poetry wednesday
Poetry Wednesday is back! You might not love poetry, or feel you can’t understand it, and that’s okay. Just luxuriate in the words that help us see the world in a new way. Write them down, copy the poems, read or sing them aloud. Dive in. Don’t worry about meaning …
poetry wednesday : come into the presence of still water
The Peace of Wild Things by Wendell Berry When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be, I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his …
poetry wednesday : you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing
Kindness by Naomi Shihab Nye Before you know what kindness really is you must lose things, feel the future dissolve in a moment like salt in a weakened broth. What you held in your hand, what you counted and carefully saved, all this must go so you know how desolate …
Poetry Wednesday : The Art of Disappearing
I, too, carry this poem with me to remind me of the “no,” of all those times I should become a cabbage in order to remember what is important.
poetry wednesday : the only thing I’m sure I want is what I have.
I Wish I Want I Need BY Gail Mazur The black kitten cries at her bowl meek meek and the gray one glowers from the windowsill. My hand on the can to serve them. First day of spring. Yesterday I drove my little mother for hours through wet snow. Her eightieth …
poetry wednesday
I loved my friend I loved my friend (S)he went away from me There’s nothing more to say The poem ends, Soft as it began- I loved my friend. -Langston Hughes Dedicated to Laurie Foley on this late March day.
for love and wonder are the same thing
HOLY WATER At Easter every year the priest poured a small vial of it for each family in the parish my grandmother pouring hers into a silvery blue font inside her bedroom door a little pocket of Heaven into which she dipped her hand each time she …
poetry wednesday : the distance between desires
Distance Between Desires From the moon to the end of this poem hums the distance between desires. In troughs of night Jasmine slept, numb from the consumption of rays from the moon. Through to its end, this poem fends off desire. A toast to the heavy drum that pulls us …
poetry wednesday : a few words on the soul
A few words on the soul by Wislawa Szymborska We have a soul at times. No one’s got it non-stop, for keeps. Day after day, year after year may pass without it. Sometimes it will settle for awhile only in childhood’s fears and raptures. Sometimes only in astonishment that we are …
poets show us how to keep quiet
Keeping Quiet by Pablo Neruda Now we will count to twelve and we will all keep still for once on the face of the earth, let’s not speak in any language; let’s stop for a second, and not move our arms so much. It would be an exotic moment without …
