Thursday, May 25, 2023

1120. Closing His Eyes - John Tagliabue

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  Did you ever let a      it  poem      would go      return through                in the      another  air ...

1119. Robert Louis Stevenson - The Land Of Counterpane

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  When I was sick and lay a-bed, I had two pillows at my head, And all my toys beside me lay To keep me happy all the day, And sometimes for...
Wednesday, May 17, 2023

1118. Steps - Robert O'Hara

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How funny you are today New York like Ginger Rogers in Swingtime and St. Bridget’s steeple leaning a little to the left here I have just jum...
Tuesday, April 11, 2023

1117. Time - Louise Glück

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There was too much, always, then too little Childhood: sickness. By the side of the bed I had a little bell— at the other end of the bell...
Sunday, March 26, 2023

1116. The Next Time - Mark Strand

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Nobody sees it happening, but the architecture of our time Is becoming the architecture of the next time. And the dazzle Of light upon t...
Sunday, March 05, 2023

1115. Excerpt from: What W. H. Auden Can Do For You - Alexander McCall Smith

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  “…. Auden wrote a gravely beautiful poem…. Its title was: “New Year Letter,” and it was addressed to Elizabeth Mayer, a refugee from the d...

1114. - Madly Singing In The Mountains - Po Chu - I

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  Selected from: A Book Of Luminous Things, Edited by Czeslaw Milosz Translated from the Chinese by Arthur Waley There is no one among me...
Sunday, February 19, 2023

1113. There Is No Insurmountable Solitude - Pablo Neruda

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There is no insurmountable solitude, All paths lead to the same goal: to convey to others what we are. And we must pass through solitude and...
Thursday, February 09, 2023

1112. Working Together - David Whyte

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We shape our self to fit this world and by the world are shaped again. The visible and the invisible working together in common cause, to pr...
Saturday, January 21, 2023

1111. Drinking Alone Beneath the Moon - Li Po (701-762)

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Translated by Irving Y. Lo A pot of wine among the flowers: I drink alone, no kith or kin near. I raise my cup to invite the moon to joi...
Tuesday, January 10, 2023

1110. C Is For Charms - Eleanor Farjeon

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I met a Strange Woman With things in her arms. ‘What have you got, Woman? ‘Charms,’ she said, ‘charms.’ ‘I will put one on you ‘Ere I have d...
Monday, December 12, 2022

1109. Siting Alone In Ching-t'ing Mountain - Li Po (701-762)

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Flocks of birds fly high and away A solitary cloud calmly drifts on We look at each other and never get bored - Just me and Ching-t’ing mo...
Thursday, December 01, 2022

1108. Synopsis of the Great Welsh Novel - Harri Web

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Dai K lives at the end of a valley. One is not quite sure Whether it has been drowned or not. His Mam Loves him too much and his Dada dri...
Friday, November 11, 2022

1107. Cow Worship - Gerald Stern

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I love the cows best when they are a few feet away from my dining-room window and my pine floor, when they reach in to kiss me with their we...
Thursday, October 20, 2022

1106. Blackberry Eating - Galway Kinnell

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. I love to go out in late September among the fat, overripe, icy, black blackberries to eat blackberries for breakfast, the stalks very...
Thursday, October 06, 2022

1105. The Cambridge Songs (ca. 1,000) - Anon

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Translated be Willis Barnstone From: Poetry For The Earth This planctus (lament) is the best known surviving woman’s lament from the Lat...
Thursday, September 22, 2022

1104. The Sabbath - W. H. Auden

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. Waking on the Seventh Day of Creation, They cautiously sniffed the air: The most fastidious nostril among them admitted That fello...
Wednesday, September 07, 2022

1103. And With March A Decade In Bolinas - Joanne Kyger

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  Selected from: A Book Of Luminous Things,    Edited by Czeslaw Milosz Just sitting around smoking, drinking and telling stories, the news,...
Monday, September 05, 2022

1102. For Angela - Margaret Menges

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 Selected from: A Book Of Luminous Things,    Edited by Czeslaw Milosz Angela’s coming for dinner, he said and he bought the card with flo...

1101. The Widening Sky - Edward Hirsch

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I am so small walking on the beach at night under the widening sky. The wet sand quickens beneath my feet and the waves thunder against ...