WHY ARE YOUR POEMS SO DARK?
by Linda Pastan
Isn't the moon dark too,
most of the time?
And doesn't the white page
seem unfinished
without the dark stain
of alphabets?
The rest of the poem is here.
The round up this week is at Big A little a.
The moon was nearly full on Sunday night as we drove back from Tennessee.
It was not dark at all as it rose up through the winter trees.
But as is the way of the world, the moon's fullness and light lasted for only the briefest moment, and now it is moving back towards darkness again. Nothing full can stay.
Oh, that's a great poem! I'm amazed how many things are in their archives that I've never seen or heard of. So many treasures in the darkness...
ReplyDeleteLove how you described the journey back home, too.
I've been watching the moon this week too. Feeling thankful also for the balance of light and dark. Thanks for this poem today.
ReplyDelete"Nothing full can stay"
ReplyDeleteSigh
Oh, I really like this one. One can get tired of hearing the old saw about "why are you so depressive?"
ReplyDeleteOh my "without the dark stain
ReplyDeleteof alphabets?" Wow! the photo is gorgeous
What a great poem. Love the dark stain of alphabets. The moon's been asking for my attention all week,too.
ReplyDeleteMary Lee,
ReplyDeleteGreat poetry selection! I love this poem from beginning to end.