PIA: from August 26, 2014.
For sisters, from the 2009 James Laughlin Award of the Academy of American Poetry, How to Live on Bread and Music.
from The Three Sisters / by Jennifer K. Sweeney b. 1973
How many times have I peered
into the sloop and slag of childhood
as if shaking up a snow globe
PIA: from July 13, 2016.
For mice, from Dress Made of Mice.
from Hidden Dolls House / by Sarah Messer
the mother cried, Help me lift this kettle
off the fire, daughter, and the hired
man ran for water
PIA: from June 16, 2016. Happy Sunday.
For summer travels, from poetryfoundation.org.
from Summer / by Ronald Johnson
As the morning advanced the sun became bright and warm, cloudless, calm, serene.
PIA: from June 29, 2016.
For gratitude for spectacles, from Tsim, Tsum.
from The 10 Stages of Beatrice / by Sabrina Orah Mark
The possibility that she is not alive, in this stage, never enters her mind. This stage is only possible if the spectacle comes to town.
For more dreams, from Lillian, Fred, a chapbook from BOAAT Press. It can be found here: http://www.boaatpress.com/pdf/.
from XX / by Alison Strub
Fred says my dream about the one time I had a clock and then it broke means I am going to accomplish something great today.
For mice, from Dress Made of Mice.
from Hidden Dolls House / by Sarah Messer
the mother cried, Help me lift this kettle
off the fire, daughter, and the hired
man ran for water.
For mice and mice oracles, from Dress Made of Mice.
from Interrogation of the Room’s Unseen Presence / by Sarah Messer
Has this miracle had any effect? If your soul is lost, how long will it be lost? As you gazed, who stood beside you?
PIA: from July 26, 2014.
This one’s from Poetry magazine, May 2012. More here:
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/bio/rae-armantrout
from And / by Rae Armantrout b. 1947
the sour grass flower;
the yellow moth.
For Happy 4th of July! From poetryfoundation.org.
from Fireworks, Harborfest / by Luisa A. Igloria
Only when the fireworks burst
above our heads can we forgive
them their pleasure.
For those unexpected visitors, rhymes when you least expect them, from The Best of It.
from Deer / by Kay Ryan
To lure a single swivel ear,
one tentative twig of a leg,
or a nervous tail here,
is to mark this place
as the emperor’s park,
rife, I say rife, with deer.
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