National Poetry Month 18
Published on: Mar 3, 2016
Transcripts - National Poetry Month 18
I had a canoe that took me into the forest I read about. It was fleet
and I asked no questions. I saw the careless embroidery of the sky
above me. I was small. I was embracing. And I was dear all my life. My
instrument is silent. I never learned to play. But it sits poised in my arms
like an amber deer that I'll give my life for. What does it sound like?
Why haven't I tried?
She crept into my arms like a red flower a stranger gives me. She is
tame and soft. In a low voice, I tell her stories of when I was a girl. I
bring her fruit from the brook of my own glad tidings. I overflow and I
almost forget her. My hair is wet and I feel I can be alone. I know
other songs. But what about my deer? She's sleeping. I fit an arrow
through my bow. I kill so she eats. She says if only I'd been a better
National Poetry Month
National Poetry Month is a month-long, national celebration of
poetry established by the Academy of American Poets. The
concept is to widen the attention of individuals and the media
to the art of poetry, to living poets, to our complex poetic
heritage, and to poetry books and journals of wide aesthetic
range and concern.
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