For Day 17 of National Poetry Month and for spring, from poetryfoundation.org.
from Budding Scholars / by April Halprin Wayland, b. 1954
Welcome, Flowers.
Write your name on a name tag.
Find a seat.
DPF / Bishop
For Day 16, from The Complete Poems 1926-1979.
from The Man-Moth / by Elizabeth Bishop
Each night he must
be carried through artificial tunnels and dream recurrent dreams.
Just as the ties recur beneath his train, these underlie
his rushing brain.
DPF / Milton
For Day 15, feeling Miltonic. From Paradise Lost.
from Paradise Lost: Book 1 / by John Milton
What in me is dark
Illumin, what is low raise and support;
That to the highth of this great Argument
I may assert Eternal Providence,
And justifie the wayes of God to men.
DPF / Shakespeare
DPF / Amichai
For Day 13 and one of our beloved alma maters, even in today’s tribulations and pain, from poetryfoundation.org.
from The School Where I Studied / by Yehuda Amichai, translated by Chana Bloch and Chana Kronfeld
I passed by the school where I studied as a boy
and said in my heart: here I learned certain things
DPF / Kocot
For Day 12 of National Poetry Month from one UF alumna to another and from her book, The Bigger World.
from Love Story / by Noelle Kocot
‘Let’s live in a blue house together,
Have blue house children, and
Live under the fragile still-
Life of the stars.’
DPF / Plath
A spring flower for Day 11, from Ariel.
from Tulips / by Sylvia Plath
And I am aware of my heart: it opens and closes
Its bowl of red blooms out of sheer love of me.
The water I taste is warm and salt, like the sea,
And comes from a country far away as health.
DPF / Levis
For Day 10 of National Poetry Month, from a local, valley poet, and from american poets: The Journal of the Academy of American Poets, Spring-Summer 2016, and from The Darkening Trapeze.
from Ghazal / by Larry Levis
I remember how
My old psychiatrist would pinch his nose between
A thumb and forefinger, look up at me & sigh.
DPF / Pizarro
For Day 9 of National Poetry Month, from my shared-name poet and his book, Shadowinnower.
from Witchnomad / by Aguedo Pizarro, translated by Barbara Stoler Miller
brightflight of the egretdance,
speed of your dreamcalling,
dunesalt in the sandvoid
DPF / Herrera
For Day 8 of National Poetry Month, from poetryfoundation.org.
from Let Me Tell You What A Poem Brings / by Juan Felipe Herrera
Before you go further,
let me tell you what a poem brings,
first, you must know the secret, there is no poem
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