Category Archives: Poetry

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Fast Gas

Dorianne Laux just came out with a new book that I’m reading. Here’s a poem I really enjoyed Fast GasX   for Richard Before the days of self service,when you never had to pump your own gas,I was the one … Continue reading

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Monday poem

This is from an anthology I received as a Christmas gift, American Journal: Fifty Poems for Our Time. This is my favorite so far from it: Mercy Like two wrestlers etched around some ancient urn we’d lace our hands, then … Continue reading

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Mary Oliver 1935-2019

Thanks to Gina for sending me this: Marengo Out of the sump rise the marigolds. From the rim of the marsh, muslin with mosquitoes, rises the egret, in his cloud-cloth. Through the soft rain, like mist, and mica, the withered … Continue reading

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Rainy Day Poem

Rain in Northern California, where we always seem to be needing it, can be as delicious as this poem, which sounds contemporary though written a century ago. Summer Rain All night our room was outer-walled with rain. Drops fell and … Continue reading

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Winter Break

I took some time off over the holidays, but here I am, back with your Monday vitamin. I read a poem I liked in the NY Times Sunday Magazine, and found another by this poet: A Childhood The horse had been … Continue reading

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Feeling a bit Grinchy

But here is a holiday poem–may it bring you a glee too fine to hear. Holly The hollybush flowers small whites (become of course berries) four tiny petals turned back and four anthers stuck out: the pistil low & honey-high: … Continue reading

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Brief history lesson

I remember Frost’s fumbling at Kennedy’s inauguration–an old man then, and the first poet to be asked to read at such an event–such a different time. When asked to recite a poem, this was Frost’s response: “If you can bear at … Continue reading

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Thanksgiving misgivings?

  Talking around the table about the mixed message of Thanksgiving–my discomfort with the often phony-feeling professions of gratitude, and of course, what we did and do to native populations. A friend suggested that there should be a Jewish holiday– if … Continue reading

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For Veteran’s Day

If you want a good poem about war, you never have to look further than the Polish poets, who were invaded by someone every century. The End and the Beginning After every war someone has to clean up. Things won’t … Continue reading

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Words don’t come quickly to me

Yesterday I listened as my favorite spiritual leader, Margaret Holub, struggled for words of consolation after the Pittsburg shooting. She said that words didn’t come quickly to her, and I reflected that anyone to whom words came in facile way … Continue reading

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