techno poem #6
(from
my techno friend to the techno-challenged) here's what
you need to get your computer going while you're gone
—your keyboard, plug i
roundbarnpoem # 3
I trespassed yesterday found a way into the derelict
barn on the farm I grew up on my dad grew up there too I took some plaster
of paris cleaned out the handprints where
springfieldpoem # 7ah spfld spfld for several
weeks now I've been in minneapolis and while bike-auto ratio
isn't even there are still more bikes than you can shake a spoke at
but I want
clothingpoem #2
I came in haste not prepared
for cold
so today we visited a
vast warehouse
dollar-a-pound clothing in
bins hundreds
of folks mostly poor stuffing
shopping carts
I pull on a ja
underwearpoem #1 some people hold things against their
parentsall their lives mine probably will too my godkidsblame their
mother that she made them weartheir underpants a second day inside
lakepoem #10 it seems sort
of futile to
be cleaning off
one's roof with a spoon like
the maiden
in the fairy tales who had
to empty the
pond with a teacup a spatula
works too
sangamonpoem #1 we picnicked by a roaring
mountainbrook icy water seething aroundgargantuan rocks to let the
kids seesome wild vermont swim in the back-water pools campers were
picnic
American life in poetry
Edited by Ted Kooser
A part of being a parent, it seems, is spending too
much time fearing the worst. Here Berwyn Moore, a Pennsylvania poet,
expresses that fear &m
lakepoems 2008 suddenly it's white
—the forest hillside awakewith indian pipestowels
from successive swimsthis rainy summerdrape the cabinlike
buntingthat monstrous spider i