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Posted: Dec 1, 2016 - 2:38pm

Emily Dickinson’s Singular Scrap Poetry

I am not sure if this link will work, but this is a fine article in the Dec 5th New Yorker


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Posted: Dec 1, 2016 - 11:02am

The Couple

They no longer sleep quite as well as they did
when they were younger. He lies awake thinking
of things that happened years ago, turning
uncomfortably from time to time, pulling on the
blankets. She worries about money. First one
and then the other is awake during the night,
in shifts as if keeping watch, though they can’t
see very much in the dark and it’s quiet. They
are sentries at some outpost, an abandoned fort
somewhere in the middle of the Great Plains
where only the wind is a regular visitor. Each
stands guard in the wilderness of an imagined
life in which the other sleeps untroubled.

Louis Jenkins
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Posted: Nov 30, 2016 - 8:29am

November, 1967

Dr. Zhivago was playing at the Paramount
Theater in St. Cloud. That afternoon,
we went into Russia,

and when we came out, the snow
was falling—the same snow
that fell in Moscow.

The sky had turned black velvet.
We’d been through the Revolution
and the frozen winters.

In the Chevy, we waited for the heater
to melt ice on the windshield,
clapping our hands to keep warm.

On the highway, these two things:
a song from Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band
and that semi-truck careening by.

Now I travel through the dark without you
and sometimes I turn up the radio, hopeful
the way you were, no matter what.

Joyce Sutphen   Poet Laureate of MN


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Posted: Nov 27, 2016 - 1:45pm

Prague

The day I learned my wife was dying
I told myself if anyone said, Well, she had
a good life, I’d punch him in the nose.
How much life represents a good life?

Maybe a hundred years, which would
give us nearly forty more to visit Oslo
and take the train to Vladivostok,
learn German to read Thomas Mann

in the original. Even more baseball games,
more days at the beach and the baking
of more walnut cakes for family birthdays.
How much time is enough time? How much

is needed for all those unspent kisses,
those slow walks along cobbled streets?

Stephen Dobyns


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Posted: Nov 25, 2016 - 12:17pm

 Antigone wrote:

Love the quick profit, the annual raise,
vacation with pay. Want more
of everything ready-made. Be afraid
to know your neighbors and to die.
And you will have a window in your head.
Not even your future will be a mystery
any more. Your mind will be punched in a card
and shut away in a little drawer.
When they want you to buy something
they will call you. When they want you
to die for profit they will let you know.

So, friends, every day do something
that won’t compute. Love the Lord.
Love the world. Work for nothing.
Take all that you have and be poor.
Love someone who does not deserve it.
Denounce the government and embrace
the flag. Hope to live in that free
republic for which it stands.
Give your approval to all you cannot
understand. Praise ignorance, for what man
has not encountered he has not destroyed.

Ask the questions that have no answers.
Invest in the millennium. Plant sequoias.
Say that your main crop is the forest
that you did not plant,
that you will not live to harvest.
Say that the leaves are harvested
when they have rotted into the mold.
Call that profit. Prophesy such returns.

Put your faith in the two inches of humus
that will build under the trees
every thousand years.
Listen to carrion – put your ear
close, and hear the faint chattering
of the songs that are to come.
Expect the end of the world. Laugh.
Laughter is immeasurable. Be joyful
though you have considered all the facts.
So long as women do not go cheap
for power, please women more than men.
Ask yourself: Will this satisfy
a woman satisfied to bear a child?
Will this disturb the sleep
of a woman near to giving birth?

Go with your love to the fields.
Lie down in the shade. Rest your head
in her lap. Swear allegiance
to what is nighest your thoughts.
As soon as the generals and the politicos
can predict the motions of your mind,
lose it. Leave it as a sign
to mark the false trail, the way
you didn’t go. Be like the fox
who makes more tracks than necessary,
some in the wrong direction.
Practice resurrection.

~Wendell Berry



 
Thanks.
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Posted: Nov 25, 2016 - 10:18am

The Guardians

All day we packed boxes.
We read birth and death certificates.
The yellowed telegrams that announced
our births, the cards of congratulations
and condolences, the deeds and debts,
love letters, valentines with a heart
ripped out, the obituaries.
We opened the divorce decree,
a terrible document of division and subtraction.
We leafed through scrapbooks:
corsages, matchbooks, programs to the ballet,
racetrack, theater—joy and frivolity
parceled in one volume—
painstakingly arranged, preserved
and pasted with crusted glue.
We sat in the room in which the beloved
had departed. We remembered her yellow hair
and her mind free of paradox.
We sat together side by side
on the empty floor and did not speak.
There were no words
between us other than the essence
of the words from the correspondences,
our inheritance—plain speak,
bereft of poetry.

Jill Bialosky


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Posted: Nov 9, 2016 - 10:28am

 Antigone wrote:
...
Go with your love to the fields.
Lie down in the shade. Rest your head
in her lap. Swear allegiance
to what is nighest your thoughts.
As soon as the generals and the politicos
can predict the motions of your mind,
lose it. Leave it as a sign
to mark the false trail, the way
you didn’t go. Be like the fox
who makes more tracks than necessary,
some in the wrong direction.
Practice resurrection.

~Wendell Berry



 
Yes.
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Posted: Nov 9, 2016 - 6:53am

Love the quick profit, the annual raise,
vacation with pay. Want more
of everything ready-made. Be afraid
to know your neighbors and to die.
And you will have a window in your head.
Not even your future will be a mystery
any more. Your mind will be punched in a card
and shut away in a little drawer.
When they want you to buy something
they will call you. When they want you
to die for profit they will let you know.

So, friends, every day do something
that won’t compute. Love the Lord.
Love the world. Work for nothing.
Take all that you have and be poor.
Love someone who does not deserve it.
Denounce the government and embrace
the flag. Hope to live in that free
republic for which it stands.
Give your approval to all you cannot
understand. Praise ignorance, for what man
has not encountered he has not destroyed.

Ask the questions that have no answers.
Invest in the millennium. Plant sequoias.
Say that your main crop is the forest
that you did not plant,
that you will not live to harvest.
Say that the leaves are harvested
when they have rotted into the mold.
Call that profit. Prophesy such returns.

Put your faith in the two inches of humus
that will build under the trees
every thousand years.
Listen to carrion – put your ear
close, and hear the faint chattering
of the songs that are to come.
Expect the end of the world. Laugh.
Laughter is immeasurable. Be joyful
though you have considered all the facts.
So long as women do not go cheap
for power, please women more than men.
Ask yourself: Will this satisfy
a woman satisfied to bear a child?
Will this disturb the sleep
of a woman near to giving birth?

Go with your love to the fields.
Lie down in the shade. Rest your head
in her lap. Swear allegiance
to what is nighest your thoughts.
As soon as the generals and the politicos
can predict the motions of your mind,
lose it. Leave it as a sign
to mark the false trail, the way
you didn’t go. Be like the fox
who makes more tracks than necessary,
some in the wrong direction.
Practice resurrection.

~Wendell Berry


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Posted: Nov 2, 2016 - 9:46am

 Antigone wrote:


 
{#Good-vibes}
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Posted: Nov 2, 2016 - 9:32am


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Posted: Oct 21, 2016 - 5:15am

 Antigone wrote:
Dragon dog drags me
Up and down the streets, to find
The best place to poop.

 
And a new form is born, the Hai-poop!  
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Posted: Oct 21, 2016 - 5:04am

Dragon dog drags me
Up and down the streets, to find
The best place to poop.
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Posted: Sep 30, 2016 - 8:12am

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Happy Birthday, Mary Oliver!



 
Earlier this morning I watched and heard a recording of her reading her wonderful poem, Wild Geese.
Mary Oliver—what a treasure.
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Posted: Sep 26, 2016 - 9:57pm

 Alexandra wrote:
The following poem is an absolute downer. If you're not in a good space for that, don't scroll down. I'm guessing many here can relate, though. Just working through things to heal my heart....

 

Pink Death


 

 

 

 



 
Really excellent writing and, I hope, cathartic. I've lost everything and everyone but for a handful of people but I stopped mourning. But man, that was awesome - to me.



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Posted: Sep 26, 2016 - 9:53pm

The following poem is an absolute downer. If you're not in a good space for that, don't scroll down. I'm guessing many here can relate, though. Just working through things to heal my heart....

 

Facing the Pink Death

 

I did not want to have to face the Pink Death

Natural Death was supposed to steal you, my darling

in the middle of the night, peacefully

years from now

 

One of the happiest days of my life

quickly became one of the worst

A nightmare from which I never awoke

You did not greet me at the door

 

I found you panting and laboring over every breath

your beautiful, graceful legs lifeless

eyes sunken and body diminished

You wanted to die alone in the dark quiet

 

Frenzied journey, hoping against all hope

that you would survive this

Don’t leave me…please don’t leave me…please don't leave...

You are taken out of my loving arms

 

Much later, you are returned to me

I cradle you, I savor the feel of your alive body

Stroking your silky, beautiful coat

my body is frozen and numb with disbelief

 

I cannot believe you will be dead soon

So shockingly sudden did your loving heart betray us both

I hate that you had to suffer so long without me

If only we’d just had one more day to say goodbye...just one....

 

Please forgive me, I beg you, for not being there

Is it really time to let you go?

You look into my eyes then, with such conviction

You assure me…and you give me the sign I’m longing for

 

With ragged breath, you stretch and settle into my arms one last time

You put your paw on my hand and let out a long sigh

I don’t want to let you go, but I must

I must free you from your suffering

 

Fourteen years flash before my eyes

All the adventures, all the steadfast love and companionship

the adorable antics and quirks and closeness

Teaching me unconditional love, Presence, and how to stay in the moment

 

The door opens…the Pink Death has come

I hold you tighter…I tell you I love you in my mind and heart

One vial to prepare, another to relax

Your entire body goes slack into a cloud of numbness

 

I utter a whispering, grief-laden goodbye

As the Pink Death enters...stops your heart...

...a part of my heart dies right along with you

Your earthly life is complete

 

 

 

 

 

 




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Posted: Sep 17, 2016 - 8:48am

 ScottN wrote:
The Writer's Almanac is a great way to start the day.  Always has a poem, too.

Riveted

It is possible that things will not get better
than they are now, or have been known to be.
It is possible that we are past the middle now.
It is possible that we have crossed the great water
without knowing it, and stand now on the other side.
Yes: I think that we have crossed it. Now
we are being given tickets, and they are not
tickets to the show we had been thinking of,
but to a different show, clearly inferior.

Check again: it is our own name on the envelope.
The tickets are to that other show.

It is possible that we will walk out of the darkened hall
without waiting for the last act: people do.
Some people do. But it is probable
that we will stay seated in our narrow seats
all through the tedious denouement
to the unsurprising end—riveted, as it were;
spellbound by our own imperfect lives
because they are lives,
and because they are ours.

Robyn Sarah



 
Excellent. Thank you, Scott.
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Posted: Sep 17, 2016 - 8:15am

The Writer's Almanac is a great way to start the day.  Always has a poem, too.

Riveted

It is possible that things will not get better
than they are now, or have been known to be.
It is possible that we are past the middle now.
It is possible that we have crossed the great water
without knowing it, and stand now on the other side.
Yes: I think that we have crossed it. Now
we are being given tickets, and they are not
tickets to the show we had been thinking of,
but to a different show, clearly inferior.

Check again: it is our own name on the envelope.
The tickets are to that other show.

It is possible that we will walk out of the darkened hall
without waiting for the last act: people do.
Some people do. But it is probable
that we will stay seated in our narrow seats
all through the tedious denouement
to the unsurprising end—riveted, as it were;
spellbound by our own imperfect lives
because they are lives,
and because they are ours.

Robyn Sarah


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Posted: Sep 16, 2016 - 8:58am

Love at First Sight

You always hear about it—
a waitress serves a man two eggs
over easy and she says to the cashier,
That is the man I’m going to marry,
and she does. Or a man spies a woman
at a baseball game; she is blond
and wearing a blue headband,
and, being a man, he doesn’t say this
or even think it, but his heart is a homing bird
winging to her perch, and next thing you know
they’re building birdhouses in the garage.
How do they know, these auspicious lovers?
They are like passengers on a yellow
bus painted with the dreams
of innumerable lifetimes, a packet
of sepia postcards in their pocket.
And who’s to say they haven’t traveled
backward for centuries through borderless
lands, only to arrive at this roadside attraction
where Chance meets Necessity and says,
What time do you get off?

Jennifer Maier


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Posted: Sep 13, 2016 - 10:11am

The Silence of the Stars

When Laurens van der Post one night
In the Kalahari Desert told the Bushmen
He couldn't hear the stars
Singing, they didn't believe him. They looked at him,
half-smiling. They examined his face
To see whether he was joking
Or deceiving them. Then two of those small men
Who plant nothing, who have almost
Nothing to hunt, who live
On almost nothing, and with no one
But themselves, led him away
From the crackling thorn-scrub fire
And stood with him under the night sky
And listened. One of them whispered,
Do you not hear them now?
And van der Post listened, not wanting
To disbelieve, but had to answer,
No. They walked him slowly
Like a sick man to the small dim
Circle of firelight and told him
They were terribly sorry,
And he felt even sorrier
For himself and blamed his ancestors
For their strange loss of hearing,
Which was his loss now. On some clear night
When nearby houses have turned off their visions,
When the traffic dwindles, when through streets
Are between sirens and the jets overhead
Are between crossings, when the wind
Is hanging fire in the fir trees,
And the long-eared owl in the neighboring grove
Between calls is regarding his own darkness,
I look at the stars again as I first did
To school myself in the names of constellations
And remember my first sense of their terrible distance,
I can still hear what I thought
At the edge of silence where the inside jokes
Of my heartbeat, my arterial traffic,
The C above high C of my inner ear, myself
Tunelessly humming, but now I know what they are:
My fair share of the music of the spheres
And clusters of ripening stars,
Of the songs from the throats of the old gods
Still tending ever tone-deaf creatures
Through their exiles in the desert.

~ David Wagoner
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Posted: Sep 9, 2016 - 8:22am

Happy Birthday, Mary Oliver!


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