Keeping things whole, by Mark Strand

You ever read a poem and think “yes, yes this!” Well, this poem just seems perfect right now…we’ve had unusually dry weather and I have twice as many field sites as last year, and my greenhouse experiment needs watering every day, and I’m cycling 150 miles a week and working 10-14 hours a day seven […]

Against Winter, by Charles Simic

I was trying to decide if I like this poem or not. Every time I read it, I like it at first, then I think “It’s too dark” and then the resolution makes me like it again. Maybe something about it speaks to me and will speak to you too! How many times have people […]

Native, by Keetje Kuipers

It’s true…nothing is untouched anymore…how do we define native? Wild?   Native In the spring the men come out again to clear the land, yellow Cat dozers popping up on hillsides like morels to be collected after the first warm days of May. In fields studded with the rhinestone glitter of purple knapweed, trucks nose […]

Love Poem, by Paul Zimmer

Love Poem 1 Last days before first frost we stroll out hand in hand to see yellow sulfurs lift in multitudes over the fields flittering in ecstatic pairs to descend and spangle the hay 2 Months later trudging winter fields in the morning sun we see their million rapturous spirits have risen through layers of […]

Invisible Visitors, by David Budbill

I’ve been traveling so much this year, this poem really resonated with me…just passing through, just passing through, just passing through… Invisible Visitors All through August and September thousands, maybe tens of thousands, of feathered creatures pass through this place and I almost never see a single one. The fall wood warbler migration goes by […]