Tuesday, March 29, 2011


Wystan Hugh Auden 
February 1907–September 1973

The central themes of his poetry are love, politics and citizenship,
religion and morals, and the relationship between unique human beings and the anonymous, impersonal world of nature.
by W.H. Auden

Defenseless under the night
Our world in stupor lies;
Yet, dotted everywhere,
Ironic points of light
Flash out wherever the Just
Exchange their messages:
May I, composed like them
Of Eros and of dust,
Beleaguered by the same
Negation and despair,
Show an affirming flame.


There is a Girl Inside
by Lucille Clifton
June 1936  – February 2010

There is a girl inside.
She is randy as a wolf.
She will not walk away and leave these bones
to an old woman.

She is a green tree in a forest of kindling.
She is a green girl in a used poet.

She has waited patient as a nun
for the second coming,
when she can break through gray hairs
into blossom

and her lovers will harvest
honey and thyme
and the woods will be wild
with the damn wonder of it.

by Ms
January 1943-

Days evaporate like rain water.
Most sink, some rise up into the aether.

Clouds drift, changing shape with each random wind.
You trod on shifting ground from here to there.

What's tangible and material today,
becomes a pulsing wave tomorrow.

Everything that ever was, still is.
Nothing that ever existed is lost.

Art is our chief means of breaking bread with the dead.

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