DPF / Collins

For rising to the occasion, which is hopefully what will happen on this day, from Picnic, Lightning.

from What I Learned Today / by Billy Collins

I had never heard of John Bernard Flannagan,
American sculptor,
until I found him on page 961
of the single-volume encyclopedia I am reading
at the rate of one page each day.

DPF / Disch

For weather, from an Iowan’s poem, from poetryfoundation.org. Our weather page here in the valley scheduled rain for every day this week; in our time of drought, anything from the sky met mostly ecstatic umbrellas this week.

from Ode to a Blizzard / by Tom Disch

Winning the same argument year
After year by making the opposition
Disappear!

DPF / Shapiro

For the love of vowels, from Poetry, January 2017.

from An Owl (in Memory of Gil) / by David Shapiro

Owl small be enough
The child for all his feathers was a cold.
Oh wow the owl.

DPF / Snow

For you, who teach every day, whether it’s a matter of pay or not, from Rattle 53, Fall 2016.

from Sestina for Adjuncts / by Rebecca Snow

Enough clothes and books should fit in our car-home; keep
putting the students first. Remember to teach them critical thinking. Fate
holds us by the string, urges us to be a kite, but doesn’t let us go anywhere.

DPF / Cotter

For the future I’d like to meet in each moment and not know a second ahead of time, from Poetry, October 2016.

from Time Traveler / by Patrick Cotter

Now is before he was born. Days of air
shaken by bees, crow song probing eaves
and quays. Maker of the future a perfect
terra-cotta tense, a tense which sings.

DPF / Dao

For many wishes for a kind and gentle first day of 2017, from poetryfoundation.org.

from New Year / by Bei Dao (Zhao Zhenkai), translated by David Hinton

a child carrying flowers walks toward the new year
a conductor tattooing darkness
listens to the shortest pause

DPF / Avison

For wishing you a Happy New Year’s Eve and a Happy New Year, from DPF and poetryfoundation.org.

from New Year’s Poem / by Margaret Avison

                Gentle and just pleasure
It is, being human, to have won from space
This unchill, habitable interior
Which mirrors quietly the light
Of the snow, and the new year.

DPF / Shockley

For the week, from poetryfoundation.org. The rest of the poem may be found here: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems-and-poets/poems/detail/55670#poem.

from on new year’s eve / by Evie Shockley

       we make midnight a maquette of the year:
frostlight glinting off snow to solemnize
       the vows we offer to ourselves in near
silence: the competition shimmerwise

DPF / Pfingston

For ladybugs, from poetryfoundation.org.

from December / by Roger Pfingston

Flies out of the tree
to try rum cake on a
plate of caroling cherubs.

DPF / Jackson

For some days we need angels more than others, from poetryfoundation.org.

from Angel / by Angela Jackson

              I am

the angel who sweeps air in and out my own

dancing body.