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Posted: May 22, 2015 - 9:25am

 Antigone wrote:

Praying

....

into thanks, and a silence in which
another voice may speak.

~ Mary Oliver

 
She is a wonderful poet.  Thanks for this post.
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Posted: May 22, 2015 - 7:22am

Praying

It doesn’t have to be
the blue iris, it could be
weeds in a vacant lot, or a few
small stones; just
pay attention, then patch

a few words together and don’t try
to make them elaborate, this isn’t
a contest but the doorway

into thanks, and a silence in which
another voice may speak.

~ Mary Oliver
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Posted: May 10, 2015 - 10:55pm

Mothers and Daughters

When I was a child
my mother and I traveled the long miles
to see her mother, once a year.
That hillside farm was mostly gravel,
the kitchen smelled like a churn,
guineas and chickens strutted the porch.
When we left,
my grandmother would stand
in her garden and wave.
I’d watch her a long time,
leaning out the window of the car.
My mother would say little on the way home,
her eyes now and then filling with tears.
Perhaps she was thinking of that garden,
the one she tried to replicate year after year,
every last pole bean and zinnia,
the one she left to me.

Jo McDougall


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Posted: May 2, 2015 - 11:35am

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A Light Exists in Spring...

Emily Dickinson



 
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Posted: May 2, 2015 - 10:46am

A Light Exists in Spring...

A Light exists in Spring
Not present on the Year
At any other period-
When March is scarcely here

A Color stands abroad
On Solitary Fields
That Science cannot overtake
But Human Nature feels.

It waits upon the Lawn,
It shows the furthest Tree
Upon the furthest Slope you know
It almost speaks to you.

Then as Horizons step
Or Noons report away
Without the Formula of sound
It passes and we stay-

A quality of loss
Affecting our Content
As Trade had suddenly encroached
Upon a Sacrament.

Emily Dickinson


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Posted: Apr 30, 2015 - 7:45am

Looking West from Laguna Beach at Night

I’ve always liked the view from my mother-in-law’s house at night,
Oil rigs off Long Beach
Like floating lanterns out in the smog-dark Pacific,
Stars in the eucalyptus,
Lights of airplanes arriving from Asia, and town lights
Littered like broken glass around the bay and back up the hill.

In summer, dance music is borne up
On the sea winds from the hotel’s beach deck far below,
“Twist and Shout,” or “Begin the Beguine.”
It’s nice to think that somewhere someone is having a good time,
And pleasant to picture them down there
Turned out, tipsy and flushed, in their white shorts and their turquoise
         shirts.

Later, I like to sit and look up
At the mythic history of Western civilization,
Pinpricked and clued through the zodiac.
I’d like to be able to name them, say what’s what and how who got
         where,
Curry the physics of metamorphosis and its endgame,
But I’ve spent my life knowing nothing.

Charles Wright




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Posted: Apr 20, 2015 - 8:04am

Widows

My mother’s playing cards with my aunt,
Spite and Malice, the family pastime, the game
my grandmother taught all her daughters.

Midsummer: too hot to go out.
Today, my aunt’s ahead; she’s getting the good cards.
My mother’s dragging, having trouble with her concentration.
She can’t get used to her own bed this summer.
She had no trouble last summer,
getting used to the floor. She learned to sleep there
to be near my father.
He was dying; he got a special bed.

My aunt doesn’t give an inch, doesn’t make
allowance for my mother’s weariness.
It’s how they were raised: you show respect by fighting.
To let up insults the opponent.

Each player has one pile to the left, five cards in the hand.
It’s good to stay inside on days like this,
to stay where it’s cool.
And this is better than othe r games, better than solitaire.

My grandmother thought ahead; she prepared her daughters.
They have cards; they have each other.
They don’t need any more companionship.

All afternoon the game goes on but the sun doesn’t move.
It just keeps beating down, turning the grass yellow.
That’s how it must seem to my mother.
And then, suddenly, something is over.

My aunt’s been at it longer; maybe that’s why she’s playing better.
Her cards evaporate: that’s what you want, that’s the object: in the end,
the one who has nothing wins.

Louise Glück




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Posted: Apr 13, 2015 - 9:02am

There Will Come Soft Rains
Sara Teasdale

There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground,
And swallows circling with their shimmering sound;

And frogs in the pools, singing at night,
And wild plum trees in tremulous white,

Robins will wear their feathery fire,
Whistling their whims on a low fence-wire;

And not one will know of the war, not one
Will care at last when it is done.

Not one would mind, neither bird nor tree,
If mankind perished utterly;

And Spring herself, when she woke at dawn,
Would scarcely know that we were gone.


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Posted: Apr 1, 2015 - 6:23pm

Tria Phase

You are standing in my yard
With your bikes and kickballs
Smiling at me
I am standing on the porch
I want to come out and play
But I am not sure for how long
I wonder which of you I like best
I see others coming up the driveway
I wonder if I will like you enough
If I will like your games

You see,
When I moved from my old neighborhood
I moved away from my best friend
Who knew me so very well
Leaving behind all that was perfect and ideal...
for me
 
I take a few steps down
I return the ball that you throw
I ride my bike once around the block with you
But then I run back to the porch 
I can make no promises just yet
And I don't wish to disappoint
If you are patient with me
If delight in my company is enough
For now
Then I will play with you
It is a new day
The sun is shining
And I must get outside
 
 
 



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Posted: Apr 1, 2015 - 6:29am

A Classic

From Endymion
Book I

A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its loveliness increases, it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing
A flowery band to bind us to the earth,
Spite of despondence, of the inhuman dearth
Of noble natures, of the gloomy days,
Of all the unhealthy and o’er-darkened ways
Made of our searching; yes, in spite of all,
Some shape of beauty moves away the pall
From our dark spirits.

JOHN KEATS


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Posted: Mar 26, 2015 - 7:54am

 meower wrote:

Rembrandt's Late Self-Portraits by Elizabeth Jennings

You are confronted with yourself. Each year
The pouches fill, the skin is uglier.
You give it all unflinchingly. You stare
Into yourself, beyond. Your brush's care
Runs with self-knowledge. Here

Is a humility at one with craft.
There is no arrogance. Pride is apart
From this self-scrutiny.
You make light drift
The way you want.
Your face is bruised and hurt But there is still love left.

Love of the art and others. To the last
Experiment went on. You stared beyond
Your age, the times. You also plucked the past
And tempered it. Self-portraits understand,
And old age can divest,

With truthful changes, us of fear of death.
Look, a new anguish. There, the bloated nose,
The sadness and the joy. To paint's to breathe,
And all the darknesses are dared. You chose
What each must reckon with.



 
Lovely.

I've posted before the long poem by E.A. Robinson called Rembrandt to Rembrandt. I won't post it again, but you should read it. It's worth the effort.
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Posted: Mar 26, 2015 - 6:51am

 meower wrote:

Rembrandt's Late Self-Portraits by Elizabeth Jennings

...

 
Nice!
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Posted: Mar 26, 2015 - 4:59am

Rembrandt's Late Self-Portraits by Elizabeth Jennings

You are confronted with yourself. Each year
The pouches fill, the skin is uglier.
You give it all unflinchingly. You stare
Into yourself, beyond. Your brush's care
Runs with self-knowledge. Here

Is a humility at one with craft.
There is no arrogance. Pride is apart
From this self-scrutiny.
You make light drift
The way you want.
Your face is bruised and hurt But there is still love left.

Love of the art and others. To the last
Experiment went on. You stared beyond
Your age, the times. You also plucked the past
And tempered it. Self-portraits understand,
And old age can divest,

With truthful changes, us of fear of death.
Look, a new anguish. There, the bloated nose,
The sadness and the joy. To paint's to breathe,
And all the darknesses are dared. You chose
What each must reckon with.


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Posted: Mar 25, 2015 - 10:43pm

 bokey wrote:
Today I dumped a portion of my mother's ashes off a
bridge on the exercise trail that was built for the
community as a result of her tireless years of
lobbying for the funding.

 They swirled away in the stream forming a cloud like
pattern that I could have imagined to be anything I
wanted, but I didn't need to imagine anything.

 
  Some of the grey sediment settled  on the bottom of
the stream in a v-shaped pattern pointing downstream.

Small fish came out of the cloudy ripples
 and hovered over the grey pattern formed by the part of
her remains that sank into the bed of the stream.

Some will wash away with the next hard rain, some
will work it's way down and become part of the
foundation of the streambed.

    Some washed downstream and into the first big
series of tiny stream proportionate rapids and
disappeared beyond my vision.

 
Kudos, Bokey
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Posted: Mar 25, 2015 - 4:23pm

 bokey wrote:
Today I dumped a portion of my mother's ashes off a
bridge on the exercise trail that was built for the
community as a result of her tireless years of
lobbying for the funding.

 They swirled away in the stream forming a cloud like
pattern that I could have imagined to be anything I
wanted, but I didn't need to imagine anything.

 
  Some of the grey sediment settled  on the bottom of
the stream in a v-shaped pattern pointing downstream.

Small fish came out of the cloudy ripples
 and hovered over the grey pattern formed by the part of
her remains that sank into the bed of the stream.

Some will wash away with the next hard rain, some
will work it's way down and become part of the
foundation of the streambed.

    Some washed downstream and into the first big
series of tiny stream proportionate rapids and
disappeared beyond my vision.

 
{#Good-vibes}
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Posted: Mar 25, 2015 - 4:18pm

Today I dumped a portion of my mother's ashes off a
bridge on the exercise trail that was built for the
community as a result of her tireless years of
lobbying for the funding.

 They swirled away in the stream forming a cloud like
pattern that I could have imagined to be anything I
wanted, but I didn't need to imagine anything.

 
  Some of the grey sediment settled  on the bottom of
the stream in a v-shaped pattern pointing downstream.

Small fish came out of the cloudy ripples
 and hovered over the grey pattern formed by the part of
her remains that sank into the bed of the stream.

Some will wash away with the next hard rain, some
will work it's way down and become part of the
foundation of the streambed.

    Some washed downstream and into the first big
series of tiny stream proportionate rapids and
disappeared beyond my vision.
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Posted: Mar 25, 2015 - 3:22pm

Hope is the Thing with Feathers

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chillest land
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.

 ~ Emily Dickinson




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Posted: Mar 19, 2015 - 8:00am

Kissing

The young are walking on the riverbank,
arms around each other’s waists and shoulders,
pretending to be looking at the waterlilies
and what might be a nest of some kind, over
there, which two who are clamped together
mouth to mouth have forgotten about.
The others, making courteous detours
around them, talk, stop talking, kiss.
They can see no one older than themselves.
It’s their river. They’ve got all day.

Seeing’s not everything. At this very
moment the middle-aged are kissing
in the backs of taxis, on the way
to airports and stations. Their mouths and tongues
are soft and powerful and as moist as ever.
Their hands are not inside each other’s clothes
(because of the driver) but locked so tightly
together that it hurts: it may leave marks
on their not of course youthful skin, which they won’t
notice. They too may have futures.

Fleur Adcock


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Posted: Mar 13, 2015 - 10:36am

Sometime a keeper here in Windsor Forest,
Doth all the winter-time, at still midnight,
Walk round about an oak, with great ragg'd horns;
And there he blasts the tree, and takes the cattle,
And makes milch-kine yield blood, and shakes a chain
In a most hideous and dreadful manner.
You have heard of such a spirit, and well you know
The superstitious idle-headed eld
Receiv'd, and did deliver to our age,
This tale of Herne the Hunter for a truth.
— William Shakespeare, The Merry Wives of Windsor

"...But I am a blasted tree; the bolt has entered my soul; and I felt then that I should survive to exhibit what I shall soon cease to be - a miserable spectacle of wrecked humanity, pitiable to others and intolerable to myself..."

from Frankenstein; or, The Modern Prometheus by Mary Shelly


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Posted: Mar 12, 2015 - 8:03am

Billy Collins


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