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John Haines – A Winter Light
A Winter Light, by John Haines We still go about our lives in shadow, pouring the white cup full with a hand half in darkness. Paring potatoes, our heads vent over a dream— glazed window through which the long, yellow sundown looks. By candle or firelight your face still holds a mystery that once filled…
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Poetry – Mark Doty – To Jackson Pollock
To Jackson Pollock Mark Doty Last night somebody murdered a young tree on Seventh Avenue between 18th and 19th—only two in that block, and just days ago we’d taken refreshment in the crisp and particular shade of that young ginkgo’s tight leaves, its beauty and optimism, though I didn’t think of that word until the…
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Poetry – Jim Harrison – Return
“Return” by Jim Harrison The sun’s warm against slats of the granary, a puddle of ice in the shadow of the steps; my uncle’s hound lopes across the winter wheat, fresh green cold green. The windmill long out of use, screeches and twists in the wind. Spring day, too loud for talk, when bones tire…
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Poem – Carl Sandburg – Fog
This reader suggested poem is “Fog” by Carl Sandburg. The fog comes on little cat feet. It sits looking over harbor and city on silent haunches and then moves on. Poem shared from the following resources. http://carl-sandburg.com/fog.htm http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/174299
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2016 National Poetry Month
With April just around the corner, National Poetry Month is upon us. I will be posting selections from writers I have been influenced by over the years, including John Haines of course, to this blog and over at Stone Path Review. If anyone has suggested writers and personal favorites please share here as I would…