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Just For a Moment

Elda Maria Smiling by Millen Brand Excerpted from Local Lives: Poems About the Pennsylvania Dutch, ©1975 Elda Maria visits her grandmother in the evening, and there is evening over the aging eyes. Her grandmother thinks, How I loved her father when he was small! And everything about this child is my son again– see him …

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Such and such a cabin

I bought this book of poetry on a whim, and have been enchanted from the first page.  Millen Brand reminds me of Carl Sandburg, only friendlier: The Last Families in the Cabins by Millen Brand Excerpted from Local Lives: Poems About the Pennsylvania Dutch, ©1975 At a bend in the Bally-Dale road, in a low …

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The Life of Mama Fruh

The Life of Mama Fruh by Millen Brand Excerpted from Local Lives: Poems About the Pennsylvania Dutch, ©1975 A day of fall, a windless day when from a summer cornice dogwood hangs its fire of dying leaves over signaling buds. It is Mama Fruh’s birthday. In the kitchen of the large farmhouse she sits with …

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Local Lives

I found an amazing book at the used book store:  Local Lives: Poems About the Pennsylvania Dutch by Millen Brand, ©1975. He had kept a poetic diary for thirty-four years documenting the real people and real events of the community he lived in, publishing it almost as an afterthought. His character sketches are simply amazing.  …

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Statues

We don’t have any statues of Confederate generals where I live, although a lot of roads and schools are named for them.  Our only statue is in the park downtown, and it’s of a dolphin.  That’s a bit odd for a city roughly 250 miles from the ocean, but, there you go. Some people are …

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Fleeting Temples

Small Kindnesses by Danusha Laméris The New York Times (9/19/2019), Bonfire Opera I’ve been thinking about the way, when you walk down a crowded aisle, people pull in their legs to let you by. Or how strangers still say “bless you” when someone sneezes, a leftover from the Bubonic plague. “Don’t die,” we are saying. …

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I have traveled a long way since then…

The Saddest Poem I Have Ever Written by Debbie Millman You didn’t realize I had died until you walked in and found me freezing under the beige blanket we both hate. While relaying the news to my friends you decided it was good that I went so quickly. In mulling this over since, I am …

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Zombie Fan Fiction

From the blog Reyna Writes Things: The poor cried, “We are starving. There is no more bread, and we have nothing to eat.” The rich man said, “Not my problem you don’t work for your bread,” as if he did not snatch away the grain by his own greedy hands and create filling bread for …

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Laugh, And / Weep, And

I was familiar with the first two lines, but didn’t know that it came from a longer poem: Solitude By Ella Wheeler Wilcox Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone; For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth, But has trouble enough of its own. Sing, and the hills …

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Nothing Else in the Universe

Your Heart So Full Of Light It’ll Feel Like Paradise by Brennan Sprague Tonight I killed a moth with my hardcover copy of the Bhagavad Gita Wracked with guilt then you must move on / You fluttered panicked against the curtains / I was panicked too You rushed towards me so quick I feel awful …

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Not Feeding It

Chicago Poem By Lew Welch I lived here nearly 5 years before I could meet the middle western day with anything approaching Dignity. It’s a place that lets you understand why the Bible is the way it is: Proud people cannot live here. The land’s too flat. Ugly sullen and big it pounds men down …

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Say “Bless You”

Yoko Ono’s Cleaning Pieces CLEANING PIECE I Write down a sad memory. Put it in a box. Burn the box and sprinkle the ashes in the field. You may give some ashes to a friend who shared the sadness. CLEANING PIECE II Make a numbered list of sadness in your life. Pile up stones corresponding …

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