I SHALL NOT CAREBy Sara Teasdale When I am dead and over me bright AprilShakes out her rain-drenched hair,Tho’ you should lean above me broken-hearted,I shall not care.I shall have peace, as leafy trees are peacefulWhen rain bends down the bough,And I shall be more silent and cold-heartedThan you are now.
HEAVY By Mary Oliver That timeI thought I could notgo any closer to griefwithout dying I went closer,and I did not die.Surely Godhad his hand in this, as well as friends.Still, I was bent,and my laughter,as the poet said, was nowhere to be found.Then said my friend Daniel,(brave even among lions),“It’s not the weight youContinue reading “Heavy; poem of the day”
DISTRESSED HAIKUby Donald Hall In a week or ten daysthe snow and icewill melt from Cemetery Road.I’m coming! Don’t move!Once again it is April.Today is the daywe would have been marriedtwenty-six years.I finished with Aprilhalfway through March. You think that theirdying is the worstthing that could happen.Then they stay dead. Will Hall ever writelines thatContinue reading “Distressed haiku: poem of the day”
LOVE IS NOT ALLBy Edna St. Vincent Millay Love is not all: it is not meat nor drinkNor slumber nor a roof against the rain;Nor yet a floating spar to men that sinkAnd rise and sink and rise and sink again;Love can not fill the thickened lung with breath,Nor clean the blood, nor set theContinue reading “Love is not all: poem of the day”
I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH I wandered lonely as a cloudThat floats on high o’er vales and hills,When all at once I saw a crowd,A host, of golden daffodils;Beside the lake, beneath the trees,Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.Continuous as the stars that shineAnd twinkle on the milky way,They stretched inContinue reading “Daffodils: poem of the day”
WHEN GREAT TREES FALL By Maya Angelou When great trees fall,rocks on distant hills shudder,lions hunker downin tall grasses,and even elephantslumber after safety.When great trees fallin forests,small things recoil into silence,their senseseroded beyond fear.When great souls die, the air around us becomeslight, rare, sterile.We breathe, briefly.Our eyes, briefly,see witha hurtful clarity.Our memory, suddenly sharpened,examines,gnaws onContinue reading “When great trees fall: poem of the day”
THE GARDEN OF DELIGHTBy Lucille Clifton for someit is stonebare smoothas a buttockroundinginto the crevasseof the worldfor someit is extravagantwater mouths widewashing togetherforever for someit is firefor some airand for somecertain only of the syllablesit is the element theysearch their lives foredenfor themit is a test
STILL HEREBy Langston Hughes I been scarred and battered.My hopes the wind done scattered. Snow has friz me, Sun has baked me,Looks like between ’em they done Tried to make meStop laughin’, stop lovin’, stop livin’– But I don’t care! I’m still here!
ACQUAINTED WITH THE NIGHT By Robert Frost I have been one acquainted with the night.I have walked out in rain—and back in rain.I have outwalked the furthest city light. I have looked down the saddest city lane.I have passed by the watchman on his beatAnd dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain. I have stood stillContinue reading “Acquainted: poem of the day”
Dear March, come in!By Emily Dickinson Dear March, come in!How glad I am!I looked for you before.Put down your hat—You must have walked—How out of breath you are!Dear March, how are you?And the rest?Did you leave Nature well?Oh, March, come right upstairs with me,I have so much to tell!I got your letter, and the bird’s;TheContinue reading “Dear March: poem of the day”