ADA LIMON ~

 

A Name

When Eve walked among

the animals and named them —

nightingale, red-shouldered hawk,

fiddler crab, fallow deer —

I wonder if she ever wanted

them to speak back, looked into

their wide wonderful eyes and

whispered, Name me, name me.

________________

Ada Limón

The Carrying

Milkweed Editions

2018

Ada Limón - Image: Christopher.Michel on Visual Hunt

GEORGE R. STEWART (NAMES OF THE LAND) ~

 

R E A D     M E

EVERYTHING SHE TOUCHED ~

 

R E A D    M E

Chronicle Books

2020

THE COMPLETE MEMOIRS (NERUDA) ~

 

R E A D     M E

W.G. SEBALD ~

 

R E A D      M E

There have been at least three biographies 

all by women, all about men 

each one outstanding —

Thoreau

Hemingway

now, Sebald

Thoreau, a life by Laura Dassow Walls

Ernest Hemingway, Mary V. Dearborn

Speak, Silence, Carole Angier

No hesitation

TASH SULTANA ~

 

THE WAY TO HOLD A CONCERT (1969) ~

 

POEM FOR STILLNESS ~

 

Poem for Stillness

He stirs his tea with a gun barrel

He solves the puzzle with a gun barrel

He scratches his thoughts with a gun barrel

And sometimes

he sits facing himself

and pulls bullet-memories

out of his brain

He's fought in many wars

but is no match for his own despair

These white pills

have left him so colorless

his shadow must stand up

to fetch him water

We ought to accept

that no soldier

has never returned

from war

alive

___________________

Garous Abdolmalekian

Lean Against This Late Hour

Penguin, 2020

NABANEETA DEV SEN ~

 

First Confidence

Rain sweeps through my drapes

this monsoon morning, as curtains toss,

every door flies open toward the past.

The dry leaves melt away, soaking wet,

the footprints now lie hidden in moss.

I unfold my face into the rain,

I wrap my body in drenched gair.

Now, lifting my eyes, I stand tall

and, in this free and weightless light,

I say with confidence, for the first time —

I have forgotten all.

Sometimes, Love

It comes when called. Like a pet cockatoo,

it sits on my finger, fluttering.

It sways its neck, fluffs its feathers, swings its crest,

and recites its practiced lines, uttering

every pleasing word.

My lily-white bird

repeats to me all that it's been taught and sings best.

Saying just what I want to hear,

it pours honey into my ear.

But behind my back, soon after,

alone, perched on its base,

my lily-white bird

clatters its shiny shackles

as it cackles with laughter,

shedding feathers

in empty space.

Acrobat

Nabaneeta Dev Sen

translated by Nandana Dev Sen

Archipelago Books 2021

BOB ARNOLD, BACKROAD CALLER ~

 

Bob Arnold

Back Road Caller

Longhouse 

2021

A fine sheaf

many-colored

& limited

$10

postpaid

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HIMALAYA ~

 

R E A D      M E

Norton 2021

KOKO TAYLOR ~

 

CARNIVAL OF SOULS ~

 

WINCHESTER MYSTERY HOUSE ~

 

SUPERNATURAL AMERICA ~

 

R E A D     M E

University of Chicago Press

2021

THE SHEPHERD'S LIFE ~

 

Flatiron 2015

JULIE FELIX ~

 

JERRY LEE LEWIS (1983) ~

 

FROM MONTANA: BOB LOVE POEMS ~

Bob Love

Kinnikinnick

Longhouse 

2021

A fine sheaf of poems from a

Montana logger

many-colored

& limited

$10

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THE GREAT MORT SAHL ~

 

M O R T      S A H L