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Emily Dickinson, "There is no Frigate like a Book"

...how to respond to someone determined to tell you everything you're reading is worthless?

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Jane Hirshfield, "A Chair in Snow"

I thought I should share Jane Hirshfield's "A Chair in Snow" because it so beautifully illustrates the weight of the season.

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Emily Dickinson, "The power to be true to You" (464)

Dickinson does not inch toward the cosmic.

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Five Short Meditations on Rae Armantrout's "Djinn"

Armantrout's first stanza, about the terrain ghosts create, brings into relief the strange world-building of lying.

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Jane Hirshfield, "I sat in the sun"

Jane Hirshfield opens the sacredness of the everyday in "I sat in the sun."

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Elisa Gabbert, "In Nature"

Elisa Gabbert's "In Nature," for me, remarks upon a scholarly problem, if not a philosophical one.

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Kay Ryan, "Shoot the Moon"

Kay Ryan's "Shoot the Moon" is a tough poem.

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A. R. Ammons, "Uppermost"

The sacred is earthly, and the earth itself the mystery.

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Osip Mandelstam, "The Poem"

Knowing the most essential part of your experience can find words is freedom.

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Kay Ryan, "Poetry is a Kind of Money"

"Poetry is a kind of money." I can't imagine writing that and not saying to yourself man I wish.

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Mara Pastor, "Left"

I would advise you to read this poem by the prominent Puerto Rican poet Mara Pastor a few times, inhaling its ferocity.

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Rae Armantrout, "Decor"

This text serves as the intersection of a few complicated themes: the cheapness of capitalism, relationships, and identity.

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Emily Dickinson, "I had no time to Hate"

...this little poem starts with trying to look into a quiet, lush landscape painting and wish yourself there.

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Kay Ryan, "The Elephant in the Room"

I don't want to admit I'm being squeezed. I don't want to admit I lack room. I want to pretend like everything's normal.

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Robert Frost, "The Gift Outright"

"The Gift Outright" could seduce through its music alone.

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Jane Kenyon, "Evening Sun"

Jane Kenyon's startling starting question, immediate and personal for us all: "Why does this light force me back / to my childhood?"

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Emily Dickinson, "Experience is the Angled Road" (910)

Many have used poetry to generate lingering, meditative essays, but Dickinson is in rare form with "Experience is the Angled Road."

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Jane Kenyon, "Not Writing"

Kyla Houbolt's "On Not Writing" brought back memories of this poem, "Not Writing," by the inimitable Jane Kenyon.

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Kyla Houbolt, "On Not Writing"

Kyla Houbolt calls forth moments when words overwhelm.

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Rita Dove, "Little Town"

This little, haiku-like poem by Rita Dove got me thinking about a lot of places I've been.

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Suzanne Buffam, "On Antigone"

Suzanne Buffam's little lyric "On Antigone" strikes me as if the perfect words have been spoken.

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Yosa Buson, "Early summer rain"

Lots of light rain in South Jersey makes everything a bit too overgrown.

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Emily Dickinson, "I can wade Grief" (252)

Dickinson's darkly comic opening should rankle us. Really? You can wade grief?

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Kobayashi Issa, "Napped half the day"

It's been a month.

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Denise Levertov, "Witness"

What an amazing presence, a mountain.