For a part of the feast, poetryfoundation.org.
from The Loaf / by Paul Muldoon
For the upcoming week, from poetryfoundation.org.
from The New-England Boy’s Song about Thanksgiving Day / by Lydia Maria Child (1802–1880 )
For birds, bones, and wings, from poetryfoundation.org.
from The Waiting Room / by Christine Stewart
For 42 years and a month ago, from poetryfoundation.org.
from October 1973 / by Carolyn Kizer
Last night I dreamed I ran through the streets of New York
Looking for help for you, Nicanor.
For an amazing poet I missed in Iowa City by a few hours, from Poetryfoundation.org.
from Deaf Republic: 14 / by Ilya Kaminsky
from a match you never lit.
For brighter days, from poetryfoundation.org.
from The Spring Flowers Own / by Etel Adnan
angels ate lemons
in illuminated churches
there was a blue rug
planted with stars
above our heads
For Golden Geese, from The Star by My Head, edited by Malena Morling and Jonas Ellerstrom.
from It is so strange / by Tua Forsstrom
life becomes slow and strong
like Mahler’s Fifth
For faith, from poetryfoundation.org.
from Faith / by Frances Anne Kemble
For good days, from poetryfoundation.org.
from In November / by Lisel Mueller
But when I wake up, sunlight
has taken over the room.
You have already made the coffee
and the radio brings us music
from a confident age.
For balloons and lions, from Poets.org.
from Kristin’s Dream in November / by Bernadette Mayer, b. 1945
Frozen petals fell behind the red curtain
So slowly they woke me like a knock on door #7
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