“An Irish Airman Foresees His Death,” William Butler Yeats

"An Irish Airman Foresees His Death"
William Butler Yeats

I know that I shall meet my fate   
Somewhere among the clouds above;   
Those that I fight I do not hate   
Those that I guard I do not love;   
My country is Kiltartan Cross,
My countrymen Kiltartan’s poor,   
No likely end could bring them loss   
Or leave them happier than before.   
Nor law, nor duty bade me fight,   
Nor public man, nor cheering crowds,
A lonely impulse of delight   
Drove to this tumult in the clouds;   
I balanced all, brought all to mind,   
The years to come seemed waste of breath,   
A waste of breath the years behind
In balance with this life, this death.

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“First Reader,” Judy Katz

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“Sea Fever,” John Masefield

Singer-songwriter’s Kris Delmhorst’s adaptation of John Masefield‘s “Sea Fever” from her 2006 album Strange Conversation. Each track on Strange Conversation was inspired by a poem or poet.

“Sea Fever”
John Masefield
I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by;
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking,
I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.

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“Scaffolding,” Seamus Heaney

Seamus Heaney reads one of his early poems, “Scaffolding.”

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‘dog ear’ poetry

'dog ear' poetry

Something else to try — “The above ‘dog ear’ poem was found by folding over the corner of page 110 in Willa Cathers’ Pulitzer winning novel One of Ours.” via Winston Plowes’ April 18th entry on Pulitzer Remix

At the beginning
mothers died
and spurred
another
orphan

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April 18, 2013 · 2:30 PM

“if everything happens that can’t be done,” e. e. cummings

Read by Eileen Atkins

if everything happens that can’t be done
e.e. cummings

if everything happens that can’t be done
(and anything’s righter
than books
could plan)
the stupidest teacher will almost guess
(with a run
skip
around we go yes)
there’s nothing as something as one

one hasn’t a why or because or although
(and buds know better
than books
don’t grow)
one’s anything old being everything new
(with a what
which
around we come who)
one’s everyanything so

so world is a leaf so a tree is a bough
(and birds sing sweeter
than books
tell how)
so here is away and so your is a my
(with a down
up
around again fly)
forever was never till now

now i love you and you love me
(and books are shuter
than books
can be)
and deep in the high that does nothing but fall
(with a shout
each
around we go all)
there’s somebody calling who’s we

we’re anything brighter than even the sun
(we’re everything greater
than books
might mean)
we’re everyanything more than believe
(with a spin
leap
alive we’re alive)
we’re wonderful one times one

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“On Wanting to Tell [ ] about a Girl Eating Fish Eyes,” Mary Szybist

Poem text.

Szybist’s latest collection is Incarnadine. It’s very good.

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