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A Poem for You: Taurus Sun, Cancer Moon, Scorpio Rising by Paul Tran

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Taurus Sun, Cancer Moon, Scorpio Rising by Paul Tran Sigh of the Santa Ana through the chaparral clinging to the mountain. Through the sunflowers at night, searching for the sun, along the river no longer a river. The wind kissing the river, its stone face, and making each stone a matchbook. A match. A book on fire. The river a library on fire. The wind a woman running through the valley on fire. Searching. The sunflowers turning toward her. Her nightgown a book turning its own bright pages in the wind. Smoke the color of chaparral. Smoke clinging to her, making [...]

A Poem for You: Taurus Sun, Cancer Moon, Scorpio Rising by Paul Tranadmin2023-04-11T10:20:23-04:00

A Poem for You: Who’s That BY ANA BOŽIČEVIĆ

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Who's That BY ANA BOŽIČEVIĆ Eloquent Silence of everyone I ever loved This cloudy Friday evening Spring but still cold A smattering of new buds Who's that Swaddled in The uneasy atmosphere In silence No chatter or pleasant surprise The lusty rush of a weekend With the beloved Who's that Sprouting now out of The cottony silence With silky whips Still hanging from their little chops Who is it straining To pop out Of the hardwood Rings of time Into the cool air Like there's another cool world On the other side of this one Worth pushing Through to or maybe We're [...]

A Poem for You: Who’s That BY ANA BOŽIČEVIĆadmin2023-04-06T12:21:21-04:00

A Poem for You: In Spring BY ROSE KING

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In Spring BY ROSE KING I'm out with the wheelbarrow mixing mulch. A mockingbird trills in the pine. Then, from higher, a buzz, and through patches of blue as the fog burns off, a small plane pulls a banner, red letters I can't read— but I do see, over the fence, a man in a sky-blue shirt walking his dog to the beach. He says he missed it, will keep an eye out. Four barrows of mulch around the blueberry bushes, I'm pulling off gloves, and he's back, beaming. "It says, I LOVE YOU, MARTHA. Are you Martha?"

A Poem for You: In Spring BY ROSE KINGadmin2023-04-06T12:17:06-04:00

A Poem for You: Dream Nest by Dana Levin

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Dream Nest Dana Levin More like a basket of twig and hair, surprisingly tall and deep— in a tree outside my bedroom window. I knew something lived in there you wouldn’t assume lived in a nest. Then I knew: a human lived there. And once I knew— the nest, nearly disintegrated, still in the tree. It wasn’t about trauma, the perfect and then the broken nest in which a human lived— Born and lit and [...]

A Poem for You: Dream Nest by Dana Levinadmin2023-04-06T09:56:13-04:00

A Poem for You: April Is a Dog’s Dream BY MARILYN SINGER

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April Is a Dog's Dream BY MARILYN SINGER april is a dog's dream the soft grass is growing the sweet breeze is blowing the air all full of singing feels just right so no excuses now we're going to the park to chase and charge and chew and I will make you see what spring is all about

A Poem for You: April Is a Dog’s Dream BY MARILYN SINGERadmin2023-03-30T11:57:00-04:00

A Poem for You: How Soon BY GORDON HENRY JR.

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How Soon BY GORDON HENRY JR. The story goes from in a rainfall to sister walking a field browned autumn. And when she arrives winter has come, so the old man rises from his chair, picks up matches, pipes and tools, and walks out to begin again. The sculptures grow by the day, birds in ice, recognizable eagles, a bear who began as a man in a moment of dance. He does this in ice, all winter carving at dawn, carving at dusk. And sister after walking a field browned autumn, arrives, watches from the east window, waits, goes out to him [...]

A Poem for You: How Soon BY GORDON HENRY JR.admin2023-03-30T11:54:53-04:00

A Poem for You:Spring and All: III [The farmer in deep thought] BY WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS

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Spring and All: III [The farmer in deep thought] BY WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS The farmer in deep thought is pacing through the rain among his blank fields, with hands in pockets, in his head the harvest already planted. A cold wind ruffles the water among the browned weeds. On all sides the world rolls coldly away : black orchards darkened by the March clouds — leaving room for thought. Down past the brushwood bristling by the rainsluiced wagonroad looms the artist figure of the farmer — composing — antagonist.

A Poem for You:Spring and All: III [The farmer in deep thought] BY WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMSadmin2023-03-30T11:50:50-04:00

A Poem for You:Not Tonight but Tomorrow (1978) BY MIGUEL ALGARÍN

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Not Tonight but Tomorrow (1978) BY MIGUEL ALGARÍN Not tonight but tomorrow when the light turns the peach tree green and the Earth sprouts its young leaves looking to repeat the magical mystery tour of photosynthetic conversion of light and moisture into life— Not tonight but tomorrow when my body will have shed its fear of turning old and soft will I turn my speeding mind into the tunnels of your psyche to melt the calcium that constipates your synapses into a lubricating powder— Not tonight but tomorrow when the Universe moves on beyond the field of action that is the Earth [...]

A Poem for You:Not Tonight but Tomorrow (1978) BY MIGUEL ALGARÍNadmin2023-03-13T11:05:50-04:00

A Poem for You: [O sweet spontaneous] BY E. E. CUMMINGS

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[O sweet spontaneous] BY E. E. CUMMINGS O sweet spontaneous earth how often have the doting fingers of prurient philosophers pinched and poked thee ,has the naughty thumb of science prodded thy beauty how often have religions taken thee upon their scraggy knees squeezing and buffeting thee that thou mightest conceive gods (but true to the incomparable couch of death thy rhythmic lover thou answerest them only with spring)

A Poem for You: [O sweet spontaneous] BY E. E. CUMMINGSadmin2023-02-13T11:53:25-05:00

A Poem for You: For Calling the Spirit Back from Wandering the Earth in Its Human Feet by Joy Harjo

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For Calling the Spirit Back from Wandering the Earth in Its Human Feet by Joy Harjo Put down that bag of potato chips, that white bread, that bottle of pop. Turn off that cellphone, computer, and remote control. Open the door, then close it behind you. Take a breath offered by friendly winds. They travel the earth gathering essences of plants to clean. Give it back with gratitude. If you sing it will give your spirit lift to fly to the stars’ ears and back. Acknowledge this earth who has cared for you since you were a dream planting itself precisely [...]

A Poem for You: For Calling the Spirit Back from Wandering the Earth in Its Human Feet by Joy Harjoadmin2023-01-03T14:20:09-05:00

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