"Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all." Emily Dickinson
Book News!
My new full length book of poems, Everybody Wants to Keep the Moon Inside Them will be out in April!
Pre-order from the press directly now for a discounted price. It helps Mayapple and me if you order early!
My book launch will be on Wed. April 9
at the downtown Ann Arbor District Library at 6:30 PM
Please come and bring a friend. There will be refreshments! My friends, poets Monica Rico and Ashwini Bhasi will read with me. There will be a Q&A after. It will be a wonderful night!
Photo by Jeff Spaulding
Poem to share
Rain Light
By W. S. Merwin
February 24, 2008
All day the stars watch from long ago
my mother said I am going now
when you are alone you will be all right
whether or not you know you will know
look at the old house in the dawn rain
all the flowers are forms of water
the sun reminds them through a white cloud
touches the patchwork spread on the hill
the washed colors of the afterlife
that lived there long before you were born
see how they wake without a question
even though the whole world is burning
Published in the print edition of the New Yorker
March 3, 2008, issue.
