Category Archives: poetry

Dogspel, Ann Cefola

In the beginning was the Bone and the Bone was good and strong, it grew outward in layers, flushed inside by beating blood, held by organs, muscle and sinew, until with a yelp and flash of water emerged with other … Continue reading

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Late Fragment, Raymond Carver

Late Fragment And did you get what you wanted from this life, even so? I did. And what did you want? to call myself beloved, to feel myself beloved on the earth. ~Raymond Carver

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End of Winter, Louise Gluck

Over the still world, a bird calls waking solitary among black boughs. You wanted to be born; I let you be born. When has my grief ever gotten in the way of your pleasure? Plunging ahead into the dark and … Continue reading

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The Waking, Theodore Roethke

The Waking I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. I feel my fate in what I cannot fear. I learn by going where I have to go. We think by feeling. What is there to know? I hear … Continue reading

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W I T C H – H O U S E

There is a forgotten path in the middle of a ravine, where the hills rise upward and the creek runs downward, and a little house lies in between. The roots from the trees grow down to the house, the stones … Continue reading

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A Dream of Trees, Mary Oliver

There is a thing in me that dreamed of trees, A quiet house, some green and modest acres A little way from every troubling town, A little way from factories, schools, laments. I would have time, I thought, and time … Continue reading

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He Lit a Fire with Icicles, Kay Ryan

He Lit a Fire with Icicles This was the work of St. Sebolt, one of his miracles: he lit a fire with icicles. He struck them like a steel to flint, did St. Sebolt. It makes sense only at a … Continue reading

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