For rain, from Poetry, September 2014.
from Now the Slow Blood / by Robert Fernandez b. 1980
Slow the slow rain down can rain.
Slow the dead is dead.
Slow the light, light.
For rain, from Poetry, September 2014.
from Now the Slow Blood / by Robert Fernandez b. 1980
Slow the slow rain down can rain.
Slow the dead is dead.
Slow the light, light.
I met Richard Eberhart in a poetry workshop which he led for a day at UF, in 1987 or 1988. He very kindly passed Emily Dickinson’s handshake to me: from her hand to an intervening hand to his hand to mine. This one’s from The Voice That is Great Within Us, an anthology from 1970, edited by Hayden Carruth.
from Flux / by Richard Eberhart (1904–2005)
The fogs are as unpredictable as the winds.
The next generation comes surely on
For Oz, from Fairy Tale Review, The Emerald Issue. More here:
http://fairytalereview.com/tag/the-emerald-issue/
from No Place Like / by Katie Manning
A few months after
the storm, Dorothy asked
to paint the farmhouse
emerald green.
For odd creatures & moons, from Poetry, July/August 2014.
from Werewolf on the Moon / by Amanda Calderon
A pretty one for sisters, from the 2009 James Laughlin Award of the Academy of American Poetry, How to Live on Bread and Music.
from The Three Sisters / by Jennifer K. Sweeney b. 1973
How many times have I peered
into the sloop and slag of childhood
as if shaking up a snow globe
For language, from Poetry, February 2011. More here:
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/bio/ange-mlinko#poet
from Symphonic Expanse / by Ange Mlinko b. 1969
The viscid catchfly,
ah, vying with bats at evening in Zahle
No Kenney yet? Here go! This one’s from Poetry again, December 2012. The rest of the poem is here:
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poem/244936
from March / by Richard Kenney b. 1948
Blues! Blooms! The yodel
of the chimney in night wind.
For New York, from Poetry magazine, December 2012.
from A Perfect Mess / by Mary Karr b. 1955
The city feeds on beauty, starves
for it, breeds it.
For Navajo myths, from Chicago Review, Volume 23, Number 4 and Volume 24, Number 1 (1972).
from Spell / by Morton Marcus (1936–2009)
she knows we look
for our father
the sun
For new neighbors, from American Poet, The Journal of the Academy of American Poets, Volume 40, Spring 2011.
from Harvard, Illinois / by Carl Adamshick
When someone moved to town,
we went mad wondering what caused it.
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