More gardening, flowers. More here and here:
http://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/labor-tulip
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/bio/karen-volkman
from Labor as a Tulip / by Karen Volkman b.1967
Labor as a tulip
arrays its flame, nu
form, as the bulb-star,
interred
More gardening. And, more here:
http://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/garden-bees
from A Garden of Bees / by Matthew Rohrer b. 1970
I buy the poem from the garden
of bees for one euro.
This week, gardens. More on Linda Pastan, here and here:
http://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/happo-en-garden-Tokyo
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/bio/linda-pastan
from In the Happo-En Garden, Tokyo / by Linda Pastan b. 1932
Perhaps Eden is buried
here in Japan
Last for weather for now. Our California State Poet Laureate from 2008-2011! Maybe gardens next week. More here:
http://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/octave-above-thunder
from An Octave Above Thunder / by Carol Muske-Dukes b. 1945
Here were the words of the Blind Poet–
crumpled like wash for the line, to be
dried, pressed flat.
from Snow-bound: A Winter Idyll / by John Greenleaf Whittier
More weather, maybe. I take it to be sun, maybe, so, a sunny day. This one’s from the book, Villanelles. Ophelia, I love. And, Cordelia. Lovely villanelle.
from Ophelia: A Wreath / by Ned Balbo b.1959
Water like glass unbroken, silent stream
Of glitterings, sky-fallings.
More weather. Snow, my favorite. But, also, rain is my favorite. And, fog. But, here’s snow. APR May/June 2014
from The Sound and Silence of the World Now / by Marianne Boruch
enraptured by the sudden what a score
middle of winter, deep snow in this village I never heard of but
More weather, in general. Actually, more clouds. This one is from APR (The American Poetry Review) May/June 2014.
from A Little Chat I’ll Have with the Very Next Horse I Meet / by Alan Michael Parker
Look, the clouds are running together
like cousins —
A little weather. More here and here:
http://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/snow-globe
from Snow Globe / by Kathy Fagan
Color: snow day with autumn
leaves inside it
I think I will go with weather this week. Feeling likes it’s going to be a really tempestuous one here, as it is the final week of the elementary year. And, since my brain is feeling foggy in advance of the maelstrom, here’s a favorite fog poem.
http://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/fog
from Fog / by Carl Sandburg b. 1878
The fog comes
on little cat feet.
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