Poem for Thursday

Infidelity By Stanley Plumly The two-toned Olds swinging sideways out of the drive, the bone-white gravel kicked up in a shot, my mother in the deathseat half out the door, the door half shut--she's being pushed or wants to jump, I don't remember. The Olds is two kinds of green, hand-painted, and blows black smoke like a coal-oil fire. I'm stunned and feel a wind, like a machine, pass ...

http://littlereview.livejournal.com/685008.html (Cached) 0 links
Published: 1 week, 2 days ago (Wed, 01 Oct 2008 20:54:58 PDT); 6910 bytes

littlereview

Poem for Wednesday

Tag By Anne Carson THIS Insatiable April, trees in place, in their scraped-out place, their standing. Standing way. Their red branch areas, green shoot areas (shock), river, that one. I surprised a goose and she hissed. I walk and walk with cold hands. Back at the house it is filled with longing, nothing to carry longing away. I look back over my life. I try to find analogies. There are ...

http://littlereview.livejournal.com/684675.html (Cached) 0 links
Published: 1 week, 3 days ago (Tue, 30 Sep 2008 20:27:01 PDT); 5487 bytes

littlereview

Poem for Rosh Hashanah

April Inventory By W.D. Snodgrass The green catalpa tree has turned All white; the cherry blooms once more. In one whole year I haven't learned A blessed thing they pay you for. The blossoms snow down in my hair; The trees and I will soon be bare. The trees have more than I to spare. The sleek, expensive girls I teach, Younger and pinker every year, Bloom gradually out of reach. The pear ...

http://littlereview.livejournal.com/684351.html (Cached) 0 links
Published: 1 week, 4 days ago (Mon, 29 Sep 2008 20:49:24 PDT); 11 Kb

littlereview

Poem for Saturday

After Three Chinese Poems By David Shapiro for Mr. Cong One word tied to another word — that is all You know. No cherryblossoms. In this world The hospice workers visit the dead child. His lack of a voice startles the sleeping words. This world, fold upon fold. Is there a better title for it? Letting Go, Griefwork, Brightness Falls from the Air, All the ...

http://littlereview.livejournal.com/683565.html (Cached) 0 links
Published: 2 weeks ago (Fri, 26 Sep 2008 21:01:25 PDT); 7318 bytes

littlereview

Poem for Friday

We Hope that Love Calls Us, But Sometimes We're Not So Sure By Charles Wright No wind-sighs. And rain-splatter heaves up over the mountains, and dies out. October humidity Like a heart-red tower light, now bright, now not so bright. Autumn night at the end of the world. In its ...

http://littlereview.livejournal.com/683378.html (Cached) 0 links
Published: 2 weeks, 1 day ago (Thu, 25 Sep 2008 20:35:05 PDT); 6890 bytes

littlereview

Poem for Thursday

The Virgin King By John Ashbery They know so much more, and so much less, "innocent details" and other. It was time to put up or shut up. Claymation is so over, the king thought. The watercolor virus sidetracked tens. Something tells me you'll be reading this on a train stumbling through rural Georgia, wiping sleep from your eyes as the conductor passes through carrying a bun. We're moving...

http://littlereview.livejournal.com/683064.html (Cached) 0 links
Published: 2 weeks, 2 days ago (Wed, 24 Sep 2008 20:42:50 PDT); 5755 bytes

littlereview

Poem for Wednesday

The Broken String By Grace Schulman 1 When Itzhak Perlman raised his violin and felt the string snap, he sank and looked down at legs unfit to stand and cross the stage for a replacement. He bowed to the maestro, played radiant chords, and finished the concerto with the strings he had. Rage forced low notes as this surf crashes on rock, turns, and lifts. Later, he smiled and said it’s ...

http://littlereview.livejournal.com/682973.html (Cached) 0 links
Published: 2 weeks, 3 days ago (Tue, 23 Sep 2008 20:50:33 PDT); 4879 bytes

littlereview

Poem for Tuesday

Now That No One Looking By Adam Kirsch Now that no one looking at the night -- Sky blanked by leakage from electric lamps And headlights prowling through the parking lot Could recognize the Babylonian dance That once held every gazer; now that spoons And scales, and swordsmen battling with beasts Have decomposed into a few stars strewn Illegibly across an empty space, Maybe the old ...

http://littlereview.livejournal.com/682571.html (Cached) 0 links
Published: 2 weeks, 4 days ago (Mon, 22 Sep 2008 20:37:20 PDT); 9968 bytes

littlereview

Poem for Monday

True Night By Alvin Feinman So it is midnight, and all The angels of ordinary day gone, The abiding absence between day and day Come like true and only rain Comes instant, eternal, again: As though an air had opened without sound In which all things are sanctified, In which they are at prayer— The drunken man in his stupor, The madman’s lucid shrinking circle; As though all things shone ...

http://littlereview.livejournal.com/682396.html (Cached) 0 links
Published: 2 weeks, 5 days ago (Sun, 21 Sep 2008 20:23:20 PDT); 7096 bytes

littlereview

Poem for Sunday

1926 By Weldon Kees The porchlight coming on again, Early November, the dead leaves Raked in piles, the wicker swing Creaking. Across the lots A phonograph is playing Ja-Da. An orange moon. I see the lives Of neighbors, mapped and marred Like all the wars ahead, and R. Insane, B., with his throat cut, Fifteen years from now, in Omaha. I did not know them then. My airedale scratches at the...

http://littlereview.livejournal.com/682114.html (Cached) 0 links
Published: 2 weeks, 6 days ago (Sat, 20 Sep 2008 20:39:18 PDT); 3995 bytes

littlereview

	Home \| Journal tools \| Personal search form \| My account \| Bookmark \| FAQ \| Contact

Cruisedirector