Tenderness by Cassie Donish

Just discovered Tenderness by Cassie Donish.  Her purposeful omission of words is a beautiful illustration of the power of addition by subtraction.  It really drives the poem forward like an engine. I found it in Sixth Finch, a journal I had not heard of and plan to revisit.

Click the image to read the poem.

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The Open Mouse – A site for poems

If you’re looking for a new place to submit your work, take a look at The Open Mouse. To quote the editor, they’re looking for “imaginative use of language, freshness of approach, unusual viewpoints, emotion.” I’ve never visited the site and failed to quickly discover something of interest.

I Am Waiting by Lawrence Ferlinghetti

I’ve been reading some poems about America in anticipation of the 4th, and this is a favorite. The feeling of “perpetually awaiting a rebirth of wonder” is one I connect with strongly. Poetry, for me, is a way of engaging with wonder, or put another way, a means of reveling in the beautifully ambiguous.  Accepting the ambiguous, let alone enjoying it, is not comfortable for many people, and it could be argued that it’s a challenge for Americans in particular.


I am waiting for my case to come up
and I am waiting
for a rebirth of wonder
and I am waiting for someone
to really discover America
and wail
and I am waiting
for the discovery
of a new symbolic western frontier
and I am waiting
for the American Eagle
to really spread its wings
and straighten up and fly right
and I am waiting
for the Age of Anxiety
to drop dead
and I am waiting
for the war to be fought
which will make the world safe
for anarchy
and I am waiting
for the final withering away
of all governments
and I am perpetually awaiting

a rebirth of wonder

I am waiting for the Second Coming
and I am waiting
for a religious revival
to sweep thru the state of Arizona
and I am waiting
for the Grapes of Wrath to be stored
and I am waiting
for them to prove
that God is really American
and I am waiting
to see God on television
piped onto church altars
if only they can find
the right channel
to tune in on
and I am waiting
for the Last Supper to be served again
with a strange new appetizer
and I am perpetually awaiting

a rebirth of wonder

I am waiting for my number to be called
and I am waiting
for the Salvation Army to take over
and I am waiting
for the meek to be blessed
and inherit the earth
without taxes
and I am waiting
for forests and animals
to reclaim the earth as theirs
and I am waiting
for a way to be devised
to destroy all nationalisms
without killing anybody
and I am waiting
for linnets and planets to fall like rain
and I am waiting for lovers and weepers
to lie down together again

in a new rebirth of wonder

I am waiting for the Great Divide to be crossed
and I am anxiously waiting
for the secret of eternal life to be discovered
by an obscure general practitioner
and I am waiting
for the storms of life
to be over
and I am waiting
to set sail for happiness
and I am waiting
for a reconstructed Mayflower
to reach America
with its picture story and tv rights
sold in advance to the natives
and I am waiting
for the lost music to sound again
in the Lost Continent

in a new rebirth of wonder

I am waiting for the day
that maketh all things clear
and I am awaiting retribution
for what America did
to Tom Sawyer
and I am waiting
for Alice in Wonderland
to retransmit to me
her total dream of innocence
and I am waiting
for Childe Roland to come
to the final darkest tower
and I am waiting
for Aphrodite
to grow live arms
at a final disarmament conference

in a new rebirth of wonder

I am waiting
to get some intimations
of immortality
by recollecting my early childhood
and I am waiting
for the green mornings to come again
youth’s dumb green fields come back again
and I am waiting
for some strains of unpremeditated art
to shake my typewriter
and I am waiting to write
the great indelible poem
and I am waiting
for the last long careless rapture
and I am perpetually waiting
for the fleeing lovers on the Grecian Urn
to catch each other up at last
and embrace
and I am awaiting
perpetually and forever

a renaissance of wonder


Offshore Breeze by Andy Powell

Just discovered Offshore Breeze by Andy Powell on Queen Mob’s Tea House.
It really spoke to me — evocative imagery, strong voice, and a good sense of humor.

Click the image to link to the poem.

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  • some attention paid to sound and rhythm

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Cynicism is Easy

start small
in manageable ways
maintain eye contact
listen without interruption

sit still
look at the trees
watch the wind firework
the sun-sparked leaves

remember to breathe
remember to breathe
remember to breathe

and when someone says
all of the great books
have already been written
there are no songs left
that haven’t been sung
there is really no point
all that you’ve created is
a variation on a common theme
a pale ghost of a familiar melody

remind him that at any given moment
there is always someone in a room alone
with a head full of shadows
untouched by the light between the blinds
who could use one more good song about the sun

 

short poems of whimsy

Try this playlist of short silliness on the Giants of Diving YouTube Channel.

My music is also there.