March 2012
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My April Poem
The poem I’ll be reading every day in April is “Diving into the Wreck” by Adrienne Rich, who died last week at the age of 82.
First having read the book of myths,
and loaded the camera,
and checked the edge of the knife-blade,
I put on
the body-armor of black rubber
the absurd flippers
the grave and awkward mask.
I am having to do this
not like Cousteau with his
assiduous...
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My March Poem
The poem I’m reading every day this month: “The Imaginary Iceberg” by Elizabeth Bishop:
We’d rather have the iceberg than the ship, although it meant the end of travel. Although it stood stock-still like cloudy rock and all the sea were moving marble. We’d rather have the iceberg than the ship; we’d rather own this breathing plain of snow though the...
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