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"Crocuses" by Richard Meier
Crocuses
by Richard Meier
All year we breathe the earth before exhaling.
And what comes out is colour -
buttercup, purple, lilac, white -
and all the vowels.
It's how we make the world,
this tone, this note we hold
until it kills us, till
our first-born come, the daffodils.
Look at them with their round-mouthed, plainsong faces -
open so, such -
"Green, Green Is My Sister's House" by Mary Oliver
Green, Green Is My Sister's House
by Mary OliverDon't you dare climb that tree ( Read more... ) -
"Human Chain" by Seamus Heaney
Human Chain
by Seamus Heaney
for Terence Brown
Seeing the bags of meal passed hand to hand
In close-up by the aid workers, and soldiers
Firing over the mob, I was braced again
With a grip on two sack corners,
Two packed wads of grain I'd worked to lugs
To give me purchase, ready for the heave -
The eye-to-eye, one-two, one-two upswing
On to the trailer, then ( Read more... ) -
"Hum, Hum" by Mary Oliver
Sorry for the lack of poems everyone! I will make them up this weekend, starting with this long one from Oliver.
Hum, Hum
by Mary Oliver
1.
One summer afternoon I heard
a looming, mysterious hum
high in the air; then came something
like a small planet flying past-
something
not at all interested in me ( Read more... ) -
Anthony Carelli - The Brooklyn Heavens
The Brooklyn HeavensIt is difficult to say why nobody looks at anybody here ( Read more... ) -
Gibbons Ruark - Session Beginning in Sunlight
Session Beginning in SunlightThe day’s too warm for the tart smoke of a turf fire ( Read more... ) -
Maggie Dietz - The Yellow House, 1978
The Yellow House, 1978The kitchen in the house had a nook for eating, a groove ( Read more... ) -
Anthony Carelli - No, Euripides
No, Euripides"No, Euripides ( Read more... )