by McKenzie | Nov 12, 2015 | Poem of the Day Series
HOTEL BERLIN In the rooms of a rundown palace You said, Ruined. You said, Princess. You said nothing to me For three long weeks. The color of that room Is eel-black. When I was a girl and still German, I stood alone At the end of the sea. You may have...
by McKenzie | Nov 11, 2015 | Poem of the Day Series
AFTERNOON 3 After the storm, my daughter runs...
by McKenzie | Nov 9, 2015 | Poem of the Day Series
THE LITTLE GIRL BY THE FENCE AT SCHOOL Grass that was moving found all shades of brown, moved them along, flowed autumn away galloping southward where summer had gone. And that was the morning someone’s heart stopped and all became still. A girl...
by McKenzie | Nov 8, 2015 | Poem of the Day Series
CROCUS I wanted to stay in the earth: There, I needed no skin—the dark body was all around me. I had no tongue. Above me, sleep, a heaven of snow. Years, years. Then the split, the blue heart lifted almost out—who was coming to save me? How...
by McKenzie | Nov 7, 2015 | Reading
THE SNOW MAN One must have a mind of winter To regard the frost and the boughs Of the pine-trees crusted with snow; And have been cold a long time To behold the junipers shagged with ice, The spruces rough in the distant glitter Of the January sun; and...
