For Concord and self-reliance, from The Oxford Book of American Poetry, edited by David Lehman.
from A Letter / by Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882)
And mark the rising of the early stars.
There will I bring my books
Harvard
DPF / Taylor
(Updated) For spinning wheels and memory, from The Oxford Book of American Poetry, edited by David Lehman.
from Huswifery / by Edward Taylor (1642-1729)
Make me thy Loome then, knit therein this Twine:
And make thy Holy Spirit, Lord, winde quills:
Then weave the Web Thyselfe. Thy yarn is fine.
DPF / O’Hara
For this random-play week, here’s one from Poem A Day ed. by Laurie Sheck, Vol. 2. A music major at Harvard, Frank O’Hara wrote this elegy for Billie Holiday.
from The Day Lady Died / by Frank O’Hara (1926-1966)
It is 12:20 in New York a Friday
three days after Bastille day, yes
it is 1959
DPF / McHugh
Silence for this week. Love this one. More here:
http://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/what-he-thought
from What He Thought / by Heather McHugh
“What’s poetry?
Is it the fruits and vegetables
and marketplace at Campo dei Fiori
or the statue there?”
DPF / Thoreau
Birds this week. Needing a bluebird of happiness today. Best known for Walden, he was a poet first. http://www.poets.org/poet.php/prmPID/601
from The Bluebirds / by Henry David Thoreau
In the midst of the poplar that stands by the door,
We planted a bluebird box
DPF / Salter
And, another American poet, a woman, and a woman writing in the 1980’s. Harvard, Cambridge, The Norton Anthology of Poetry, Atlantic Monthly, New Republic, Japan and a smile as enigmatic as Ms. Sarandon’s. As well, this one’s thematically linked to the previous one.
from Home Movies: A Sort of Ode / by Mary Jo Salter
What happened between him and her
is another story. And just as well
we have no movie of it
DPF / Ciardi
Am bird obsessed. So, this one is from Bright Wings: An Illustrated Anthology of Poems About Birds, ed. by Billy Collins, with paintings by David Allen Sibley. More information on Collins and Ciardi at www.poets.org.
from Bird Watching / by John Ciardi
A bird is a bird as long as it is
there. Then it is a miracle our crumbs and
sunflower seeds caught and let go.
DPF / Cummings
from 73 Poems: #19 / by E. E. Cummings
Q: how numb can an unworld get?
A: number
DPF / Frost
A happy birthday today to Robert Frost. I did not remember he was born in San Francisco.
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-line-storm-song/
from A Line-Storm Song / by Robert Frost
And it seems like the time when after doubt
Our love came back amain.
Oh, come forth into the storm and rout
And be my love in the rain.
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