For mothers and lunchbox notes, from poetryfoundation.org.
from Lunchbox Love Note / by Kenn Nesbitt
The outside says,
“Will you be mine?”
and, “Will you be
my valentine?”
Poetry
DPF / Jewett
For Mother’s Day eve, from poetryfoundation.org.
from To a Child / by Sophie Jewett (1861–1909)
I was a dreaming forest tree,
You were a wild, sweet bird
Who sheltered at the heart of me
Because the north wind stirred;
DPF / Allen
For the upcoming Mother’s Day, from poetryfoundation.org.
from Rock Me to Sleep / by Elizabeth Akers Allen (1832-1911)
With your light lashes just sweeping my face,
Never hereafter to wake or to weep;—
Rock me to sleep, mother – rock me to sleep!
DPF / Notley
For Muhammed Ali, who finds himself in this poem from poetryfoundation.org.
from 30th Birthday / by Alice Notley, b. 1945
Strong as the violets
in Marlon Brando’s fist
DPF / Nordhaus
For memory and the upcoming mothers’ day, from poetryfoundation.org. The rest of the poem is here:
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/180084
from A Dandelion for My Mother / by Jean Nordhaus b. 1939
How I loved those spiky suns,
rooted stubborn as childhood
in the grass
DPF / Zavecz
For princesses, from Fairytale Review: The Mauve Issue.
from Six / by Rachel Zavecz
or the chime of moondrops dripping down her growths of crystalline-clear bone
DPF / Kasischke
For painted horses, from poets.org. You may read the rest of the poem here:
http://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/recall-carousel
from Recall the Carousel / by Laura Kasischke
They waved at us too many times to count.
Their dancing foals. Their lacquered mares. Even
a blue-eyed hunting hound
DPF / Donne
No Donne yet? From The Complete Poems of John Donne.
from The Dream / by John Donne
So, if I dream I have you, I have you
DPF / Zapruder
For clocks and towers, from The Best American Poetry, 2013.
from Albert Einstein / by Matthew Zapruder
and clearly it was all
beautiful guesses
DPF / Jarrell
For the last day of National Poetry Month, from Poem A Day, Vol 2. So sad to see you go.
from A Sick Child / by Randall Jarrell (1914-1965)
I say, ” Well, thank you very much. Good-bye.”
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