For fire, from Poetry, March 2015. The rest of the poem is here:
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poem/250048
from On Trans / by Miller Oberman
The earth doesn’t seem to move, but sometimes we fall
down against it and seem to briefly alight on its turning.
From Italy, for time, from The Penguin Book of Women Poets, edited by Carol Cosman, Joan Keefe and Kathleen Weaver (1978).
from When I see the earth ornate and lovely / by Veronica Gambara (1485-?) translated by Brenda Webster
Even this meadow now green and blossoming
before was full of snow
For children, from Poetry 180, edited by Billy Collins.
from I Wish in the City of Your Heart / by Robley Wilson
I wish in the city of your heart
you would let me be the street
where you walk when you are most
yourself.
For seas and waves and kings, from Bright Wings, edited by Billy Collins with whom I share an issue of the Jacaranda Review, W/S 1991. And, for those who celebrate this day, a prayerful and Happy Easter.
from The Kingfisher / by Lisa Williams
Then the bird itself touched down
on an aged tree, on a pond’s island,
in a circle of melting ice.
For Final Four Day, from Poetry, April 2015. The rest of the poem is here:
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poem/250228#poem
from Badu Interviews Lamar / by Camonghne Felix
I’m in my
own world.
let
everything consume me.
For babies and bees, from The Star By My Head, Poets from Sweden, edited and translated by Malena Mörling and Jonas Ellerström.
from Five months old, the summer / by Tua Forsström b. 1947
The summer sways in the breeze in tepid
shadows and light: she has already travelled
so far, she dreams dreams, she already has memories
Another for the Final Four, from Poetryfoundation.org. The rest of the poem may be found here:
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/172264
from Ex-Basketball Player / by John Updike (1932–2009)
For University of Kentucky, Wisconsin, Michigan State and Duke: the Final Four. From Poetryfoundation.org. I spent about ten summers, as a child, in my grandparents’ home at the top of a mountain in Kentucky, so, I’m a bit biased. Go, Wildcats!
from Catch / by Samiya Bashir
Erratum, and here is the correct spelling: Robert Schechter. Apologies to the poet! And, now you can find him, with the correct spelling of his name.
For poetry garage friends, from Villanelles, edited by Annie Finch, and Marie-Elizabeth Mali.
from The Crossing, After Theodore Roethke / by Robert Schechter
This running makes me nervous. I should know.
What roasts my skin is always. And is near.
For birds and snow, from Bright Wings, An Illustrated Anthology of Poems About Birds, edited by Billy Collins, with paintings by David Allen Sibley. More about the author here: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/bio/henry-carlile#poet
from The Cardinal / by Henry Carlile b. 1934
He shocks us when he flies
like a red verb over the snow.
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