indexFound this 2014, “A Selection of the Shortlist” recently … what luck!  Published annually, the Griffin Poetry Prize anthology features the work of the extraordinary poets shortlisted for the Award.

PUBLISHER:  House of Anansi
ISBN: 978-1-77089-449-5

Royalties from The Griffin Poetry Prize Anthology will be donated to UNESCO’s World Poetry Day, created to support linguistic diversity through poetic expression, and to offer endangered languages the opportunities to be heard in their communities. – See more at: http://www.griffinpoetryprize.com/awards-and-poets/shortlists/2014-shortlist/#anthology
Royalties from The Griffin Poetry Prize Anthology will be donated to UNESCO’s World Poetry Day, created to support linguistic diversity through poetic expression, and to offer endangered languages the opportunities to be heard in their communities. – See more at: http://www.griffinpoetryprize.com/awards-and-poets/shortlists/2014-shortlist/#anthology

Today’s random pick took me to Page 33, a poem by Carl Phillips from his book, Silverchest

JUST THE WIND FOR A SOUND, SOFTLY

There’s a weed whose name I’ve meant all summer
to find out: in the heat of the day, dangling pods hardly
worth the noticing; in the night, blue flowers … It’s as if
a side of me that he’d forgotten had forced into the light,
briefly, a side of him that I’d never seen before, and now
I’ve seen it.  It is hard to see anyone who has become
like your own body to you. And now I can’t forget.

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Sometimes this random poem selection thing I like to do in the early morning over coffee can bring tears, like this one from Mary Oliver‘s collection, “A Thousand Mornings“:

THE FIRST TIME PERCY CAME BACK

The first time Percy came backindex
he was not sailing on a cloud.
He was loping along the sand as though
he had come a great way.
“Percy,” I cried out, and reached to him -
those white curls -
but he was unreachable. As music
is present yet you can’t touch it.
“Yes, it’s all different,” he said.
But I wasn’t thinking of that.  I only
wanted to hold him. “Listen,” he said,
“I miss that too.
And now you’ll be telling stories
of my coming back
and they won’t be false, and they won’t be true,
but they’ll be real.”
And then, as he used to, he said, “Let’s go!”
And we walked down the beach together.

PUBLISHER: The Penguin Press
ISBN: 978-1-59420-477-7

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Remembering The Trickster, my sweet and shaggy little singer.

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