Blogs Posts in Poem of the Day category; 292 blog posts

Visiting Stanley Kunitz

I have flown the Atlantic To reach you in your chair. Cuddling up, we talk about Flowers, important things, And hold hands to celebrate Spring gentian's heavenly (Strictly speaking) blue. You grow anemones, You say, w [...]

Posted On : Dec, 06 2010 | Comments : 0

Fab, Beta, Equity Vol

Option-ARMs and the man I sing who first came from Detroit-Berlin into Black-Scholes flight to liquidity flight to safety flight to quality Real city derelict house derelict storefront ostalgia for the productive forces [...]

Posted On : Dec, 04 2010 | Comments : 0

The Book of the Dead Man (The Numbers)

The dead man is outside the pale. The dead man makes space for himself the way a soccer player moves to the place to be next. The angles shift, the pace slows and picks up, it matters more, then less, then more, then less, &n [...]

Posted On : Dec, 03 2010 | Comments : 0

All Electrons Are (Not) Alike

A view of the sea is the beginning of the journey. An image of Columbus, starting out from the abyss, enters the left hemisphere. Profusion of languages out of the blue. Bluster, blur, blubber. My father was troubled by inklings of Babel [...]

Posted On : Dec, 02 2010 | Comments : 0

The March West

The Redcoats brought their law to the borderlands and lawlessness with it. From the two, local economies were born, these dead towns that make the maps wrong now, barely a ruin at a crossroads to mark their passing, deserted [...]

Posted On : Dec, 01 2010 | Comments : 0

Jingwei Birds

A ranger in the old Immigrants' Station on Angel Island noticed how shadows rippled on some replastered walls; he found this was done to cover poems carved there by the Chinese applying to navvy on the railways. &nbs [...]

Posted On : Nov, 30 2010 | Comments : 0

Whitewater

kayak flipped us and the current dragged us through its rocks, arms sealed at our sides, it was a blast, meeting it all cranium-first, like academics, frothfoamgrit and the taste, what was it, asphyxiation, psychedelic Escher i [...]

Posted On : Nov, 28 2010 | Comments : 0

Jonathan, O Jonathan

The spokes of sun have pronged and spun: [...]

Posted On : Nov, 25 2010 | Comments : 0

Interruptions

I'm looking for another you or story with a happy ending—that couple trailing down the beach—or is that bowing?—I'm looking for another story with another you—who said it had to be this you and not another [...]

Posted On : Nov, 24 2010 | Comments : 0

His Eavesdropping

Through the office partition he hears someone saying 'Ludbrooke?—A monster!' But of all the big, simple And final terms of judgement on anyone, It's about the least offensive. It would give many More dignity tha [...]

Posted On : Nov, 23 2010 | Comments : 0

The Next Apartment

I lived beside the lovers on that linden-shaded industrial block between Linwood and Crescent. How they argued! Once he pounded his head against the lintel in a rain of plaster. Once I watched her walk into the rain carrying her Lh [...]

Posted On : Nov, 22 2010 | Comments : 0

Reading Between

'It is perfectly true, as philosophers say, that life must be understood backwards. But they forget the other proposition, that it must be lived forwards.' (Kierkegaard, Journals) Novelists were [...]

Posted On : Nov, 20 2010 | Comments : 0

The Setting of the Moon

As in the solitary night over silvered countryside and water where Zephyr gently breathes and far-flung shadows project a thousand lovely insubstantial images and phantoms onto still waves and branches, hedges, hills, and f [...]

Posted On : Nov, 16 2010 | Comments : 0

A Natural History of Mississippi

A blade of rust from the ocean and from the air a rumor that corrodes the earth in tongues, lichen, moss, magnolia, until each gossip’s true. Things go this way, each green repeating its fact of sun and wind and rain, [...]