The Geek Who Understands You
High, Higher, Highest Samuel Hazo Viewed from space, the world’s impersonal. France appears, but no Frenchmen. Then Germany, without one German. Regardless, the richest man on earth pays three hundred thousand for a ten-minute flight by rocket at three thousand…
Gifts Kirk Wilson I kept my life in a small room with pale blue walls and brought it back little presents from the world This is for you I would say This is for you Sometimes the gifts died in…
By the way, April is National Poetry Month!
Götterdämmerung –Rita Dove From On the Bus with Rosa Parks A straw reed climbs the car antenna. Beyond the tinted glass, golden waves of grain. Golly! I can’t help exclaiming, and he smirks— my born-again naturalist son with his souped-up…
Death By Wind –Gerald Stern From Save the Last Dance As for those who face their death by wind and call it by the weird name of forgiveness they alone have the right to marry birds, and those who stopped…
Yellow Glove –Naomi Shihab Nye From Yellow Glove, reprinted in Words Under the Words: Selected Poems What can a yellow glove mean in a world of motorcars and governments? I was small, like everyone. Life was a string of precautions:…
What Is There Beyond Knowing –Mary Oliver From New and Selected Poems: Volume Two What is there beyond knowing that keeps calling to me? I can’t turn in any direction but it’s there. I don’t mean the leaves’ grip and…
Morning on the Island –Carolyn Forché From The Nation 290:15, 19 April 2010 The lights across the water are the waking city. The water shimmers with imaginary fish. Not far from here lie the bones of conifers washed from the…
I finished this week’s block on the same day for once! I’m toying with the idea of leaving the border as-is.
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