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happy poetry month!
The Bistro Styx by Rita Dove
She was thinner, with a mannered gauntness
as she paused just inside the double
glass doors to survey the room, silvery cape
billowing dramatically behind her. What's thisI thought, lifting a hand until ( Read more... ) -
then the voice of a dove calls/ from far away in itself/ to the hush of the morning
To the New Year by W. S. Merwin ( Read more... ) -
a complete world sealed/ along cracked lines
What I'm Looking For by Maureen N. McLane ( Read more... ) -
the way water goes rushing down a hill/ long after the rains have stopped
For the Dead by Adrienne Rich ( Read more... ) -
cool nights, warming colors, sharper stars
"'Urge and urge,' wrote Walt Whitman, 'always the procreant urge of the world.' At the height of late summer nothing could seem more true. This year's garden has yielded a dizzying volume of cucumbers, and the tomato vines sprawl everywhere, while down in the pond a troop of tadpoles prepare for whatever lies ahead for the next generation of frogs ( Read more... ) -
Farm Sanctuary Walk for Animals: Sept. 15, 2012
I'm participating in the Farm Sanctuary Walk for Animals on the National Mall on Sept. 15, 2012. Can you donate to the cause? Even $5 would be great. Thank you in advance!
Click to support Team Awesome
Bonus: pictures from SASHA Farm in Manchester, MI.
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even at seventy, for example, you'll plant olive trees
On Living by Nazim Hikmet ( Read more... ) -
we must now balance everything/ with heavy dreams
Savage Memories by Yehuda Amichai ( Read more... )
