“What holds up the sky holds each one of us, too—” says the poem “Indwelling,” by Scott Edward Anderson. Then we go on to impact the sky, “causing little inversions.”
Night Stars over snow, And in the west a planet Swinging below a star— Look for a lovely thing and you will find it, It is not far— It will never be far. —Sara Teasdale, featured in The Joy of Poetry
Here at Poetic Earth Month, we seek to stir wonder in the heart, to inspire earth care. See if this “Sirens” video doesn’t stir wonder in you.
Today by the Creek I Pretend I’m the Dalai Lama Today by the creek I pretend I’m the Dalai Lama. I don’t know enough to get it wrong. The robes saffron, golden. The smile, serene. The walk feline, Persian, with a hint of bobcat. My breath comes from the belly, sanctifies plants that sway on […]
North on the Illahee Ferry So there you are, where you wanted to be. I can imagine the Seattle city pier falling away behind you. Herring gulls wheel along their wires, reflections shattering in the ferry wake. You lean out over the swell, caught by blue distance, and when the cold finds its way onto […]
Prayer for the Pompadour Looking up from My Plate God, I feel bad. He died for me and I could only eat half of him. —Marcus Goodyear, from Barbies at Communion T. S. Poetry Press, 2010