Category Archives: Daily Offerings

So Much Happiness It is difficult to know what to do with so much happiness. With sadness there is something to rub against, a wound to tend with lotion and cloth. When the world falls in around you, you have … Continue reading →

Harlem What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore — And then run? Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over — like a … Continue reading →

There Will Come Soft Rains (War Time) There will come soft rains and the smell of the ground, And swallows circling with their shimmering sound; And frogs in the pools singing at night, And wild plum-trees in tremulous white; Robins … Continue reading →

Another Spring Poem The lawn is filling with tiny flowers, almost invisible like the night’s first dozen stars: violet and sorrel, clover and strawberry, and the white corollas no bigger than commas I have never been able to name. I … Continue reading →

Good and Bad Luck Good luck is the gayest of all gay girls; Long in one place she will not stay: Back from your brow she strokes the curls, Kisses you quick and flies away. But Madame Bad Luck soberly … Continue reading →

Crows in a Strong Wind Off go the crows from the roof. The crows can’t hold on. They might as well Be perched on an oil slick. Such an awkward dance, These gentlemen In their spottled-black coats. Such a tipsy … Continue reading →

Imported Days some days, like birthdays, are imported from france, honolulu and bangkok. you stretch them out by minutes and enjoy every piece while buildings bury themselves in the ground. you row in and out of a mailman, a cosmic … Continue reading →

Tilly He travels after a winter sun, Urging the cattle along a cold red road, Calling to them, a voice they know, He drives his beasts above Cabra. The voice tells them home is warm. They moo and make brute … Continue reading →