“My Uncle’s Wound,” by Ted Hughes
My Uncle’s Wound Download audio Not much remains of my uncle’s Normandy. The stones, but he’d signed none. The grass … Continue Reading “My Uncle’s Wound,” by Ted Hughes
“Crow’s Song about God,” by Ted Hughes
“Crow’s Song about God,” by Ted Hughes Download audio Somebody is sittingUnder the gatepost of heavenUnder the lintelOn which are … Continue Reading “Crow’s Song about God,” by Ted Hughes
Tao Te Ching #81: “True words are not beautiful, beautiful words are not true”
True words are not beautiful, beautiful words are not true. The good are not argumentative, the argumentative are not good. … Continue Reading Tao Te Ching #81: “True words are not beautiful, beautiful words are not true”
Edgar Lee Masters’s poem, “Minerva Jones”
Here is quite simply one of the best poems of the twentieth century: it is a diamond thunderbolt straight to … Continue Reading Edgar Lee Masters’s poem, “Minerva Jones”
Tao Te Ching #31: “Weapons are the tools of violence; all decent men detest them”
Read the rest of the Tao Te Ching here Fine weapons are implements of ill omen: people may despise them, … Continue Reading Tao Te Ching #31: “Weapons are the tools of violence; all decent men detest them”
Tao Te Ching #64: “a journey of a thousand miles begins with a step”
Read the rest of the Tao Te Ching here What is at rest is easy to hold. What has not … Continue Reading Tao Te Ching #64: “a journey of a thousand miles begins with a step”
Laurie Sheck’s poem “The Stockroom”
The Stockroom I watch the boy shoot up. His head woozes back, eyes fluttering lightly into what land, what dreamy … Continue Reading Laurie Sheck’s poem “The Stockroom”
Seamus Heaney, from “Squarings”
Seamus Heaney, from “Squarings” Seamus Heaney often said that, from his experience as a poet, one’s creative life followed three … Continue Reading Seamus Heaney, from “Squarings”
Seamus Heaney, from “Crossings”
Seamus Heaney, from “Crossings” Seamus Heaney often said that, from his experience as a poet, one’s creative life followed three … Continue Reading Seamus Heaney, from “Crossings”
Seamus Heaney, from “Settings”
Seamus Heaney, from “Settings” Seamus Heaney often said that, from his experience as a poet, one’s creative life followed three … Continue Reading Seamus Heaney, from “Settings”
Seamus Heaney, from “Lightenings”
Seamus Heaney, from “Lightenings” Seamus Heaney often said that, from his experience as a poet, one’s creative life followed three … Continue Reading Seamus Heaney, from “Lightenings”
H. D., “Oread”
H. D., “Oread” Whirl up, sea –whirl your pointed pines,splash your great pineson our rocks,hurl your green over us,cover us … Continue Reading H. D., “Oread”
H. D., “Orchard”
H. D., “Orchard” I saw the first pearas it fell –the honey-seeking, golden-banded,the yellow swarmwas not more fleet than I,(spare … Continue Reading H. D., “Orchard”
Amy Lowell, “Thompson’s Lunch Room—Grand Central Station”
Amy Lowell, “Thompson’s Lunch Room—Grand Central Station” STUDY IN WHITES Wax-white—Floor, ceiling, walls.Ivory shadowsOver the pavementPolished to cream surfacesBy constant … Continue Reading Amy Lowell, “Thompson’s Lunch Room—Grand Central Station”
Amy Lowell, “The Pike”
Amy Lowell, “The Pike” In the brown water,Thick and silver-sheened in the sunshine,Liquid and cool in the shade of the … Continue Reading Amy Lowell, “The Pike”
Charles Reznikoff, “Millinery District”
Charles Reznikoff, “Millinery District” The clouds, piled in rows like merchandise, become dark; lights are lit in the lofts; the … Continue Reading Charles Reznikoff, “Millinery District”
