Poems

May 13, 2011

Little Candlestick

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Little Candlestick

LITTLE CANDLESTICK (For My Mother) In scarcity, what bliss, brought by the voice that com­manded it, unmoth­er­ing mother, brave to give lessons instead of love: this lit­tle sil­ver can­dle­stick, bent, bruised, all that’s left of the mod­est, old, pos­si­bly French desk set: paper knife, blot­ter edges, chased with a few deep lines. I couldn’t believe my great good … →

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March 9, 2011

Desert Bighorn

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Desert Bighorn

By the river mechan­i­cally rush­ing its brown waters from the great tur­bines, he stands care­fully on pol­ished rocks, sur­veys the waves with a dark pen­sive­ness that bears no rela­tion to thought but is the arrow instinct: to drink. Then he places one del­i­cate hoof in the swirling cur­rent and low­ers his heav­ily– crowned head. We are all … →

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January 30, 2011

Cast on Water

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Sallie Bingham - Cast on Water

The North Atlantic
was not my coun­try.
Its wild waves crashed
unre­gard­ing of the small girl
at their edge, who knew only
the soft brown Ohio hur­ry­ing … →

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