Dailies 10/22/16: a runner, a harvest, & Prufrock



Runner – Susan Wicks

You’d hardly call it running, yet he runs
low to the ground, a sort of fluent
hobble, in the shallow valley of the gutter,
trusting the cars and buses
to see him and steer round him, while his feet

Read rest of poem 


Harvest – Thomas Mitchell

The night sky opens its starry picture book: an archer,
a bear, a winged horse. And a thousand miles east, in North Platte,
I know you see them too. The house is empty, only the coffee rings

Read rest of poem 


& Poets.org has “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” posted as its daily poem today. Here’s a good animation of the famous poem:


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