Random play / shuffle week. From Poetry 180, ed. by Billy Collins.
from Praise Song / by Lucille Clifton 1936-2010
to my aunt blanche
who rolled from grass to driveway
into the street one sunday morning.
21st-Century Poetry
DPF / Levine
More flowers. This one’s in American Poets, The Journal of the Academy of American Poets, Spring-Summer 2014. And, it’s from his book, The Mercy. More here:
http://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poet/philip-levine
from Northern Motive / by Philip Levine b. 1928
little, delicate white jump-ups that open for
only a few hours, live their lives, turn to dust
before the day ends
DPF / Volkman
More gardening, flowers. More here and here:
http://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/labor-tulip
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/bio/karen-volkman
from Labor as a Tulip / by Karen Volkman b.1967
Labor as a tulip
arrays its flame, nu
form, as the bulb-star,
interred
DPF / Rohrer
More gardening. And, more here:
http://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/garden-bees
from A Garden of Bees / by Matthew Rohrer b. 1970
I buy the poem from the garden
of bees for one euro.
DPF / Pastan
This week, gardens. More on Linda Pastan, here and here:
http://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/happo-en-garden-Tokyo
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/bio/linda-pastan
from In the Happo-En Garden, Tokyo / by Linda Pastan b. 1932
Perhaps Eden is buried
here in Japan
DPF / Muske-Dukes
Last for weather for now. Our California State Poet Laureate from 2008-2011! Maybe gardens next week. More here:
http://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/octave-above-thunder
from An Octave Above Thunder / by Carol Muske-Dukes b. 1945
Here were the words of the Blind Poet–
crumpled like wash for the line, to be
dried, pressed flat.
DPF / Balbo
More weather, maybe. I take it to be sun, maybe, so, a sunny day. This one’s from the book, Villanelles. Ophelia, I love. And, Cordelia. Lovely villanelle.
from Ophelia: A Wreath / by Ned Balbo b.1959
Water like glass unbroken, silent stream
Of glitterings, sky-fallings.
DPF / Boruch
More weather. Snow, my favorite. But, also, rain is my favorite. And, fog. But, here’s snow. APR May/June 2014
from The Sound and Silence of the World Now / by Marianne Boruch
enraptured by the sudden what a score
middle of winter, deep snow in this village I never heard of but
DPF / Parker
More weather, in general. Actually, more clouds. This one is from APR (The American Poetry Review) May/June 2014.
from A Little Chat I’ll Have with the Very Next Horse I Meet / by Alan Michael Parker
Look, the clouds are running together
like cousins —
DPF / Fagan
A little weather. More here and here:
http://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/snow-globe
from Snow Globe / by Kathy Fagan
Color: snow day with autumn
leaves inside it
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