Monthly Archives: April 2025
Housekeeping ~ Trethewey
Housekeeping We mourn the broken things, chair legs wrenched from the seats, chipped plates, the threadbare clothes. We work the magic of glue, drive the nails, mend the holes. We save what we can, melt small pieces of soap, gather … Continue reading
Tax Day Limericks!
There was a young lady named Perkins, Who had a great fondness for gherkins; She went to a tea And ate twenty-three, Which pickled her internal workin’s. There was a young boy of Quebec, Who fell into the ice to … Continue reading
Consider the Hands that Write this Letter ~ Girmay
Consider the Hands that Write this Letter Consider the hands that write this letter. Left palm pressed flat against paper, as we have done before, over my heart, in peace or reverence to the sea, some beautiful thing I … Continue reading
Goodbye, Lebanon ~ Ziadeh
Goodbye, Lebanon Goodbye, Lebanese mountains. I’m going far from your pink rose garlands, your bright red satin strawberries. Egypt called in a serious voice, and already my rocking boat bears new fruit – But sea, whisper your lullabies please, because … Continue reading
Under a Patched Sail ~ Moore (National Poem in Your Pocket Day!!)
Under a Patched Sail “Oh, we’ll drink once more when the wind’s off shore,” We’ll drink from the good old jar, And then to port, For the time grows short. Come lad – to the days that are! ~ Marianne … Continue reading
The Obligation to be Happy ~ Pastan
The Obligation to Be Happy It is more onerous than the rites of beauty or housework, harder than love. But you expect if of me casually, the way you expect the sun to come up, not in spite of rain … Continue reading
Getting Older ~ Feinstein
Getting Older The first surprise: I like it. Whatever happens now, some things that used to terrify have not: I didn’t die young, for instance. Or lose my only love. My three children never had to run away from anyone. … Continue reading
On Days Like This ~ Lanzillotti
On Days Like This On days like this . . . Before the dawn ever happens when the sky is still dark and the morning star bright. It is on days like this . . . When the last of … Continue reading
Everyone Sang ~ Sasson
Everyone Sang Everyone suddenly burst out singing; And I was filled with such delight As prisoned birds must find in freedom, Winging wildly across the white Orchards and dark-green fields; on – on – and out of sight. Everyone’s voice … Continue reading
Looking at the Sea ~ Katz
Looking at the Sea I have today and tomorrow, I hear amplified voices, The sun shines, the arbor Shades, and people talk. Actors write, writers act, It can be the same or not, And criticism can be praise, But love … Continue reading