like Steve, who writes Riley Dog, probably the best blog ever because it really isn’t a blog. Or David Wojahn, who has written a smart essay on Bob Dylan & the prospects for American political Poetry in The Writer’s Chronicle. (Not available online, but worth the price of a subscription.) I wouldn’t have minded being that American Redstart I saw in the pine tree this morning, either, but that’s another kind of wishing.
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REDSTART
I wish I could drive to Wisconsin
all the way from the desert
trillium in the woods and there’s
a separate gray for each place
the light of the woods is not
I know you know the sea light
the middle of the first week without
frost the survivors are not the same
the hepatica staggers the trees I
planted as promised don’t have
blossoms yet the first leaves lisp
poetically that knife in the back
of the forgotten comes back up
from the ground in a green rush.