Now, Ted and I aren't friends per se. But I do have an RSS subscription to his site, American Life in Poetry. So we're practically BFFs. And Mr. Kooser is one of those kinds of friends...every poem he shares (one per week) is pure gold. I highly recommend subscribing to his site.
Here's some evidence to support my opinion:
The Word That Is a Prayer
By Ellery Akers
One thing you know when you say it:
all over the earth people are saying it with you;
a child blurting it out as the seizures take her,
a woman reciting it on a cot in a hospital.
What if you take a cab through the Tenderloin:
at a street light, a man in a wool cap,
yarn unraveling across his face, knocks at the window;
he says, Please.
By the time you hear what he’s saying,
the light changes, the cab pulls away,
and you don’t go back, though you know
someone just prayed to you the way you pray.
Please: a word so short
it could get lost in the air
Read the rest here.
You MUST also read this one, which I featured here previously.
Night Dive
By Peggy Shumaker
Plankton rise toward the full moon
spread thin on Wakaya’s surface.
Manta rays’ great curls of jaw
scoop backward somersaults of ocean
in through painted caves of their mouths, out
through sliced gills. Red sea fans
pulse. The leopard shark
lounges on a smooth ramp of sand,
skin jeweled with small hangers-on.
Pyramid fish point the way to the surface.
Read the rest of this poem here.
And be sure to check out the Poetry Friday roundup, hosted today at Write. Sketch. Repeat.
So glad you are still posting regularly! I LOVE "The Word That Is a Prayer." It knocked my socks off. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteTrying to get back in the swing with an attempt at weekly posting. I like that poem a lot, too. Thanks for your comment Tabatha!
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