For gulls, from A Book of Luminous Things: An International Anthology of Poetry, edited by Czeslaw Milosz.
from Flight / by Jorge Guillén (1893-1984)
All of space is a wave transfixed.
DPF / Schulman
For labels and libretti, from The Best of the Best American Poetry, 1988-1997, edited by Harold Bloom.
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/bio/grace-schulman
from The Present Perfect / by Grace Schulman b. 1935
No heir to your kindness,
your skill with a kite
DPF / Carson
Really, no Carson yet? This one’s from The Best of the Best American Poetry, 1988-1997, edited by Harold Bloom. More on the poet here:
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/bio/anne-carson
from Hölderlin Town / by Anne Carson b. 1950
You are mad to mourn alone.
With the wells gone dry.
DPF / Simmonds
For dreaming, from Poetry, October 2014, poetry from the United Kingdom. The rest of the poem is here:
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poem/248732
from Elegy for the Living / by Kathryn Simmonds
as if I dreamed you, dear
DPF / Wallace
For Issa, from Ploughshares, Spring 2014. More on Dr. Wallace here:
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/bio/ronald-wallace
from Song of Myself / by Ronald Wallace b. 1945
And the birds. And you.
DPF / Starbuck
For Sylvia, from Poetry Foundation’s archives.
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poem/19639
from Of Late / by George Starbuck (1931–1996)
He said it with simple materials such as would be found in your kitchen.
DPF / Harsent
More for rain from Poetry magazine, October 2014. Trying to fill yesterday with it.
from A Dream Book / by David Harsent
Now footsteps on shingle. Make of it what you will.
DPF / Bogan
For Shakespeare, from Louise Bogan’s Collected Poems: 1923-1953. More on Louise Bogan, here:
http://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poet/louise-bogan
from To An Artist, To Take Heart / by Louise Bogan (1897-1970)
Hamlet, Othello, Coriolanus fall
DPF / Sitwell
For mulberry trees, from my $2.50 first edition of Potable Gold (1929), by Babette Deutsch (1895–1982).
from Elegy on Dead Fashion / by Dame Edith Sitwell (1887–1964)
The nymphs are dead like the great summer roses.
DPF / Benzvi
For bureaucracies, from Fairy Tale Review, The Emerald Issue. More on the poet here:
http://blog.bestamericanpoetry.com/the_best_american_poetry/2013/10/happy-29-anat-benzvi-by-anthony-madrid-via-facebook-.html
from Preface / by Anat Benzvi
nevertheless, nevertheless.
When our Homer is a bitter silence.
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