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Metsän henki
"She stands outside & in me, / a flicker beckoning / at the inmost limit of vision / where the blind spot is insufficiency / of self-knowing." A poem in celebration of National Poetry Month.
You are old, Father William: Two renditions
“You are old, Father William”, the young man said, / And your hair has become very white; / And yet you incessantly stand on your head -- Do you think, at your age, it is right?” In celebration of National Poetry Month.
“Disabled” by Wilfred Owen
'He sat in a wheeled chair, waiting for dark, / And shivered in his ghastly suit of grey, / Legless, sewn short at elbow...." In celebration of National Poetry Month.
Mass Extinctions
'A rip in the sky, a roar: / impact of a meteor -- / shroud of iridium dust / on the dusk of Dinosaur.' Two dinosaur poems in celebration of National Poetry Month.
Stone Poem
'We rocks, we trees will give rise to new words / when you are gone to dust and scattered shards.' In celebration of National Poetry Month.
The Mountain
Spine of the land thrust up / by the grinding of continents, you signify / the might of the planet. You glow like a lamp in the arctic summer. / Even in winter night do you shine. / You are never dark.' In celebration of National Poetry Month.
“Inversnaid” by Gerard Manley Hopkins
'What would the world be, once bereft / Of wet and of wildness? Let them be left, / O let them be left, wildness and wet; / Long live the weeds and the wilderness yet.' In celebration of National Poetry Month.
Alaska Love Poem
In 1984, during my troubled early twenties, I fell in love with a friend of mine. This poem was written to her. But it's especially a poem about how I came to love myself, & to give up my former self-hatred.
Posted in Poems, depression Also tagged aha, giving up self-hate, Lori, love, Night of the Butcher Knife, Sharon, the pit Leave a comment
“Anchorage Oil Town Villanelle” published in Cirque