Posts Tagged ‘ Lorine Niedecker ’
Adoration of the Ear
– ekphrasis on an African linguist’s staff
crooked staff
like a great tree
ground-sprung
swept air clear for
feeling’s drum
burnished gold leaf,
with thumb roll of
an elephant’s dung
into ear shape
with a trunk trumpets
vowels of savannah
Donna Fleischer
Solitary Plover Summer 2020
issue #32
down
pour
my furious heart
*
the crow
first to rise, its
silent aubade
o dark,
dark nature
of light
Donna Fleischer
Poem
when the last motor
stops
imagine such quiet
one can hear snow
fall
butterfly wings
a rose
open
clouds move
an ant
cry
sunrise
and
the sound
of the shape of
the water
Donna Fleischer
Solitary Plover issue #25
Winter 2017
“Looking Out to the River,” Lorine Niedecker, Blackhawk Island, WI, March 1966 (image courtesy of the Fort Atkinson Historical Society).
” . . . poetry is especially important as a mode of inquiry; it accepts the necessity of mood to make sense of experience. Mood establishes a particular kind of bond between author and reader.” – Martha Nussbaum
A Longhouse Birdhouse: NEW! LORINE NIEDECKER ~.
Get out your reading skillet. I have the 1992 edition from Cid Corman, Bob Arnold is Cid Corman’s literary executor, and Lorine Niedecker, could cook and write. Gastronomically, literarily, and gleefully recommended. – Donna Fleischer
Poison Ivy-O
O poison ivy I cut a wide berth
walking by, Ah, what chemical powers
instantaneously amass
from the nearest box store, and like you
there is always one of those close by
Except, who am I to decide? a nobody too.
And like you, even hated enough by some
who would wish me dead for being, merely
another old woman
We have learned, you and me,
how to hide in the lush overgrowth of easements,
in these overlooked places we creep
– Donna Fleischer
Solitary Plover issue 321 Winter 2015
the black dragonfly
gleams with late day sun
a samurai’s dream
– Donna Fleischer
word pond 