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Sep 24
Poems of Joy and Celebration, Day 20
anyone lived in a pretty how town by e.e. cummings anyone lived in a pretty how town(with up so floating many bells down)spring summer autumn winterhe sang his didn’t he danced his did. Women and men(both little and small)cared for anyone not at allthey sowed their isn’t they reaped their samesun moon stars rain children …
Sep 23
Poems of Joy and Celebration, Day 19
The Secret of Youth by Micah Daniels Last night I asked my mother to cornrow my hairA skill I had been practicing since last summerBut always ended with a tumbleweed excuse of a braid My black has always resided in braidsIn tango fingers that work through tanglesTranslating geometry from hands to head For years my …
Sep 22
Poems of Joy and Celebration, Day 18
And what if the wilderness… by Ross Gay And what if the wilderness — perhaps the densest wild in there — thickets, bogs, swamps, uncrossable ravines and rivers (have I made the metaphor clear?) — is our sorrow? Or, to use Smith’s term, the ‘intolerable.’ It astonishes me sometimes — no, often — how every …
Sep 21
Poems of Joy and Celebration, Day 17
Some Things I Like by Lemn Sissay “I like wrecks, I like ex-junkies,I like flunks and ex-flunkies,I like the way the career-less career,I like flat beer,I like people who tell half stories and forget the rest,I like people who make doodles in important written tests, I like being late. I like fate. I like the …
Sep 20
Poems of Joy and Celebration, Day 16
The Small by Theodore Roethke The small birds swirl around;The high cicadas chirr;A towhee pecks the ground;I look at the first star:My heart held to its joy,This whole September day. The moon goes to the full; The moon goes slowly down; The wood becomes a wall. Far things draw closer in. A wind moves through …