Poem of the Day
Study of Children
By Asha Futterman
did you know
that you all work for me?
I asked them as a joke
Poetry: A-C
The Island City of Dmitri Shostakovich
By Bruce Bond
The Lovers of Rome
By Bruce Bond
A Summer’s Night
By Yves Bonnefoy
You were sculpted on a prow,
Time wore you away as the foam might have done,
It closed your eyes one stormy night,
The Clouds
By Yves Bonnefoy
Doubly silent the afternoon
By virtue of empty summer, and of a flame
Overflowing, is it from this vase
The Lure of the Threshold
By Yves Bonnefoy
Knock,
Knock forever.
In the lure of the threshold.
The Task of Hope
By Yves Bonnefoy
It’s dawn. Has this lamp finished, then,
Its task of hope, hand resting
In the mirror fogged up over the fever
Lady with an Ermine
By Betsy Bonner
Despite one querulous, raised paw,
the ermine is being held. I am not.
Unseemly, it claws
Ship Glimpsed from the Widow’s Walk
By Betsy Bonner
I telescope you out to the farsighted wrong
end of the instrument
Tess, Perseverant
By Betsy Bonner
Seven cliffs of alabaster
Sisters overlook
England’s finest downs.
Nocturne
By Elly Bookman
After I make my home dark
I wander through the few
quiet rooms and let
the bright blinking eyes
of the continuing electricity