DPF / Cummings

For you, dear poetry followers (dpf’s)! who have taken the time to choose to follow, I hope you will not mind me morphing this poetry space from daily to weekly and for not closing a door, but opening a new kind of window, from Selected Poems.

from 5 / by e. e. cummings

For whatever we lose (like a you or a me)
it’s always ourselves we find in the sea

DPF / Glück

For fairy tale and for this time of year from a favorite poem and from Poems 1962-2012.

from All Hallows / by Louise Glück

Even now this landscape is assembling.
The hills darken. The oxen
sleep in their blue yoke,
the fields having been
picked clean, the sheaves
bound evenly and piled at the roadside
among cinquefoil, as the toothed moon rises

 

 

DPF / Levis

For a Central Valley poet, from poetryfoundation.org.

from Elegy with a Chimneysweep Falling Inside It / by Larry Levis

Those twenty-six letters filling the blackboard
Compose the dark, compose
The illiterate summer sky & its stars as they appear
One by one, above the schoolyard.