DPF / Williams

Stevens reminds me of Williams. Both had extensive responsibilities in the real world, and both, maybe because of those responsibilities, grew very colorful inner sanctums.

from Pictures from Brueghel: The Hunters in the Snow / by William Carlos Willams

a winter-struck bush for his
foreground to
complete the picture

DPF / Clare

And, many things remind me of Clare and his sad path.

from From ‘April,’ The Shepherd’s Calendar / by John Clare

But finer days are coming yet,
With scenes more sweet to charm,
And suns arrive that rise and set
Bright strangers to a storm:

DPF / Basho

Jane Hirshfield reminds me of Basho, and look! She translated this one. The whole haiku is beautiful; but, to send you looking for it, here’s your fragment.

(In its entirety: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/178450)

from In Kyoto / by Basho trans. by Jane Hirshfield

I long for Kyoto.



DPF / Frost

A happy birthday today to Robert Frost. I did not remember he was born in San Francisco.

from A Line-Storm Song / by Robert Frost

And it seems like the time when after doubt
Our love came back amain.
Oh, come forth into the storm and rout
And be my love in the rain.

DPF / Hirshfield

from This Was Once a Love Poem / by Jane Hirshfield

Yes, it decides:
Many miniature cacti, in blue and red painted pots.