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Poetry Friday

THE POEMS I HAVE NOT WRITTEN I’m so wildly unprolific, the poems I have not written would reach from here to the California coast if you laid them end to end. And if you stacked them up, the poems I have not written would sway like a silent Tower of Babel, saying nothing and everything […]

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Poetry Friday (but belated a day)

WINTER And the robin flew Into the air, the air, The white mist through; And small and rare The night-frost fell Into the calm and misty dell. And the dusk gathered low, And the silver moon and stars On the frozen snow Drew taper bars, Kindled winking fires In the hooded briers. And the sprawling […]

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Christmas morning …

ON THE MORNING OF CHRIST’S NATIVITY I This is the month, and this the happy morn, Wherein the Son of Heaven’s eternal King, Of wedded maid and Virgin Mother born, Our great redemption from above did bring; For so the holy sages once did sing,    That he our deadly forfeit should release, And with […]

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Poetry Friday

EDEN Yellow-oatmeal flowers of the windmill palms like brains lashed to fans- even they think of cool paradise, Not this sterile air-conditioned chill or the Arizona hell in which they sway becomingly. Every time I return to Phoenix I see these palms as a child’s height marks on a kitchen wall, taller now than the […]

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Poetry Friday

APPROACH OF WINTER The half-stripped trees struck by a wind together, bending all, the leaves flutter drily and refuse to let go or driven like hail stream bitterly out to one side and fall where the salvias, hard carmine,— like no leaf that ever was— edge the bare garden.   — William Carlos Williams (1883 – […]

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Poetry Friday

IN DREAR NIGHTED DECEMBER In drear nighted December,     Too happy, happy tree, Thy branches ne’er remember     Their green felicity— The north cannot undo them With a sleety whistle through them Nor frozen thawings glue them     From budding at the prime. In drear-nighted December,     Too happy, happy brook, Thy bubblings ne’er remember     Apollo’s summer look; But […]