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Poems at Mill Valley Library

Last week the Marin Poetry Center cosponsored an event called “Stump the Laureate,” at which volunteers from the audience recited poems, and Dana Gioia, the California poet laureate, alternated with the audience, poem for poem. The idea was to keep … Continue reading

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One from Szymborska

When we were in Krakow two years ago, we went to an exhibit at the National Museum called “Szymborska’s Drawer.” It was a recreation of the home office of the Polish poet, Wislawa Szymborska. It had her desk, her yellow typewriter, her … Continue reading

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Monday Poem

I’ve mentioned the Poem-a-Day from the Academy of American Poets before. Last week, I saw one by Mark Wunderlich that I liked. I didn’t know his work, so read further and found this one, my favorite of the ones on the … Continue reading

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Beauty

April is the cruelest month, but also, ironically?, poetry month. In any case every night this week has a poetry event I’m attending. So far the highlight has been a spectacular reading at the North Berkeley Library by B.H. Fairchild. Fairchild has … Continue reading

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About the hats, and more than the hats

If you don’t get enough poetry here, you can sign up with the Academy ofAmerican Poets (www.poets.org) and get a poem every day in your email. This is one that arrived a couple of weeks ago, for all those who knit … Continue reading

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First night of Passover, 2017

A poem as relevant today as it was in 1999. It seems we are always bombing something. during the bombing of Kosovo Hevel may be translated vanity or mist or vapor the name of the first man whose brother was … Continue reading

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Blossom foam

I’ve been traveling and seen fields of daffodils to the horizon, horses munching the greenest grass, trees in all phases of blossom.  Spring everywhere. It made me think of this poem by James Wright: A Blessing Just off the highway … Continue reading

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Lawrence Ferlinghetti is 98 today

Here’s to him! A huge force, if only for City Lights Books. Constantly Risking Absurdity (#15) Constantly risking absurdity                                              and death             whenever he performs                                         above the heads                                                             of his audience    the poet like an acrobat                                  climbs on rime                                           to … Continue reading

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A rainy Monday and a little Stafford

This weekend, all the seedlings went into the ground and today it rained. More rain tomorrow. Occasionally things work out.  I felt like a Stafford poem today, and here is one, about practical necessity and what it costs us.

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After all this rain…

the green of the hills reminds me of Ireland, except they are so smooth here in Northern California. They make me think of this poem by Kay Ryan. Green Hills Their green flanks and swells are not flesh in any … Continue reading

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