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
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.
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 brothers and oak trees, from The Fairy Tale Review: The Mauve Issue.
from The Story of the Moon / by Richard Siken
Then, celebration: dancing in red
coats on the meadow.
For rivers, from The Best American Poetry, 2014, guest edited by Terrance Hayes. Series editor: David Lehman.
from The Field Museum / by Roger Reeves (originally published in The Cincinnati Review)
Quetzal, starthroat, nightjar, grebe, and artic loon:
This ash for my daughter’s tongue, I give without
Sackcloth or sugar
For divining rods and rain, from Thrush Poetry Journal, an anthology of the first two years, edited by Helen Vitoria and designed by Walter Bjorkman.
from How to Locate Water on a Deserted Island / by Karen Skolfield
Darling, these are the palm trees
we’ve endlessly discussed
For time, from Poetry, 2015.
from The Clock in Literature / by Adam Saroyan
The clock in literature
Holds that moon.
For light, from The Academy of American Poets, poets.org. Ms. Limon has already been posted once, now twice, and I’m still trying not to duplicate any names yet; so, here’s a new poet for today’s (other) post.
from Sunset Park / by Patrick Phillips
Something like sadness,
like joy, like a sudden
love for my life
A love poem for the end of the world, from poetryfoundation.org.
from The Conditional / by Ada Limón, b 1976
Say we never get to see it: bright
future, stuck like a bum star, never
For women who aren’t like this, the so many I’ve known, from Poetryfoundation.org. I heard this on the treadmill this morning while listening to a Poetry podcast. The rest of the poem is here:
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poem/245154
from Their Pleas / by Kelly Cherry, b. Louisiana
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