little moth I do not think you'll escape this night I do not think you'll escape this night little moth * bees in clover summer half over friends without lovers * I bite a carrot horsefly bites me * I thought it was you moving through the trees but it was the
In November 2015, Governor Peter Shumlin appointed Chard deNiord as Vermont poet laureate. DeNiord is the author of six poetry collections, most recently Interstate (University of Pittsburgh Press, 2015), and teaches at Providence College. He will serve a four-year term.
May 03 2016
David Budbill has written poems "after" someone else's poems for decades. This is the first time, however, he's written an entire book of poems "after" another poet, another book.
He began writing these poems after a friend gave him his extra copy of Collected Haiku of Yosa Buson, translated by W. S. Merwin & Takako Lento (Copper Canyon Press, 2013). In fact his friend gave him this book on his birthday weekend (his 74th) and he's been obsessed with making his own poems from these translations ever since. (He don't read a word of Japanese.) He hasn't been this obsessed by a book, and by making his own poems from that book, since he read Red Pine's new translation of The Collected Songs of Cold Mountain (Copper Canyon Press, 2000).
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Not for all the whiskey in heaven Not for all the flies in Vermont Not for all the tears in the basement Not for a million trips to Mars Not if you paid me in diamonds Not if you paid me in pearls Not if you gave me your pinky ring Not if you gave me your curls Not for all the fire in hell Not for all the blue
The moon was like a full cup tonight, too heavy, and sank in the mist soon after dark, leaving for light faint stars and the silver leaves of milkweed beside the road, gleaming before my car. Yet I like driving at night in summer and in Vermont: the brown road through the mist of mountain-dark, among farms so