from the Spanish by Stephen Kessler I wonder whee my life is, the one that could have been and never was, the daring one or ...

1007. First Sight - Philip Larkin

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. Lambs that learn to walk in snow When their bleating clouds the air Meet a vast unwelcome, know Nothing but a sunless glare. Newl...
Thursday, March 09, 2017

1006. And Now You - Kate Miller

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From The Observances , Kate Miller’s debut collection Carcanet, 2015. And now you exist outside the royal room of blood you occupie...
Sunday, February 26, 2017

1005. Italy to Lord - Jane Draycott

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(From:  The Occupant ) It’s dark in here and forest green: Britannica, sixteen oak trees in a London living room, the little girl, m...
Tuesday, February 21, 2017

1004. Labyrinth - Jorge Luis Borges

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Translated from the Spanish by Stephen Kessler There’ll never be a door. You are inside and the fortress contains the universe and ...
Saturday, February 11, 2017

1003. The Lake of Memories - Robert Altmann

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. Voices sit like broken chairs in a room. A room stands for the ceremony of impermanence. Impermanence cracks the façade ...
Saturday, January 14, 2017

1002. Meeting Point - Louis MacNeice

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(?) Time was away and somewhere else, There were two glasses and two chairs And two people with the one pulse (Somebody stopped t...
Sunday, January 08, 2017

1001. The Dog Itself - Helen Farish

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. Memory rounds this up, breathless, like the dog herding sheep below the bedroom window: dropped at my feet are smells – wool in...
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