"Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn." ~Thomas Gray
"Poetry unites." ~Anon
"Truth is such a rare thing, it is delightful to tell it." ~Emily Dickinson
Written by Ben Howard
He lives in Alfred, New York, USA
His website: One Time, One Meeting
(Originally published by Cortland Review, No. 6, February 1999)
Old News
Those little increments
of grief: how silently
they travel in the blood
of mourners, bearing news
that makes no headlines, wears
no byline, yet remains
for years, for generations,
persisting as it must
in vein and artery,
lung and bone. And when
its broadcast comes, its blast
is loosed into the heart,
how sudden it appears
and how remote, as though
its presence there were foreign,
its virulence unknown.
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Featuring: Ben Howard, Poetry
Written by Susan Stewart
(From Red Rover, University of Chicago Press, 2008.)
the fox
Did we live lightly then?
Twice we’ve seen the fox,
the flash
of red that leaps
the weeds and brush, an after-
image gray,
then blank, then gone
delight cannot be sought
or pleasure thought
or joy re-caught
but twice we saw the fox, not once,
and knew his fear of us
Step in time, love, step in time,
live inside the morning
twice we saw the fox, not once,
and knew his fear of us
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Featuring: Poetry, Susan Stewart
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