Linda Pastan Thought Poems
- 1. The Months
January
Contorted by wind,
mere armatures for ice or snow,
... - 2. Prosody 101
When they taught me that what mattered most
was not the strict iambic line goose-stepping
over the page but the variations
in that line and the tension produced
... - 3. Jump Cabling
When our cars touched
When you lifted the hood of mine
To see the intimate workings underneath,
When we were bound together
... - 4. Traveling Light
I am only leaving you
for a handful of days
but it feels as thought
i will be gone forever
... - 5. What We Want
What we want
is never simple.
We move among the things
we thought we wanted:
... - 6. Something About The Trees
I remember what my father told me:
There is an age when you are most yourself.
He was just past fifty then,
Was it something about the trees that make him speak?
... - 7. The Happiest Day
It was early May, I think
a moment of lilac or dogwood
when so many promises are made
it hardly matters if a few are broken.
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