someone just posted a similar request at greatpoets, and i posted a looooot of happy poetry in response. well, they're poems that make me happy, anyway.
So you did. They are fantastic. Thank you. (Also, I hadn't seen that thread, so thanks for pointing it out. I've been quite negligent of Livejournal the past couple of months and hadn't checked greatpoets very often.)
the last six lines of stephen dunn's and so... I can't find it online, but also the ending of here (from the collection local visitations): and there, though mostly here, even fate is reversible with struggle or luck. More than once I've walked under the sun and beneath the luminous moon not knowing what or whom to thank.
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On a Train, also.
The book I’ve been reading
rests on my knee. You sleep.
It’s beautiful out there -
fields, little lakes and winter trees
in February sunlight,
every car park a shining mosaic.
Long, radiant minutes,
your hand in my hand,
still warm, still warm.
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and there, though mostly here, even fate is reversible
with struggle or luck. More than once I've walked
under the sun and beneath the luminous moon
not knowing what or whom to thank.
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