Poetry Meme

[beggar_always]

Stolen from mel_b_angel

When you see this post, post your favorite poem.

This is hard. So pretty much if any of you snag it and I see it I'm gonna be like "oh no, I guess I'll have to find another poem..." but not really be upset because I have a GILLION!

Anyway...this is my favorite poem of the season. But to ask me if I have a favorite poem of all time is kind of like asking which eye I'd rather have poked out. Or something.

Lines for Winter

Tell yourself
as it gets cold and gray falls from the air
that you will go on
walking, hearing
the same tune no matter where
you find yourself-
inside the dome of dark
or under the cracking white
of the moon's gaze in a valley of snow.
Tonight as it gets cold
tell yourself
what you know which is nothing
but the tune your bones play
as you keep going. And you will be able
for once to lie down under the small fire
of winter stars.
And if it happens that you cannot
go on or turn back
and you find yourself
where you will be at the end,
tell yourself
in that final flowing of cold through your limbs
that you love what you are.

Mark Strand