Sunday, January 6, 2019
Saturday, January 5, 2019
LAURIE DUGGAN (Martial) ~
III | XXVI
Real estate,
you own it all.
Money,
gold plate,
Josiah Wedgwood,
the Australian film industry,
it's yours.
Your record collection,
stunning,
and your books.
Genius?
Unquestionably yours.
But your wife?
A few drinks
and she's anybody's.
———————————
Laurie Duggan
The Epigrams of Mistral
Pressed Wafer 2010

Friday, January 4, 2019
Thursday, January 3, 2019
Wednesday, January 2, 2019
LI SHANGYIN ~
Night Rain, Sent North
You ask when I'll be back but there is no when.
In the hills night rains are flooding autumn pools.
When will we sit and trim the wicks in the west window
and talk about the hills and night and rain?
Frost and Moon
I can hear the migrating geese. There are no cicadas here,
a hundred feet up in the tower from where the water meets the sky.
The Bluegreen Lady and the Pale Fairy don't mind the cold:
that's just the moon and frost bickering over who's prettier.
Parting Thoughts
The dance before the brook. I'm out of breath.
My heart is sore at Midnight's songs.
I've never found Canyon Cloud.
What do you want from ditchwater?
The geese have stopped delivering messages.
The bamboo grove by the Xiang is stained with tears.
I will never see the color of your face
unless I rely on these ripples.
—————————————
Li Shangyin
edited and translated by Chloe Garcia Roberts,
Lucas Klein and AC Graham
(New York Review of Books, 2018)

Tuesday, January 1, 2019
ED OCHESTER ~
I've had this poem up for decades
out in our woodshed
because it's good to laugh
when you're working hard
URSULA K. LE GUIN ~ (So Far So Good)
Theodora
I think how fine my mother was.
Her doings and her things were lovable.
Her turquoise bracelets, her violet
dinner dress with a jeweled waist.
The way when she was undressing
she'd go around with her nylons unhitched.
I think of all this now with tenderness
and comfort in the recollection.
Oh I was so angry at her when she died
for dying, but at last that's gone
and she comes to me again with silver
and turquoise on her wrists
in the sunlight.
————————————
So Far So Good
Ursula K. Le Guin
Final Poems 2014-2018
Copper Canyon Press
Monday, December 31, 2018
HEAVEN LAKE (14) ~
Steps
Life
is
but
an
ad
just
The Face Of A Dictator
( take your pick )
All that has made you
Sick in the past
Ambiance
Turn off everything —
Hear all the animals
Again
Tipi
Bean poles
Branch the
Moonlight
—————————
Bob Arnold
Heaven Lake
Longhouse 2018
Sunday, December 30, 2018
Saturday, December 29, 2018
Friday, December 28, 2018
Thursday, December 27, 2018
Wednesday, December 26, 2018
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