Age of Jahiliyah

A blog of wide and varied interest, including Islam, Muslims, Poetry, Art and much more.

Archive for the day “May 18, 2007”

November by Linda Pastan

It is an old drama

this disappearance of the leaves,

this seeming death

of the landscape.

In a later scene,

or earlier,

the trees like gnarled magicians

produce handkerchiefs

of leaves

out of empty branches.

And we watch.

We are like children

at this spectacle

of leaves,

as if one day we too

will open the wooden doors

of our coffins

and come out smiling

and bowing

all over again.

Empties Coming Back by Angelo de Ponciano

have you ever sat by the railroad track
and watched the emptys cuming back?
lumbering along with a groan and a whine,-
smoke strung out in a long gray line
belched from teh panting injun’s stack
– just emptys cuming back.

i have – and to me the emptys seem
like dreams i sometimes dream –
of a girl – or munney – or maybe fame –
my dreams have all returned the same,
swinging along the homebound track
– just emptys cuming back.

It’s All I Have to Bring Today by Emily Dickinson

It’s all I have to bring to-day,
This, and my heart beside,
This, and my heart, and all the fields,
And all the meadows wide.
Be sure you count, should I forget,–
Some one the sum could tell,–
This, and my heart, and all the bees
Which in the clover dwell.

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