For dreams and more dreams, from Poems New and Selected, by James Laughlin.
from In the God’s Dreams / by James Laughlin (1914–1997)
For one of those days, from poetryfoundation.org.
from Memories Are A House / by Avot Yeshurun (1904-1999), t
For coronals of sugar roses, from The Collected Poems, by Sylvia Plath.
from The Beekeeper’s Daughter / by Sylvia Plath (1932-1963)
Trumpet-throats open to the beaks of birds.
The Golden Rain Tree drips its powders down.
In these little boudoirs streaked with orange and red
The anthers nod their heads, potent as kings
To father dynasties. The air is rich.
Here is a queenship no mother can contest —
For, finally, the rain on our drought, and the poem it leads me to each time, from poets.org. The rest of the poem may be found here:
https://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/somewhere-i-have-never-travelledgladly-beyond
from somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond / by e.e. cummings (1894 – 1962)
(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands
For more dreams, from 77 Dream Songs, by John Berryman. Here’s the first one.
from Dream Song: 1 / by John Berryman (1914-1972)
What he has now to say is a long
wonder the world can bear & be.
For winter birds, from poetryfoundation.org. The rest of the poem may be found here: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poem/30876
from White-Eyes / by Mary Oliver, b. 1935
like stars, or the feathers
of some unimaginable bird
that loves us,
that is asleep now, and silent—
that has turned itself
into snow.
For Tennessee and yellow-coated gems, from poetryfoundation.org.
from A January Dandelion / by George Marion McClellan (1860-1934)
For stars and wise men, from poetryfoundation.org.
from Christmas Carol / by Sara Teasdale
The angels came from heaven high
And they were clad with wings;
And lo, they brought a joyful song
The host of heaven sings.
For forests and peace, from poetryfoundation.org.
from Light: Winter / by Inger Christensen, translated by Susanna Nied
For trees and all their jobs and multiple lives, from The Complete Poems of Howard Nemerov.
from Learning the Trees / by Howard Nemerov (1920-1991)
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