"This Morning"
David Budbill
Oh, this life,
the now,
this morning,
which I
can turn
into forever
by simply
loving
what is here,
is gone
by noon.
On this day in...
2011: Weekend, no poem
2010:
"Roominghouse, Winter" by Margaret Atwood2009:
"Ten Years After Your Deliberate Drowning" by Robin Behn2008:
"Snow Geese” by Mary Oliver Why do I go outside at one a.m./and search the stars as though I'd numbered them?