A Glass of Water by David Musgrave

by David Musgrave

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My Daughter and Apple Pie

My Daughter and Apple Pie
by Raymond Carver

“She serves me a piece of it a few minutes
out of the oven. A little steam rises
from the slits on top. Sugar and spice –
cinnamon – burned into the crust”…

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Blues for Alice by Clark Coolidge

When you get in on a try you never learn it back
umpteen times the tenth part of a featured world
in black and in back it’s roses and fostered nail
bite rhyme sling slang, a song that teaches without
travail of the tale, the one you longing live
and singing burn
 
It’s insane to remain a trope, of a rinsing out
or a ringing whatever, it’s those bells that . . .
and other riskier small day and fain would be
of the soap a sky dares
 
                                               but we remand,
that we a clasp of the silence you and I, all of
tiny sphering rates back, I say to told wall, back
and back and leave my edge, and add an L
 
Night is so enclosed we’ll never turn its page
its eye, can be mine will be yours, to see all the people
the underneath livid reaching part and past of the lying buildings
the overreacher stops and starts, at in his head, in
in her rhythm
that knowledge is past all of us, so we flare and tap
and top it right up, constant engage and flap in on
keeping pace, our whelming rift, and soil and gleam
and give back the voice, like those eary dead
 
Step down off our whelm lessons and shortly fired
enter the bristle strum of Corrosion Kingdom
where the last comes by first ever ring, every
race through that tunnel of sun drop and pencil
in the margins of a flare, of higher wish than dare,
the stroked calmings of a line will spin and chime
in blue quicks of a dream blues, the chores
of those whispering gone crenulations
 
To meet a care is to dial redeem
and we limp in the time sound balms
so out of kilter is my name in the sun, and I win
in the moon and you sing in that other spelling of win
the way a blue is never singular



Clark Coolidge, “Blues for Alice” from Sound as Thought: Poems 1982-1984. Copyright © 1990 by Clark Coolidge. Reprinted by permission of Green Integer.

Source: Sound as Thought: Poems 1982-1984 (Green Integer, 1990)

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The Dream of a Lacquer Box by Kimiko Hahn

Read this poem by Kimiko Hahn from the May 2012 issue of Poetry magazine.

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The History of Mothers of Sons By Lisa Furmanski

By Lisa Furmanski

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On Mother’s Day by Grace Paley

I went out walking
in the old neighborhood


Look! more trees on the block   
forget-me-nots all around them   
ivy   lantana shining
and geraniums in the window


Twenty years ago
it was believed that the roots of trees
would insert themselves into gas lines
then fall   poisoned   on houses and children


or tap the city’s water pipes   starved   
for nitrogen   obstruct the sewers


In those days in the afternoon I floated   
by ferry to Hoboken or Staten Island   
then pushed the babies in their carriages   
along the river wall   observing Manhattan   
See Manhattan I cried   New York!
even at sunset it doesn’t shine
but stands in fire   charcoal to the waist


But this Sunday afternoon on Mother’s Day
I walked west   and came to Hudson Street   tricolored flags   
were flying over old oak furniture for sale
brass bedsteads   copper pots and vases
by the pound from India


Suddenly before my eyes   twenty-two transvestites   
in joyous parade stuffed pillows under   
their lovely gowns
and entered a restaurant
under a sign which said   All Pregnant Mothers Free


I watched them place napkins over their bellies   
and accept coffee and zabaglione


I am especially open to sadness and hilarity   
since my father died as a child   
one week ago in this his ninetieth year



Grace Paley, “On Mother’s Day” from Begin Again: The Collected Poems of Grace Paley. Copyright © 1999 by Grace Paley. Used by permission of Farrar, Straus & Giroux, LLC, www.fsgbooks.com. All rights reserved. Caution: Users are warned that this work is protected under copyright laws and downloading is strictly prohibited. The right to reproduce or transfer the work via any medium must be secured with Farrar, Straus and Giroux, LLC.

Source: Begin Again: The Collected Poems of Grace Paley (Farrar Straus and Giroux, 2000)

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Getting There by Christopher Buckley

Read this poem by Christopher Buckley from the May 2012 issue of Poetry magazine.

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The Crescent Moon

The Crescent Moon by Amy Lowell

“Slipping softly through the sky
Little horned, happy moon,
Can you hear me up so high?
Will you come down soon”…

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The Widow’s Lament in Springtime By William Carlos Williams

By William Carlos Williams

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Postcard 2 by Franz Wright

Read this poem by Franz Wright from the May 2012 issue of Poetry magazine.

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