Friday, May 16, 2014

New Park in Dunwoody


Daughter of the Poet said...


Your absence has gone through me
Like thread through a needle.
Everything I do is stitched with its color.

- W. S. Merwin

Anonymous said...

Dear DOTP,

Seek help for yourself ASAP,

-Dunwoody Citizens

Daughter of the Poet said...

"A century after Shakespeare's death it was fashionable for men, otherwise sane, to ridicule the pretensions of the author of Hamlet to intellectual seriousness, and to apologies for his childishness. . .At present, a century after Mozart's death, we have among us men, only partially idiotic, who hold similar language of the composer of Don Giovanni. Now the truth about Shakespeare was never forgotten - never even questioned by the silent masses who read poetry, but skip notes, comments, and criticism. . .And the masses are similarly sound on the subject of Mozart, which is shown by the fact that Mozart will still draw a house when nothing else will. . .I anticipate the years will unfortunately always witness dunces ridiculing the authors of exceptional and perceptive villanelle to be no more than 'ink slingers', with only the daughters of the poets to defend them."

- George Bernard Shaw

Field Guide

No one I ask knows the name of the flower
we pulled the car to the side of the road to pick
and that I point to dangling purple from my lapel.

I am passing through the needle of spring
in North Carolina, as ignorant of the flowers of the south
as the woman at the barbecue stand who laughs
and the man who gives me a look as he pumps the gas

and everyone else I ask on the way to the airport
to return to where this purple madness is not seen
blazing against the sober pines and rioting along the

On the plane, the stewardess is afraid she cannot answer
my question, now insistent with the fear that I will leave
the province of this flower without its sound in my ear.

Then, as if he were giving me the time of day, a passenger
looks up from his magazine and says wisteria.

- Billy Collins