I am reading 2 books, one non and one fiction: Mama's Last Hug: Animal Emotions and what they tell us about ourselves by Frans de Waal and Ragged Edge of Night by Oliva Hawker. I always enjoy reading de Wall.

April 27th, only 3 more days after today to post for National Poetry Month. I will post one of my favorites, The Pasture by Robert Frost. It is an easy poem to overlook or underestimate, so forthright and small. The poem opens Forst's collection North of Boston , 1915. It is an invitation to the rea...

I am not sure if the formatting will be correct when this post goes live. Stay with me and I will try to fix it if it is not. I like this little poem. It has a bit of Dr. Seus and Abbott & Costello (Who's on first). Analysis of Baseball BY MAY SWENSON It’s about ______ Ball fits the ball,_______...

DWill: I always wonder about what happens to the rhythms, alliteration and other intentionally created sound patterns in translated poems. Almost to the end of April. Just a few more poems to post for National Poetry Month. I am posting this poem because I like the idea expressed. I definitely have ...

A belated Earth Day Poem Planet Catherine Pierce This morning this planet is covered by winds and blue. This morning this planet glows with dustless perfect light, enough that I can see one million sharp leaves from where I stand. I walk on this planet, its hard-packed dirt and prickling grass, and ...

For anyone not familiar, myself included, Tanka is: a Japanese poem consisting of five lines, the first and third of which have five syllables and the other seven, making 31 syllables in all and giving a complete picture of an event or mood. I like the first one best. How about you? Tanka Sadakichi ...

I missed a day and yesterday was a day to miss. Here we go, a new favorite of mine. I really like the opening lines. Instructions on Not Giving Up Ada Limón, 1976 More than the fuchsia funnels breaking out of the crabapple tree, more than the neighbor’s almost obscene display of cherry limbs shoving...

I have been participating in a poetry workshop online. The instructions the first day told participants to download a packet of poems that would not have the poets names with the poems. A very refreshing idea! No cues to tell us if the poem was "good" or not. Here is one of the poems from ...

Mary Oliver is a favorite of mine. I had not read that poem before, Thank you, ellisacoy!

So, it is only part of a larger work. Here is the whole. 33. Inversnaid This darksome burn, horseback brown, His rollrock highroad roaring down, In coop and in comb the fleece of his foam Flutes and low to the lake falls home. A windpuff-bonnet of fáwn-fróth Turns and twindles over the broth Of a po...