?

Log in

No account? Create an account

Previous Entry | Next Entry

It's Poem In Your Pocket Day, the point being to carry a poem around with you so that you can read it when you encounter someone who asks (or perhaps simply needs a poem, maybe?). There are events in various cities for this; check them out if your weather allows. (The weather in the north-central US is very unsettled today.)

I was reminded by one of our company executives who sent out a friendly email to her staff about it. Relatively underprepared, I pulled the one poem I have on my pin board, which is pocket-sized. It's one I posted on LJ years ago, This Heavy Craft, by the Canadian poet P.K. Page — try this page at Canadian Poetry Online if you'd like more information about the poet.


This Heavy Craft

The wax has melted
but the dream of flight
persists.
I, Icarus, though grounded
in my flesh
have one bright section in me
where a bird
night after starry night
while I'm asleep
unfolds its phantom wings
and practices.

—P.K. Page, The Hidden Room: Collected Poems, Vol. 2 (Erin, Ontario: The Porcupine's Quill, 1997)

Tags:

Comments

Latest Month

December 2017
S M T W T F S
     12
3456789
10111213141516
17181920212223
24252627282930
31      

Tags

Powered by LiveJournal.com
Designed by Lilia Ahner