Dailies 1/27/17: another day of slant rain, dreams about houses, & a rather beautiful poem about being heavy. Plus: how to be happy



Lines Written at Tyrone Guthrie – Neil Shepard 

Tyrone Guthrie Arts Centre, Ireland

Another day of slant rain
that comes in sheets and obliterates
the landscape for minutes of time
and yet there are spaces between

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Our Next Home – Margaret Hasse

I keep dreaming of houses. Last night
I walked through a bungalow with a realtor
who read aloud from a book of poems
called Real Estate. The utterly white paint

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Happy the Man – John Dryden


Happy the man, and happy he alone,
He who can call today his own:
He who, secure within, can say,
Tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.

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Heavy – Hieu Minh Nguyen

The narrow clearing down to the river
I walk alone, out of breath

my body catching on each branch.
Small children maneuver around me.

Often, I want to return to my old body
a body I also hated, but hate less

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