For What Binds Us by Jane Hirshfield There are names for what binds us:strong forces, weak forces.Look around, you can see them:the skin that forms in a half-empty cup,nails rusting into the places they join,joints dovetailed on their own weight.The way things stay so solidlywherever they’ve been set down—and gravity, scientists say, is weak.And see [...]
Tag: poetry
poem – Nemerov 10.31.2019
The Consent by Howard Nemerov Late in November, on a single nightNot even near to freezing, the ginkgo treesThat stand along the walk drop all their leavesIn one consent, and neither to rain nor to windBut as though to time alone: the golden and greenLeaves litter the lawn today, that yesterdayHad spread aloft their fluttering [...]
poem – Imsland 8.22.2019
Heavier by Rachel Imsland its heavier than it looksthis weight its heavier than it might seemno lesseningrather, the lesson its heavier than it appearsthis griefthis sadness its heavier than you thinkbe careful when you pick it upthen carry it with you its heavier
poem – Rilke 7.25.2019
Pushing Through by Rainer Maria Rilke It’s possible I am pushing through solid rockin flintlike layers, as the ore lies, alone;I am such a long way in I see no way through,and no space: everything is close to my face,and everything close to my face is stone. I don’t have much knowledge yet in griefso [...]
poem – O’Donohue 7.4.2019
BeannachtJohn O’Donohue On the day whenthe weight deadenson your shouldersand you stumble,may the clay danceto balance you.And when your eyesfreeze behindthe grey windowand the ghost of lossgets in to you,may a flock of colours,indigo, red, green,and azure bluecome to awaken in youa meadow of delight. When the canvas fraysin the currach of thoughtand a stain [...]
poem – Sanchez 4.4.2019
BaptismBy Erika L. SánchezWhen the soft mouth of a word unhinges,it is sticky, it is feral. Beneath the plum treeI’ve woven my gray hair into a blanket.Do you think I’m pretty crouched like this?See, I am my own whore. Watch meswallow my own fingers. My head a wild tanglefull of creatures. Do you hear that [...]
poem- Harjo 11.22.2018
Remember by Jo Harjo Remember the sky that you were born under,know each of the star’s stories.Remember the moon, know who she is.Remember the sun’s birth at dawn, that is thestrongest point of time. Remember sundownand the giving away to night.Remember your birth, how your mother struggledto give you form and breath. You are evidence [...]
poem – Linfante 7.5.2018
Remember That to have the eyes of an artist, That can be enough, The ear of a poet, That can be enough. The soul of a human just pointed in the direction of the divine, that can be more than enough. I tell you this to remind myself. Every gesture is an act of creation. [...]
poem – Kaminski 4.26.2018
Bridal March, Part II: Threshing & Sifting by Laura M Kaminski Not too surprising: doctor grounded me from driving, from really using that shoulder in much of any way. Told me not to roll over on it in my sleep, recommended sleeping upright, more or less, in some sort of chair. Five weeks. Stuck in [...]
poem – Macker 2.16.2018
A Poem for My Daughter by Teddy Macker It seems we have made pain some kind of mistake, like having it is somehow wrong. Don’t let them fool you— pain is a part of things. But remember, dear Ellie, the compost down in the field: if the rank and dank and dark are handled well, [...]
