National Poetry Month

Elaine Equi

When a poem
speaks by itself,
it has a spark
and can be considered
part of a divine
Sometimes the poem weaves
like a basket around
two loaves of yellow bread.
"Break off a piece
of this April with its
raisin nipples," it says.
"And chew them slowly
under your pillow.
You belong in bed with me."
On the other hand,
when a poem speaks
in the voice of a celebrity
it is called television
or a movie.
"There is nothing to see,"
say Robert De Niro,
though his poem bleeds
all along the edges
like a puddle
crudely outlined
with yellow tape
at the crime scene
of spring.
"It is an old poem," he adds.
"And besides,
I was very young
when I made it."
From The Cloud of Knowable Things by Elaine Equi. Copyright © 2003 by Elaine Equi. Published by Coffee House Press. Used with the permission of the publisher. All rights reserved.

Poems by This Author

Bent Orbit by Elaine Equi
I wind my way across a black donut hole
Muffin of Sunsets by Elaine Equi
The sky is melting. Me too.
The Libraries Didn't Burn by Elaine Equi
despite books kindled in electronic flames

Further Reading

Endymion, Book I, [A thing of beauty is a joy for ever]
by John Keats
The Winter's Tale Act IV, Scene II [When daffodils begin to peer]
by William Shakespeare
A Blessing
by James Wright
After dark vapors have oppress'd our plains
by John Keats
by John Ashbery
Another Attempt at Rescue
by M. L. Smoker
Birds Again
by Jim Harrison
Black Petal
by Li-Young Lee
Butterfly Catcher
by Tina Cane
Chansons Innocentes: I
by E. E. Cummings
City That Does Not Sleep
by Federico García Lorca
Diary [Surface]
by Rachel Zucker
Each year
by Dora Malech
From you have I been absent in the spring... (Sonnet 98)
by William Shakespeare
Hustlers with Bad Timing
by D. A. Powell
If a Wilderness
by Carl Phillips
In cold spring air
by Reginald Gibbons
In the Memphis Airport
by Timothy Steele
Lines Written in Early Spring
by William Wordsworth
Magdalen Walks
by Oscar Wilde
Morning News
by Marilyn Hacker
by Ezra Pound
Prologue of the Earthly Paradise
by William Morris
Song On May Morning
by John Milton
by Edna St. Vincent Millay
by Gerard Manley Hopkins
Spring and All [By the road to the contagious hospital]
by William Carlos Williams
Spring Day [Bath]
by Amy Lowell
Spring in New Hampshire
by Claude McKay
Spring is like a perhaps hand
by E. E. Cummings
spring love noise and all [excerpt]
by David Antin
Spring Snow
by Arthur Sze
Spring Song
by Sherwood Anderson
Spring Storm
by William Carlos Williams
by Marie Ponsot
The Enkindled Spring
by D. H. Lawrence
The Magpie's Shadow
by Yvor Winters
Thinking of Madame Bovary
by Jane Kenyon
Two Sewing
by Hazel Hall
Under the Willows [May is a pious fraud of the almanac]
by James Russell Lowell
Vernal Equinox
by Amy Lowell
[O were my love yon Lilac fair]
by Robert Burns