DPF / Holmes

Dear Poetry Followers, this one’s for Ms. Dickinson, from THE MS OF MY KIN.

from 1862.29 / by Janet Holmes

          who heard
                the Birds

          knew

    No one could
              perfect
that

                   Eden —

DPF / Ruefle

Dear Poetry Followers, this one’s for the clock, which gets a starring role this upcoming weekend, from The Most of It.

from My Pet, My Clock / by Mary Ruefle

A clock, on the other hand and against all appearances, is a very poor way to tell time, for all it does is sit there or hang on the wall, and very seldom does it do anything of itself to remind you of time.

DPF / Logan

Dear Poetry Followers, here’s a fragment from a new book published just this month; it’s from one of our favorite Floridians, and from the book, Rift of Light.

from Complaint / by William Logan

If there are dream houses,
are there undreamed houses

full of the things we desire
or only those we deserve?

DPF / Ashbery

For another poet we will miss, from poetryfoundation.org: July 28, 1927-September 3, 2017.

from How to Continue / by John Ashbery (1927-2017)

And when it became time to go
they none of them would leave without the other
for they said we are all one here
and if one of us goes the other will not go
and the wind whispered it to the stars
the people all got up to go
and looked back on love

 

DPF / Meléndez

For sometimes when the world turns upside down, it’s a blessing, from Poetry, September 2017.

from Future Memories / by Mario Meléndez, translated from the Spanish by Eloisa Amezcua

My sister woke me very early
that morning and told me
‘Get up, you have to come see this
the ocean’s filled with stars’