Daily Poem: Trailer Park Études ~ Conor O’Callaghan

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Trailer Park Études ~ Conor O’Callaghan The nights midweek are secrets kept. No soul on site, no signal/bars, and zilch for company except a zillion bright disarming stars. I’ll flit through ambers, quicker, higher. I’ll break each hamlet’s stop or yield. I’ll fix some noodles, start a fire and climb up to the topmost field. The stars at […]

Daily Poem: Summer Garden ~ Brenda Hillman

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Summer Garden ~ Brenda Hillman For Elizabeth Robinson ~~ & thus you entered a forest of solitudes where in this great sense your life had been pursued, till like a shadow breaking off a rising body, a need hovered & grew. Some lined feature of another fate strives to be met, sits low & upright. […]

Daily Poem: The Lost Hotels of Paris ~ Jack Gilbert

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The Lost Hotels of Paris ~ Jack Gilbert The Lord gives everything and charges by taking it back. What a bargain. Like being young for a while. We are allowed to visit hearts of women, to go into their bodies so we feel no longer alone. We are permitted romantic love with it’s bounty and […]

Daily Poem: The Voice of God ~ Mary Karr

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The Voice of God ~ Mary Karr Ninety percent of what’s wrong with you could be cured with a hot bath, says God from the bowels of the subway. But we want magic, to win the lottery we never bought a ticket for. (Tenderly, the monks chant, embrace the suffering.) The voice of God does […]

Daily Poem: He Bids His Beloved Be at Peace ~ William Butler Yeats

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He Bids His Beloved Be at Peace ~ William Butler Yeats I hear the Shadowy Horses, their long manes a-shake, Their hoofs heavy with tumult, their eyes glimmering white; The North unfolds above them clinging, creeping night, The East her hidden joy before the morning break, The West weeps in pale dew and sighs passing away, […]

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