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Called

Entertainment / Poem Of The Day /

and I go

down into it, the hall again
(streetlights, blinds)

all the same all the dark

down into it and do what must be done
with my body, with the patience
that I do not have

fellow sufferer, fellow sleeper, not-

sleeper, seeker

night boat, ...Read more

Testimony

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If tonight the moon should arrive like a lost guide
crossing the fields with a bitter lantern in her hand,

her irides blind, her dresses wild, lie down and listen to her
find you; lie down and listen to the body become

the promise of no other, the sleeper in the garden
in its own arms, the exile in its...Read more

Delight in Disorder

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A sweet disorder in the dresse
Kindles in cloathes a wantonnesse:
A Lawne about the shoulders thrown
Into a fine distraction:
An erring Lace, which here and there
Enthralls the Crimson Stomacher:
A Cuffe neglectfull, and thereby
Ribbands to flow confusedly:
A winning wave (deserving Note)
...Read more

Love

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Love is twain, it is not single,
Gold and silver mixed to one,
Passion 'tis and pain which mingle
Glist'ring then for aye undone.

Pain it is not; wondering pity
Dies or e'er the pang is fled;
Passion 'tis not, foul and gritty,
Born one instant, instant dead.

Love is twain, it is ...Read more

Never

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The clouds' disintegrating script
spells out the word squander.

Tree shadows lie down in the field.
Clipped to a grass blade's underside,

a crisp green grasshopper
weighs down the tip,

swaying between birth and death.
I'll think of him as we clink

glasses with the ...Read more

from "3 Bewildered Landscapes"

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STARS, SCATTERSTILL. Constellations of people and quiet.
Those nights when nothing catches, nothing also is artless.
I walked for hours in those forests, my legs a canvas of scratches,
trading on the old hopes-we were meant to be lost. But being lost
means not knowing what it means. Inside the meadow is the grass,
...Read more

Afterwards

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Suddenly
everything feels afterwards,
stoic and inevitable,
my eyes ringed with the grease of rumor and complicity,
my hands eager to hold any agreeable infatuation
that might otherwise slip away.
Suddenly
it's evening and the lights up and
down the street appear hopeful,
even magnanimous...Read more

Such and Such a Time at Such and Such a Place

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The lack of a single-word infinitive
in our language is what is killing me

this morning
A single word for all
infinitives is what God is doing tonight

This is just one of many acts
to have passed through the garden

Previously on this show they put
a peacock back together ...Read more

Poem in the Modernist Manner

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They were cheap but they were real,
the old bistros. You could have a meal,
drink the devil's own red wine, and contemplate
the sawdust on the floor, or fate,
as the full-fed beast kicked the empty pail.

The conspiracy of the second rate
continued to reverberate.
Everyone wanted to get his ...Read more

Last night

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I dreamt of making sense,
parts of speech caught up in sheets
and blankets, long strips of fabric
wrapped loosely around shoulders,
goblets, urns, cups with unmatched saucers.

You were there, and the past seemed important,
what was said, what was done,
feelings felt but maybe ...Read more

Aedh wishes for the Cloths of Heaven

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Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly ...Read more

Last night,

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I dreamt of making sense,
parts of speech caught up in sheets
and blankets, long strips of fabric
wrapped loosely around shoulders,
goblets, urns, cups with unmatched saucers.

You were there, and the past seemed important,
what was said, what was done,
feelings felt but maybe not expressed,
...Read more

Playback

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Let there be footfall and car door. Let me
be finished with fire. Let
the man get on a plane for his morning
departure, erasing each reverie. Soon
there will be only daylight,
maybe a blue envelope, torn. Maybe bracelets
of color from the petunias. I will need
to know how to recover
the ...Read more

As a Portent

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At least there was a
song timorous of

wing-beat snowdrift ash
of red horizon

then somewhere calling
as under one's breath

(I did not hope you
would find me wanting)

and the next extinction
on every wing-


About this poem
"Phrases and ...Read more

Makeshift Altars

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Nicole Callihan

American, thrice born again

Makeshift Altars

Wood, tile, glass, liquid, an iPhone, some leather, bluegrass, French onion dip, ribbon, what appears to be human flesh (but is not), petals from the neighbor's garden

Of Makeshift Altars, the artist says, "There are things we...Read more

Fady Joudah

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for letting me know
for waking up to remember that you dreamed
I never wake up when I dream of you

What woke you up
was it someone
else's body?

A small thrill a little secret is ours
a desire for safe travel
in unspilled blood


About this poem
"Don't you ...Read more

The Haunted Palace

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In the greenest of our valleys,
By good angels tenanted,
Once a fair and stately palace-
Radiant palace-reared its head.
In the monarch Thought's dominion-
It stood there!
Never seraph spread a pinion
Over fabric half so fair!
Banners yellow, glorious, golden,
...Read more

To the Thawing Wind

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Come with rain, O loud Southwester!
Bring the singer, bring the nester;
Give the buried flower a dream;
Make the settled snowbank steam;
Find the brown beneath the white;
But whate'er you do tonight,
Bathe my window, make it flow,
Melt it as the ice will go;
Melt the glass and leave the sticks<...Read more

The Epistemology of Cheerios

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this the week of our son's first
upright wobble from kitchen

to living-room and he begins planting
tiny Os wherever his fleshy fingers

can reach each first shelf each chair
cushion each pair of shoes he goes

to bury a piece behind the TV
inside the pool of exposed ...Read more

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