POEMS ABOUT POETRY: “THE LIGHTEST TOUCH”

“The lightest touch” Good poetry begins with the lightest touch, a breeze arriving from nowhere, a whispered healing arrival, a word in your ear, a settling into things, then, like a hand in the dark, it arrests the whole body, steeling you for revelation. In the silence that follows a great line, you can feel…

SHORT POEMS: “For the Children (from In the Unknown)” about poetry…

“For the Children (from In the Unknown)”   Pavement side, a mother and child and a poet’s footsteps exactly coincide: she’s saying to him ‘birds live in trees, and squirrels…’ as we pass, and I can’t resist ‘…and poets’, I add, as her sentence hangs still deep in my one-handed text to you about how…

SPRING POEMS: “Against the gently flowing spring morning” by Shih Shu

“Against the gently flowing spring morning”   Against the gently flowing spring morning the arrogant rattle of a passing coach peach blossoms beckon from the distant village willow branches caress the shoulder of my pond as bream and carp flash their golden scales and mated ducks link embroidered wings the poet stares about: this way,…

POEMS: “How to Be a Poet” by Wendell Berry

“How to Be a Poet”   (To remind myself) i Make a place to sit down. Sit down. Be quiet. You must depend upon affection, reading, knowledge, skill — more of each than you have — inspiration, work, growing older, patience, for patience joins time to eternity. Any readers who like your poems, doubt their…

POEMS: “Word tumbling” (about poetry)

Word Tumbling Every word is wordless in its Source; and no word can ever speak the Truth. But the poet’s words keep tumbling out of Silence like snowflakes falling unbidden from the sky, landing for one brief instant before melting.   Dorothy Hunt Word Tumbling