جزئیات کتاب
فرمت
کیندل
صفحات
247
زبان
انگلیسی
منتشر شده
May 8, 2012
توضیحات
If you like empowering, mystical poems about gardening, nature, cats, and critters, you’ll love this book. It contains all the literary poetry books by Laura Stamps that have gone out of print in the last 18 years.
ABOUT THE Laura Stamps is the author of 60 books (marketing books, novels, novellas, poetry). Her work has appeared in over 1000 literary journals worldwide. She of the recipient of numerous literary awards, including a “Pulitzer Prize” nomination and seven “Pushcart Prize” nominations.
"WILD CHILD"
She runs. When the moon
summons its white coin for
the night sky, when trees flame
like raisin candles trimmed with
dark birds and leaves, she runs.
Past elm and linden, her arms
wreathed with butterfly wings,
dancing like a curl of smoke
treading the surf of wood
sorrel, honeysuckle, and mullein.
Mountain-bound, she calls to me,
her energy exhilarating, no risk
too great. I need her, but dare
not too much, least I sink for a
time in the scarlet lake of her
restlessness. And at daybreak
this part of me, furry and wild,
dashes through the door to lean
her fevered cheek against my
skirt, as I comb bits of twig and
fern from the tangled beach of
her hair, and she presses her
dearest treasure deep in my
fertile seeds of courage.
"LISTEN"
The pinewoods whistles as if
it were a steaming coffee kettle,
leaves crackling like cotton
sheets on a clothesline, an
emerald tide rippling without end.
Listen, the moon is afire, her
pale cup a cameo pinned to the
suede collar of the morning sky.
Red geraniums laugh a riot of
blossoms. Clouds rub against
one another, preening, twittering,
perched in the warm, hazy cage
of a blue canary day. Listen
how the wind licks the city,
crunching stacks of pampas grass
like saltine crackers. Spangled
lilies smack their gums, devouring
pennies from the sun, while tree
frogs rehearse graveled songs,
chanting to the lemon meringue
of the moon. Listen, it's June.
ABOUT THE Laura Stamps is the author of 60 books (marketing books, novels, novellas, poetry). Her work has appeared in over 1000 literary journals worldwide. She of the recipient of numerous literary awards, including a “Pulitzer Prize” nomination and seven “Pushcart Prize” nominations.
"WILD CHILD"
She runs. When the moon
summons its white coin for
the night sky, when trees flame
like raisin candles trimmed with
dark birds and leaves, she runs.
Past elm and linden, her arms
wreathed with butterfly wings,
dancing like a curl of smoke
treading the surf of wood
sorrel, honeysuckle, and mullein.
Mountain-bound, she calls to me,
her energy exhilarating, no risk
too great. I need her, but dare
not too much, least I sink for a
time in the scarlet lake of her
restlessness. And at daybreak
this part of me, furry and wild,
dashes through the door to lean
her fevered cheek against my
skirt, as I comb bits of twig and
fern from the tangled beach of
her hair, and she presses her
dearest treasure deep in my
fertile seeds of courage.
"LISTEN"
The pinewoods whistles as if
it were a steaming coffee kettle,
leaves crackling like cotton
sheets on a clothesline, an
emerald tide rippling without end.
Listen, the moon is afire, her
pale cup a cameo pinned to the
suede collar of the morning sky.
Red geraniums laugh a riot of
blossoms. Clouds rub against
one another, preening, twittering,
perched in the warm, hazy cage
of a blue canary day. Listen
how the wind licks the city,
crunching stacks of pampas grass
like saltine crackers. Spangled
lilies smack their gums, devouring
pennies from the sun, while tree
frogs rehearse graveled songs,
chanting to the lemon meringue
of the moon. Listen, it's June.
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