For birds, from The Best American Poetry, 2014, Guest Editor, Terrance Hayes, Senior Editor, David Lehman.
from Hidden Bird / by Joseph Ceravolo (1934-1988)
you know, when the night floats away
like vapor on a lake
Month: December 2014
DPF / Dias-Porter
For Miles Davis, from The Best American Poetry, 2014, Guest Editor, Terrance Hayes, and Senior Editor, David Lehman. More on the poet, here:
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/bio/joel-dias-porter
from Elegy Indigo / by Joel Dias-Porter
How long does it take to hear what silence can say?
I stand at a stoplight, waiting for the colors to change.
DPF / Brock-Broido
For bees, from The Best American Poetry, 2014. No Brock-Broido yet??
from Bird, Singing / by Lucie Brock-Broido
Among the million small gold bees set loose
In April’s onion snow, quietly
DPF / Doty
For Rachel! A thank you for the beautiful new, The Best American Poetry, 2014, guest edited by Terrance Hayes, series editor, David Lehman.
from Deep Lane / by Mark Doty
the maple and walnut sway in the highest regions
of themselves, leaves circling in air
DPF / Ekelöf
For cold and waiting for the man who fixes the heater with heater magic, from The Star By My Head, translated by Malena Mörling and Jonas Ellerström.
from Sung / by Gunnar Ekelöf (1907-1968)
The moon is searching in all things
for its lost inheritance.
DPF / Sen
Another for winter, from Poetry. More here:
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/249070
from Banyan / by Sudeep Sen
banyan ribbons
into armatures
DPF / Aspenström
For the pups, from The Star By My Head, edited and translated by Malena Mörling and Jonas Ellerström.
from The Dogs / by Werner Aspenström (1918-1997)
The night is vast.
The heavens are turning in silence.
DPF / Neruda
No Neruda yet? This one’s for things not forgotten, from Poem A Day, Volume 2, edited by Laurie Sheck.
from There is No Forgetfulness / by Pablo Neruda (1904-1973), translated by Robert Bly
there are so many people dead
and so many sea-walls that the red sun used to split
DPF / Sharif
From Poetry magazine, December, 2014.
from [Persian Letters] / by Solmaz Sharif
Like Ovid: I’ll have no last words.
DPF / Cohen
For kindling, from poets.org, Poem-A-Day, today.
from In the dark we crush / by Julia Cohen
Moss smuggles stars into your cheeks.
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