Poetry is what you find
in the dirt in the corner,
overhear on the bus, God
in the details, the only way
to get from here to there.
Poetry (and now my voice is rising)
is not all love, love, love
and I'm sorry the dog died.
Poetry (here I hear myself loudest)
is the human voice,
and are we not of interest to each other?
A quiet morning doing quiet things in the small cottage. Enjoying the sunshine after a brief hiatus. Making collages. Listening to quiet sounds around the house. Mewing cats and birds outside the windows. Choosing a fragment from a complete poem of the poet we all discovered last Tuesday. We don't just like her. We love her.
Karine Swenson says
Elizabeth Alexander, huh? Well, that is one killer poem, that’s for sure.
anyone named Elizabeth
is a Queen
xox – eb.
mary cooper says
What a great way to spend a day. Last week it got to 40 degrees here in NJ, the birds were singing, I thought it was spring. Ha. I love the descriptions of sunny LA. Oh and the words, you are a poem finder. Thank you so much.
I’ve admired seeing your work with the kids. I don’t know if you are going to continue (I think you should if you can) but I do a lot of collage and accumulate a lot of papers. I could save them and send if you’d like. Thanks again for this blog, Mary
We DO love her and we DO love YOU! Thanks so much for today’s blog – its one of my favorites. Short but so very sweet – the flower photo and the poetry lines to be looked at and read, again & again, and the wonderful words describing your morning at home in Moss Cottage. I can hear the outside sounds, feel the air and see dust motes hovering in the quiet sunlight. I am totally there enjoying all these things. Life has been SO GOOD this past week!
Thank you again for your part of it, S.
I notice your collages are perfectly flat, no ridges, or bumps in the paper…smooth like a newly waxed leg. How
do you do it?
Lisa Hoffman says
…what?..a new poet?….lemme back up and catch up!
You are my Poet-Finder. Some people have personal assistants, I have a poet-finder. “She’s near L.A.”… I tell people, “you know, she communicates with me every day. She keeps me on the cutting edge of this stuff…..”
They seem very impressed with me, which is highly unusual.
Thanks again for the gift that is your Blog.
susan w says
I knew you would investigate her further and tantalize us with more. Those are voluptuous blooms! You describe those winter warm days in L.A. so well I can feel them and the peace.
I love this piece of hers so much. Beautiful!
Peace & Love,