“The winter field is not
the field of summer lost in snow; it is
another thing, a different thing.
“We shouted, we shook you,” you tell me,
but there was no sound, no face, no fear, only
oblivion–why shouldn’t it be so?
After they’d pierced a vien and fished me up,
after they’d reeled me back they packed me under
blanket on top [...]
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“Winter Field” by Ellen Bryant Voigt
Published November 7th, 2006 archive in Group 3, Leah and ethershop. 1 CommentPoetry Daiy: Monkey Mind by Steve Orlen
Published September 26th, 2006 archive in Group 3, Leah and ethershop. 2 CommentsWhen I was a child I had what is called an inner life.
For example, I looked at that girl over there
In the second aisle of seats and wondered what it was like
To have buck teeth pushing out your upper lip
And how it felt to have those little florets the breasts
Swelling her pajama top before she [...]
Poetry Daily Response
Published September 19th, 2006 archive in Group 3, Leah and ethershop. 0 CommentsTwo Degrees and Falling by Barbara Lau
Sometimes nature, subbing for God,
has to throw her weight around, pin us
to the mat. It’s two degrees and falling
into a bone-whittling cold. The moon gleams
like a glass eye. Train whistles freeze in midair.
Inside, swags of frost cling to the windows.
We light fires as if man had just invented them.
We [...]
Quote from Triggering Town
Published September 9th, 2006 archive in Group 3, Leah and ethershop. 1 Comment“The poem is always in your hometown, but you have a better chance of finding it in another. The reason for that, I believe, is that the stable set of knowns that the poem needs to anchor on is less stable at home than in the town you’ve just seen for the first time” [...]
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