For Monday, which is not at all exactly like detainment, but something about it comes to mind. This one’s from The Best American Poetry, 2014, Guest Edited by Terrance Hayes, Series Editor David Lehman.
from Detainment / by Greg Wrenn, b. 1979
To break me down, at first one of them kept
tapping on my nose and whispering lyrics,
access codes, rapid sequences of Greek letters
and English surnames.
Another for winter, from Poetry.
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/175610
from The Snow is Deep on the Ground / by Kenneth Patchen (1911-1972)
For green, gold and infinite, from The FSG Book of 20th-Century Latin American Poetry, edited by Ilan Stavans.
from I Dreamed of Classifying… / by Dulce María Loynaz (1902-1997, Cuba) translated by Ilan Stavans
I dreamed of pinning down Good and Evil
in the dark velvet
of a glass box…
For cantos in winter, from The FSG Book of Twentieth-Century Latin American Poetry, edited by Ilan Stavans.
from Altazor: Canto III / by Vicente Huidobro (1893-1948, Chile), translated by Eliot Weinberger
The sea is a roof of bottles
That dreams in the sailor’s memory
For rivers and their infamous epigraphs, from Poetry, January 2015.
from First Thing / by Tyler Mills
You can dip a line of monofilament into a river.
You can do it twice.
My husband said 2014 was a mixed bag for him. I guess that’s every year, ultimately, which puts me in the mood for denial. Here’s another talisman for a bright and shiny 2015, from Poetry Foundation at: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/243270.
from New Year / by Dilruba Ahmed
Last night something
tunneled through the elms.
For Tuesdays everywhere, from The FSG Book of Twentieth-Century Latin American Poetry, edited by Ilan Stavans.
from Sonatina / by Rubén Darío (Nicaragua, 1867-1916), translated by Lysander Kemp
The princess is sad in her golden chair,
the keys of her harpsichord gather dust
Another for 2015, from Poetry Foundation, at: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/180394.
from New Year / by Bei Dao (Zhao Zhenkai, b. 1949), translated by David Hinton and Yanbing Chen
a child carrying flowers walks toward the new year
a conductor tattooing darkness
listens to the shortest pause
For freighters and roads and to keep moving, from Poetry, January 2015.
from Poem That Wants to Be Called the West Side Highway / by Samuel Amadon
Maybe they looked for me. Maybe
it wasn’t someone else’s shift, and then
it was.
For the winter garden I’m having trouble watering with the drought’s alternate-watering-day/time schedule, from:
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poem/1783#poem
from Symphony of a Mexican Garden / by Grace Hazard Conkling (1878–1958)
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