Category Archives: Daily Offerings
Under a Patched Sail ~ Moore (National Poem in Your Pocket Day!!)
Under a Patched Sail “Oh, we’ll drink once more when the wind’s off shore,” We’ll drink from the good old jar, And then to port, For the time grows short. Come lad – to the days that are! ~ Marianne … Continue reading
The Obligation to be Happy ~ Pastan
The Obligation to Be Happy It is more onerous than the rites of beauty or housework, harder than love. But you expect if of me casually, the way you expect the sun to come up, not in spite of rain … Continue reading
Getting Older ~ Feinstein
Getting Older The first surprise: I like it. Whatever happens now, some things that used to terrify have not: I didn’t die young, for instance. Or lose my only love. My three children never had to run away from anyone. … Continue reading
On Days Like This ~ Lanzillotti
On Days Like This On days like this . . . Before the dawn ever happens when the sky is still dark and the morning star bright. It is on days like this . . . When the last of … Continue reading
Everyone Sang ~ Sasson
Everyone Sang Everyone suddenly burst out singing; And I was filled with such delight As prisoned birds must find in freedom, Winging wildly across the white Orchards and dark-green fields; on – on – and out of sight. Everyone’s voice … Continue reading
Looking at the Sea ~ Katz
Looking at the Sea I have today and tomorrow, I hear amplified voices, The sun shines, the arbor Shades, and people talk. Actors write, writers act, It can be the same or not, And criticism can be praise, But love … Continue reading
Before ~ Limon
Before No shoes and a glossy red helmet, I rode on the back of my dad’s Harley at seven years old. Before the divorce. Before the new apartment. Before the new marriage. Before the apple tree. Before the ceramics in … Continue reading
Summons ~ Robert Francis
Summons Keep me from going to sleep too soon Or if I go to sleep too soon Come wake me up. Come any hour Of night. Come whistling up the road. Stomp on the porch. Bang on the door. Make … Continue reading
Your Catfish Friend If I were to live my life in catfish forms in scaffolds of skin and whiskers at the bottom of a pond and you were to come by one evening when the moon was shining down … Continue reading
I Meant to Do My Work Today ~ LeGallienne
I Meant to Do My Work Today I meant to do my work today – But a brown bird sang in the apple tree, And a butterfly flitted across the field, And all the leaves were calling me. And … Continue reading