Once in a while I will come across an unpublished poem – or one will be sent to me – by a talented but unpromoted writer. It is my honor to showcase them to you, especially this poem by Mary Harker. Affirmation “If anyone here knows a reason why these two should not be wed [...]
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Poem of the Day: Affirmation
Posted in poem, poem of the day, poet, poetry, words, Write, Writer, writing on 11/05/2011 | Leave a Comment »
Poem of the Day: How Many Miles to Babylon?
Posted in poem, poem of the day, poet, poetry, words, Write, Writer, writing on 10/31/2011 | Leave a Comment »
How many miles to Babylon? Three-score and ten. Can I get there by candle-light? Yes, there and back again. If your heels are nimble and light, You will get there by candle-light. -Old English Nursery Rhyme
Poem of the Day: Metaphors of a Magnifico
Posted in poem, poem of the day, poet, poetry, Wallace Stevens, words, Write, Writer, writing on 10/25/2011 | 2 Comments »
Twenty men crossing a bridge, Into a village, Are twenty men crossing twenty bridges, Into twenty villages, Or one man Crossing a single bridge into a village. This is old song That will not declare itself . . . Twenty men crossing a bridge, Into a village, Are Twenty men crossing a bridge Into a [...]
Poem of the Day: Night Journey
Posted in poem, poem of the day, poet, poetry, roethke, words, Write, Writer, writing on 10/18/2011 | Leave a Comment »
Now as the train bears west, Its rhythm rocks the earth, And from my Pullman berth I stare into the night While others take their rest. Bridges of iron lace, A suddenness of trees, A lap of mountain mist All cross my line of sight, Then a bleak wasted place, And a lake below my [...]
Poem of the Day: Face of Eyes
Posted in Nina Alvarez, poem, poem of the day, poet, poetry, words, Write, Writer, writing on 09/16/2011 | Leave a Comment »
In silence I listened to silence, God was above me, Jesus below me. They wore different hats. I swam with dolphins from my window and ate the flesh of fish. I sunburned and the skies were brilliant there. All different colors. I could use the excuse that I was in love. Something yearning to come [...]
Poem of the Day: Work Without Hope
Posted in poem, poem of the day, poet, poetry, words, Write, Writer, writing on 09/09/2011 | Leave a Comment »
All Nature seems at work. Slugs leave their lair— The bees are stirring—birds are on the wing— And Winter, slumbering in the open air, Wears on his smiling face a dream of Spring! And I, the while, the sole unbusy thing, Nor honey make, nor pair, nor build, nor sing. Yet well I ken the [...]
Poem of the Day: Because I’ll Die
Posted in Nina Alvarez, poem, poem of the day, poet, poetry, words, Write, Writer, writing on 09/05/2011 | 1 Comment »
Because I’ll die I’ll die and someday this will all be gone This spot My clients This class Rachel Ephraim Josh’s apartment Scott, Scott’s cat All of Rochester Mike and his house in the suburbs All those feelings I thought were so real I could just keep caring Caring about everything About every word Said [...]
Poem of the Day: The Hurricane
Posted in poem, poem of the day, poet, poetry, william carlos williams, words, Write, Writer, writing on 08/28/2011 | Leave a Comment »
The tree lay down on the garage roof and stretched, You have your heaven, it said, go to it. -William Carlos Williams
Poem of the Day: A Lane of Yellow Led the Eye
Posted in dickinson, poem, poem of the day, poet, poetry, words, Write, Writer, writing on 08/10/2011 | Leave a Comment »
A lane of Yellow led the eye Unto a Purple Wood Whose soft inhabitants to be Surpasses solitude If Bird the silence contradict Or flower presume to show In that low summer of the West Impossible to know – -Emily Dickinson
Poem of the Day: And Blue (From an Alphabetically Reformatted Essay on Wassily Kandinsky – A’s)
Posted in Nina Alvarez, poem, poem of the day, poet, poetry, words, Write, Writer, writing on 08/02/2011 | Leave a Comment »
abandoned only because academic usage had made it lifeless. abandoned realism but used it for the painting of feeling abandoned. In this way the material object was made more abstract like a tennis ball over the net between the two parties above the clouds. absolute necessity to the composition, or should they be [...]
