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Poems for November 2012

Posted by mcdoc on November 3, 2012

Bruce Weigl
(1949 – )


I didn’t know I was grateful
for such late-autumn
bent-up cornfields

yellow in the after-harvest
sun before the
cold plow turns it all over

into never.
I didn’t know
I would enter this music

that translates the world
back into dirt fields
that have always called to me

as if I were a thing
come from the dirt,
like a tuber,

or like a needful boy. End
Lonely days, I believe. End the exiled
and unraveling strangeness.

“Home”by Bruce Weigl, from The Unraveling Strangeness published by Grove Atlantic, Inc. Reprinted with permission. All rights reserved.

Steve Kowit
(1938 – )


This evening, the sturdy Levi’s
I wore every day for over a year
& which seemed to the end
in perfect condition,
suddenly tore.
How or why I don’t know,
but there it was: a big rip at the crotch.
A month ago my friend Nick
walked off a racquetball court,
got into his street clothes,
& halfway home collapsed & died.
Take heed, you who read this,
& drop to your knees now & again
like the poet Christopher Smart,
& kiss the earth & be joyful,
& make much of your time,
& be kindly to everyone,
even to those who do not deserve it.
For although you may not believe
it will happen,
you too will one day be gone,
I, whose Levi’s ripped at the crotch
for no reason,
assure you that such is the case.
Pass it on.

“Notice” by Steve Kowit, from The Dumbbell Nebula, Heyday Books. ©2000 by Steve Kowit. Reproduced with permission. All rights reserved.


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