You glow in my heart
Like the flames of uncounted candles.
But when I go to warm my hands,
My clumsiness overturns the light,
And then I stumble
Against the tables and chairs.
“The Bungler” by Amy Lowell [w/ Audio]
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DAILY PHOTO: Bamboo & Gnarled Tree
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Winter Afternoon [Haiku]
“The Wind Shifts” by Wallace Stevens [w/ Audio]
This is how the wind shifts:
Like the thoughts of an old human,
Who still thinks eagerly
And despairingly.
The wind shifts like this:
Like a human without illusions,
Who still feels irrational things within her.
The wind shifts like this:
Like humans approaching proudly,
Like humans approaching angrily.
This is how the wind shifts:
Like a human, heavy and heavy,
Who does not care.
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DAILY PHOTO: Still Life with Fish; Or, Jungle Cookery
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Still Waters [Haiku]
Winter morn:
still waters reflect each twig
of bare trees.
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“In a Station of the Metro” by Ezra Pound [w/ Audio]
The apparition of these faces in a crowd;
Petals on a wet, black bough.
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