A Daffodil Under Close Inspection

A Daffodil Under Close Inspection

Today, under a sudden blue sky, I knelt down
In the grass, dipped my head and saw:
 
six slender men wrapped around
a single pistel,
gold dust on the anthers,
a black sailor drinking new wine,
a fragrance, a hint of green
inside the yellow cup,
a small, light-eating engine
trembling in the wind.

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June 19, 2014

4 Comments

  1. I always loved this one. This is in your book. I never forget it. I have wanted to teach it in class. In fact, I wanted to teach the poem about the black jacket this summer to my amazing students. But I wait because we want to save it all so your poems will be published and the whole world will read them. Love the website. It is beautifully done. Thank you for sharing the results of your gift with us.

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    • Aloka — You are the best reader a poet could hope for! – because you open your heart & mind to the poem, so the poem can find a place to live there . . . Your words give me courage and strengthen my belief that all our voices matter. And yes, feel free to teach this poem to your students. I can provide a little commentary on the lines for them, if you like. They might like it, especially in the spring. Ruelaine

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  2. Ahhh, to see the world as a child, or a poet, with fresh eyes and openness! A much-needed perspective, to find things beyond labels, and just embrace them in their fullness, just as they are, in all their beauty and uniqueness.

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    • Thanks for the beautiful comments. They sound quite poetic, you know. . . And yes, poetry gently nudges us toward that fresh vision of the world as it truly is, in all its complexity.

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