On Emily Dickinson’s Birthday

In Memorial – Barb Cranford, Poet Snowstorm, December 10 on the highway sirens groan deep in the woods the house is still sirens moans woodstove hums my house is still on Emily’s birthday woodstove purrs and snowplow drones on Dickinson’s birthday while I share this poem snowplows fade on the highway as I write myContinue reading “On Emily Dickinson’s Birthday”

When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom’d

Covering the earth and filling the spread of the heaven,  As that powerful psalm in the night I heard from recesses,  Passing, I leave thee lilac with heart-shaped leaves,  I leave thee there in the door-yard, blooming, returning with spring.    —Walt Whitman An excerpt from Walt Whitman’s elegy to President Abraham Lincoln. It was Continue reading “When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom’d”