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  • Saturday, March 28, 2015 12:01am
    As I drive into town the driver in front of me runs a stop sign. A pedestrian pulls down his cap. A man comes out of his house to sweep the steps. Ordinariness bright as raspberries. I turn on the radio. Somebody tells me the day is sunny and warm. A woman laughs and my... Read more »
  • Friday, March 27, 2015 12:01am
    Helmet and rifle, pack and overcoat Marched through a forest. Somewhere up ahead Guns thudded. Like the circle of a throat The night on every side was turning red. They halted and they dug. They sank like moles Into the clammy earth between the trees. And soon the sentries, standing in their holes, Felt the... Read more »
  • Thursday, March 26, 2015 12:01am
    The text for today’s poem is not available online.
  • Wednesday, March 25, 2015 12:01am
    Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half-light, I would spread the cloths under your feet: But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because... Read more »
  • Tuesday, March 24, 2015 12:01am
    Driving a cardboard automobile without a license                                at the turn of the century               my father ran into my mother                                                        on a fun-ride at Coney Island                    having spied each other eating                                           in a French boardinghouse nearby And having decided right there and then                                               that she was for him entirely          he followed her into                                               the playland of... Read more »