So, in honor of National Poetry Month we have decided to post a poem every day this April!
Today we give you this poem by our poet Peter Sirr:
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Desire
Reconstruct me from a closing bookshop,
from the panic of shelves
where old cars trick the spirit, manuals
of self-repair; gods, geography, money
and a little time. Sniff the air in poetry,
lay a blanket down and wait
where a furious concentration hunches over
Teach Yourself Amharic, Aramaic:
there’s hardly time to say hello, hardly
a hair’s breadth of the language to take away;
enough to be silent in, enough to watch
the insistent dust-mote
grow its mountain, the dromedaries
appear. Someone is arguing
in Old Norse, the sun wakes up in Persian
and I am walking out
with grains of light, pyramid crumbs.
Elsewhere, in the desert, in the hilltop village,
On an endless, meandering train
The soul puts down its books, fluent again.
From Selected Poems
And for some more unique ways to celebrate visit: http://www.poets.org/page.php/prmID/94
where old cars trick the spirit, manuals
of self-repair; gods, geography, money
and a little time. Sniff the air in poetry,
lay a blanket down and wait
where a furious concentration hunches over
Teach Yourself Amharic, Aramaic:
there’s hardly time to say hello, hardly
a hair’s breadth of the language to take away;
enough to be silent in, enough to watch
the insistent dust-mote
grow its mountain, the dromedaries
appear. Someone is arguing
in Old Norse, the sun wakes up in Persian
and I am walking out
with grains of light, pyramid crumbs.
Elsewhere, in the desert, in the hilltop village,
On an endless, meandering train
The soul puts down its books, fluent again.
From Selected Poems
And for some more unique ways to celebrate visit: http://www.poets.org/page.php/prmID/94
this is an awesome poem by peter sirr. "two thumbs up" ~ Dealing with stress and anxiety
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