For Day 21, from Station Island.
from A Waking Dream / by Seamus Heaney
When I made the rush to throw salt
on her tail the long treadles of the air
took me in my stride so lofted
beyond exerted breath
Month: April 2016
DPF / Schnackenberg
For Day 20, from The Throne of Labdacus.
from The God Tunes the Strings: One / by Gjertrud Schnackenberg, b. 1953
Like pieces broken from the moon
Above the citadel of Thebes —
A story scourging the mud surface like a plague,
A Mycenaean folktale told
In a whispering poetry
DPF / Kumin
For Day 19 of National Poetry Month, from Up Country. I had the pleasure of hearing Kumin read at the Key West Literary Seminar in January of 2010.
from The Horses / by Maxine Kumin
It has turned to snow in the night.
The horses have put on
their long fur stockings
and they are wearing
fur capes with high necks
DPF / Justice
For Day 18, from a departed master and teacher, from Departures.
from Variations on a Text by Vallejo / by Donald Justice
And I think it will be a Sunday because today,
When I took out this paper and began write,
Never before had anything looked so blank,
My life, these words, the paper, the gray Sunday
DPF / Wayland
For Day 17 of National Poetry Month and for spring, from poetryfoundation.org.
from Budding Scholars / by April Halprin Wayland, b. 1954
Welcome, Flowers.
Write your name on a name tag.
Find a seat.
DPF / Bishop
For Day 16, from The Complete Poems 1926-1979.
from The Man-Moth / by Elizabeth Bishop
Each night he must
be carried through artificial tunnels and dream recurrent dreams.
Just as the ties recur beneath his train, these underlie
his rushing brain.
DPF / Milton
For Day 15, feeling Miltonic. From Paradise Lost.
from Paradise Lost: Book 1 / by John Milton
What in me is dark
Illumin, what is low raise and support;
That to the highth of this great Argument
I may assert Eternal Providence,
And justifie the wayes of God to men.
DPF / Shakespeare
DPF / Amichai
For Day 13 and one of our beloved alma maters, even in today’s tribulations and pain, from poetryfoundation.org.
from The School Where I Studied / by Yehuda Amichai, translated by Chana Bloch and Chana Kronfeld
I passed by the school where I studied as a boy
and said in my heart: here I learned certain things
DPF / Kocot
For Day 12 of National Poetry Month from one UF alumna to another and from her book, The Bigger World.
from Love Story / by Noelle Kocot
‘Let’s live in a blue house together,
Have blue house children, and
Live under the fragile still-
Life of the stars.’
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