DPF / Bishop

For Day 16, from The Complete Poems 1926-1979.

from The Man-Moth / by Elizabeth Bishop

Each night he must
be carried through artificial tunnels and dream recurrent dreams.
Just as the ties recur beneath his train, these underlie
his rushing brain.

DPF / Milton

For Day 15, feeling Miltonic. From Paradise Lost.

from Paradise Lost: Book 1 / by John Milton

                   What in me is dark
Illumin, what is low raise and support;
That to the highth of this great Argument
I may assert Eternal Providence,
And justifie the wayes of God to men.

DPF / Shakespeare

For Day 14 and a daughter’s love for her father, from King Lear.

from King Lear: Act 1, Scene 1 / by William Shakespeare

CORDELIA
[Aside] What shall Cordelia do?
Love, and be silent.

DPF / Amichai

For Day 13 and one of our beloved alma maters, even in today’s tribulations and pain, from poetryfoundation.org.

from The School Where I Studied / by Yehuda Amichai, translated by Chana Bloch and Chana Kronfeld

I passed by the school where I studied as a boy
and said in my heart: here I learned certain things

DPF / Levis

For Day 10 of National Poetry Month, from a local, valley poet, and from american poets: The Journal of the Academy of American Poets, Spring-Summer 2016, and from The Darkening Trapeze.

from Ghazal / by Larry Levis

I remember how

My old psychiatrist would pinch his nose between
A thumb and forefinger, look up at me & sigh.

DPF / Pizarro

For Day 9 of National Poetry Month, from my shared-name poet and his book, Shadowinnower.

from Witchnomad / by Aguedo Pizarro, translated by Barbara Stoler Miller

brightflight of the egretdance,
speed of your dreamcalling,
dunesalt in the sandvoid

DPF / Herrera

For Day 8 of National Poetry Month, from poetryfoundation.org.

from Let Me Tell You What A Poem Brings / by Juan Felipe Herrera

Before you go further,
let me tell you what a poem brings,
first, you must know the secret, there is no poem

DPF / Wieners

For Day 7 of National Poetry Month, from poetryfoundation.org.

from A Poem for Painters / by John Wieners (1934-2002)

Paul Klee scratched for seven years
              on smoked glass, to develop
              his line, LaVigne says, look
at his face! he who has spent
             all night drawing mine.

DPF / Halliday

For Day 6 of National Poetry Month, from poetryfoundation.org.

from The Missing Poem / by Mark Halliday

With lightness!
With weight and lightness and, on the hypothetical radio,
that certain song you almost forgot to love.

DPF / Justice

For Jean Justice, Dr. Justice’s wife, who died March 30, 2016. Dr. Justice was the Chair on my Masters Thesis Committee at UF. From Collected Poems.

from Poem [“This poem is not addressed to you”] / by Donald Justice

This poem is not addressed to you.
You may come into it briefly,
But no one will find you here, no one.
You will have changed before the poem will.