For stars and wise men, from poetryfoundation.org.
from Christmas Carol / by Sara Teasdale
The angels came from heaven high
And they were clad with wings;
And lo, they brought a joyful song
The host of heaven sings.
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DPF / Neale
For the season, from the 19th century, and from poetryfoundation.org.
from Good King Wenceslas / by John Mason Neale (1818–1866)
Good King Wenceslas look’d out,
On the Feast of Stephen;
When the snow lay round about,
Deep, and crisp, and even:
Brightly shone the moon that night,
Though the frost was cruel,
When a poor man came in sight,
Gath’ring winter fuel.
DPF / Taylor
For the millions of them, from poetryfoundation.org.
from Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star / by Ann Taylor (1783–1824 )
TWINKLE, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are !
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.
DPF / Christensen
For forests and peace, from poetryfoundation.org.
from Light: Winter / by Inger Christensen, translated by Susanna Nied
all will be one will be one this year
wings and ice will be one in the world
all will be changed in the world:
the boat will hear its steps on the ice
the war will hear its war on the ice
DPF / King
For golden things, from poetryfoundation.org.
from The Gilded Zero / by Amy King
Only open homes & woods & pansies’ blue ledges
can lead the zero with his only arms
to embrace himself in open fields for all to gape upon.
DPF / Kim
For cranberries and purple fencepickets, from poetryfoundation.org.
from The Couple Next Door / by Suji Kwock Kim, b. 1969
Sassafras & pickerel, black locust
& meadowsweet, wild sarsaparilla,
checkerberry, starflower.
& meadowsweet, wild sarsaparilla,
checkerberry, starflower.
DPF / Sze
For all the twinkling lights, from poetryfoundation.org.
from Ten Thousand to One / by Arthur Sze, b. 1950
The Phoenicians guarded a recipe that required
ten thousand murex shells to make
an ounce of Tyrian purple.
DPF / Mazur
For mothers and daughters, from poetryfoundation.org.
from I Wish I Want I Need / by Gail Mazur
In Byfield,
in the snowstorm, we bought things
at an antiques mall, she a miniature
Sunbonnet Baby creamer and saucer—
a bargain!—I, a chrome ice bucke
stamped with penguins, with Bakelite handles.
DPF / Tomlinson
For the force, from poetryfoundation.org.
from Snow Signs / by Charles Tomlinson (1927-2015)
As though it were promising a protection
From all it has transfigured, scored and bared,
Now we shall know the force of what resurrection
Outwaits the simplification of the snow.
DPF / Corso
For birthdays. Happy birthday to my newly-minted 10-year old! From Mom and poetryfoundation.org.
from Writ on the Eve of my 32nd Birthday / by Gregory Corso
And the eyes, ah the eyes get better all the time.
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