Continuing with my previous post, here’s three more poems I left behind on a recent trip to the Porcupine Mountains in Michigan’s beautiful Upper Peninsula. Louise Gluck’s riveting “Gretel in Darkness” is a favorite poem of mine and I couldn’t resist putting it in these enchanted woods. Gluck imagines Gretel years after she has pushed [...]
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Porkies 2
Posted in Gerard Manley Hopkins, Gretel in Darkness, Louise Gluck, Porkies 2, Robert Hayden, Spring and Fall to a Young Child, Those Winter Sundays, Uncategorized, tagged michigan, nature, poetry on September 19, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
Hidden in my sister’s car
Posted in Robert Hayden, Those Winter Sundays, tagged death, poem, poem elf, poetry, Robert Hayden, Those Winter Sundays on May 29, 2010 | 3 Comments »
Those Winter Sundays by Robert Hayden Sundays too my father got up early and put his clothes on in the blueblack cold, then with cracked hands that ached from labor in the weekday weather made banked fires blaze. No one ever thanked him. I’d wake and hear the cold splintering, breaking. When the rooms were [...]
