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Poetry rec-dump
Jul. 21st, 2010 03:00 pmShira Erlichmann - How to tell a story
(Niamh, I think you'd like this one): There is a way of telling stories. A red pen. A teacher to move it. / Instead you have hands, and a Light inside you, and Bones.
Martin Espada - Who burns for the perfection of paper: Ten years later, in law school, / I knew that every legal pad / was glued with the sting of hidden cuts
Alastair Reed - Curiosity: may have killed the cat; more likely / the cat was just unlucky, or else curious / to see what death was like
A.E. Stallings - The Wife of the Man of Many Wiles: Believe what you want to. Believe that I wove, / If you wish, twenty years, and waited, while you / Were knee-deep in blood, hip-deep in goddesses.
Hafiz - We should talk about this problem (This one fascinates and disturbs me both): I have fallen in love with Someone / Who hides inside you.
Amy Fleury - At twenty-eight: It seems I get by on more luck than sense
Jack Gilbert - Falling and falling: Everyone forgets that Icarus also flew
Margaret Atwood - This is a photograph of me: but if you look long enough / eventually / you will see me.
Billy Collins - Marginalia: Sometimes the notes are ferocious, / skirmishes against the author / raging along the / borders of every page / in tiny black script.
(Niamh, I think you'd like this one): There is a way of telling stories. A red pen. A teacher to move it. / Instead you have hands, and a Light inside you, and Bones.
Martin Espada - Who burns for the perfection of paper: Ten years later, in law school, / I knew that every legal pad / was glued with the sting of hidden cuts
Alastair Reed - Curiosity: may have killed the cat; more likely / the cat was just unlucky, or else curious / to see what death was like
A.E. Stallings - The Wife of the Man of Many Wiles: Believe what you want to. Believe that I wove, / If you wish, twenty years, and waited, while you / Were knee-deep in blood, hip-deep in goddesses.
Hafiz - We should talk about this problem (This one fascinates and disturbs me both): I have fallen in love with Someone / Who hides inside you.
Amy Fleury - At twenty-eight: It seems I get by on more luck than sense
Jack Gilbert - Falling and falling: Everyone forgets that Icarus also flew
Margaret Atwood - This is a photograph of me: but if you look long enough / eventually / you will see me.
Billy Collins - Marginalia: Sometimes the notes are ferocious, / skirmishes against the author / raging along the / borders of every page / in tiny black script.