with their ragged edges,
with their hardened skin,
never fully heal.
We sat in the dimmed living room,
lights twinkling on the tree,
listening to Christmas music,
and she said,
“My mother loved this time of year.”
This Thursday, 12/13/12, I'll join twenty other fabulous poets to read at the Annual Gathering of the Poets Emily Dickinson Birthday Bash. The reading, which is hosted by Dave Parsons and the Montgomery County...
The milky way is not enough,
the star-stream tapped from leaf veins,
the indefatigable chloroplast,
the hidden factory of golden nectar in loam,
photons immolated in sacrifice
to mold your bronze nakedness -
still, not enough, not enough light!
I'd like to dedicate this week's Mnemosyne Weekly to the victims and survivors of the Sandy Hook Elementary School shooting and their families and friends. The poem, “Try to Praise the Mutilated World,” written by one of...
San Carlos Wildflowers
This week I've fallen in love with a new (to me) poet, Yehuda Amichai, whose selected poems I picked up at Half Price Books a few weeks ago and have been devouring...
Photo Credit: ESA/Hubble
A star-forming region in the Large Magellanic Cloud
This week's poem, "Riding a Koan," by Virginia Hamilton Adair, moves me for so many reasons. I love the way it sustains the extended metaphor...
“The range of what we think and do is limited by what we fail to notice.”
Our multi-tasking/sound bite/microwave/remote-control culture encourages Noise instead of Noticing; Entertainment, not Engagement. We have instant everything, from messages...
The First Thanksgiving at Plymouth
by Jennie A. Brownscombe
This week for Mnemosyne I've selected, "Te Deum," a simple little poem of praise in honor of Thanksgiving. The poet, Charles Reznikoff lived from 1894 - 1976 and was...
A Black Bird With Snow Covered Red Hills
by Georgia O'Keeffe
Well, we've all got our ideas about what a poem should be--at least in my fantasy world, where everyone cares about poetry enough to debate...
Oil on Canvas, 1877
This week's poem, "First Fig," by the ever clever Edna St. Vincent Millay, is quite different from the other short poems I've memorized in that the others have had a...