Monthly Archives: April 2021
To My Friends ~ Levi
To My Friends Dear friends, and here I say friends In the broad sense of the word: Wife, sister, associates, relatives, Schoolmates of both sexes, People seen only once Or frequented all my life; Provided that between us, for at … Continue reading
Green Apples ~ Stone ~ Poem in Your Pocket Day!
Green Apples In August we carried the old horsehair mattress To the back porch And slept with our children in a row. The wind came up the mountain into the orchard Telling me something; Saying something urgent. I was happy. … Continue reading
Daylight Savings ~ Bauer
Daylight Savings Seven-thirty, last weekend in April, the sun, like a laggard child, still thumbs the greening branches to see how new the world’s become. In this light it’s hard to admit so little has changed. Maria, I say, kiss … Continue reading
Two Visits in One Day – Sirowitz
Two Visits In One Day We’re going to the cemetery to visit some dead relatives, Mother said, & on the way back we’ll stop over at your aunt’s house. It’s good practice to mix the living with the dead. Otherwise, … Continue reading
Flowers ~ Zarin
Flowers This morning I was walking upstairs from the kitchen, carrying your beautiful flowers, the flowers you brought me last night, calla lilies and something else, I am not sure what to call them, white flowers, of course you have … Continue reading
The Name of a Fish ~ Shearin ~ April 23rd
The Name of a Fish If winter is a house then summer is a window in the bedroom of that house. Sorrow is a river behind the house and happiness is the name of a fish who swims downstream. The … Continue reading
Sunset – Rilke
Sunset Slowly the west reaches for clothes of new colors which it passes to a row of ancient trees. You look, and soon these two worlds both leave you, one part climbs toward heaven, one sinks to earth, leaving you, … Continue reading
here yet be dragons ~ Clifton
here yet be dragons so many languages have fallen off of the edge of the world into the dragon’s mouth. some where there be monsters whose teeth are sharp and sparkle with lost people. lost poems. who among us can … Continue reading
Self-Portrait ~ Whyte
Self-Portrait It doesn’t interest me if there is one God or many gods. I want to know if you belong or feel abandoned. If you know despair or can see it in others. I want to know if you are … Continue reading
The Layers ~ Kunitz
The Layers I have walked through many lives, some of them my own, and I am not who I was, though some principle of being abides, from which I struggle not to stray. When I look behind, as I am … Continue reading