Poetry Friday

THE FAITH The sea so deep and blind The sun, the wild regret The club, the wheel, the mind, O love, aren’t you tired yet? The blood, the soil, the faith These words you can’t forget Your vow, your holy place O love, aren’t you tired yet? A cross on every hill A star, a […]

Poetry Friday

FOG You see, shore-hugging IS neither surety Nor earns salt pride braving the long sea-sweeps. This came up in the dark while some of us Bore on in our sleep. Was there In the dog-watch already, hiding the dog-star. We woke into it, rising from dreams Of sea-farms slanting on cliffs in clear light And […]

Poetry Friday

IMAGINING STARRY The place of language is the place between me and the world of presences I have lost —complex country, not flat. Its elements free- float, coherent for luck to come across; its lines curve as in a mental orrery implicit with stars in active orbit, only their slowness or swiftness lost to sense. […]

Poetry Friday

THE KISS Before you kissed me only winds of heaven Had kissed me, and the tenderness of rain— Now you have come, how can I care for kisses Like theirs again? I sought the sea, she sent her winds to meet me, They surged about me singing of the south— I turned my head away […]

Poetry Friday

RHAPSODY No one says it anymore, my darling, not to the green leaves in March, not to the stars backing up each night, certainly not in the nest of rapture, who in the beginning was an owl, rustling just after silence, whose very presence drew a mob of birds–flickers, finches, chickadees, five cardinals to a […]

Quote of the Day

A play for the girl A cross for a hook Sinking into the green sea wonder Under the sea Walking the floor Over the waves the wheeling thunder Something’s unguided in the sky tonight There is something unguided in the sky   &#151 New Pornographers, “Unguided”