Come with me across this field
Wherever you are
is called here.
So now the ears of my ears
awake.
My feet encounter
the soft forest floor.
Poems by E. E. Cummings, David Wagoner and Greg Keelor read by Kari King
Lost
by
David Wagoner
Stand still.
The trees ahead
and the bushes beside you
are not lost.
Wherever you are is
called Here.
Listen to the full poem…
audio below.
Lost
I thank you god for most this amazing
by E. E. Cummings
I thank you god for most this amazing day:
for the leaping greenly spirits of trees. and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything. which is natural which is infinite which is yes.
Listen to the full poem below.
I thank you god for most this amazing day
No small miracle
by Greg Keeler
If you come with me
across this field.
Words the only birds
in a land of blowing
…. listen to the full poem
No small miracle
Resources
Links, posts, credits
For more poetry 🙂 see:
- Behold: The sky is on fire here>
- A Deep but Dazzling Darkness here>
- Inversnaid here>
- The Summer Day. Audio here>
- sp/ns: simple please, not simplistic here>
- Think, are you thinking? here>
- Plan B: when I die here>
- Stuff me in a backpack: hike as far as you can here>
- Why I eat late here>
Photos by Festina Lentívaldi, (be) Benevolution. Reuse: Creative Commons BY-NC 3.0 US.
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