Category Archives: poem

This night, this life.

It sounds like a cliche but I blink and the last eighteen years flew out the door. My son is graduating from high school in less than one month. My daughter is three quarters into her Sophomore year in college. … Continue reading

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Friday Poem: You’ve Come Back to Me

BY LAURA KASISCHKE For G A small thing crawling toward me across this dark lawn. Bright eyes the only thing I’m sure I see. You’ve come back to me, haven’t you, my sweet? From long ago, and very far. Through … Continue reading

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save me Friday

save me, I said to the blank pages that remain bare. save me I pleaded to the passersbys who glanced and then went on with their ways. save me I cried until my eyes were dry wells, having allowed the … Continue reading

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The history of 2017

History remembers the biggest thug in this place, the loudest voice he spoke with still ringing in ears where it pierced the drums. All sounds were muted except his voice which raised other voices as they echoed his gesture & … Continue reading

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You’re an Asian

After K. You’re an Asian They won’t come for you Keep your head down Seal your lips shut Move your hands and feet Dig your shovel to plant your feet to pluck the later-fruits to chop it down for the … Continue reading

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Friday forgiven

When I speak passionately, that’s when I’m least to be trusted. – Louis Gluck   Today I need to practice the mantra “Forgiven, forgiven” heard in one of the talks of Tara Brach. Now is the opportunity to  be “let … Continue reading

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Permeation

Everything is getting through my skin, permeable paper-thin. There are rumors of birds fighting high up in the trees, their chatters louder as I strain to listen. They say, eighty percent of your thoughts today is the same as yesterday. … Continue reading

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Today’s mood calls for Langston’s America

From https://www.poets.org/print/node/47827 Let America Be America Again Let America be America again. Let it be the dream it used to be. Let it be the pioneer on the plain Seeking a home where he himself is free. (America never was America … Continue reading

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Everything

Everything Is the tree listening to the mantras I repeat Everything is not politics You do not (get to) hate me for wearing the wrong skin Everything will be fine in a manner of speaking Anger as daggers Anger as … Continue reading

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poem for the week – Try to Praise the Mutilated World

  By Adam Zagajewski Translated by Clare Cavanagh Try to praise the mutilated world. Remember June’s long days, and wild strawberries, drops of rosé wine. The nettles that methodically overgrow the abandoned homesteads of exiles. You must praise the mutilated … Continue reading

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