"Identity" (excerpt) A.R. Ammons
it is wonderful how things work: I will tell you about it because it is interesting and because whatever is moves in weeds and stars and spider webs and known is loved: in that love, each of us knowing it, I love you, for it moves within and beyond us, ...
everything is alive so that I can be alive: without moving I can see it all:...– Pablo Neruda
"Honeysuckle" Lyn Lifshin
bees, my skin smells of sun, the insides of roses. I want to eat that light. Every thing that grows does.
"The City Limits" A.R. Ammons
When you consider the radiance, that it does not withhold itself but pours its abundance without selection into every nook and cranny not overhung or hidden; when you consider that birds’ bones make no awful noise against the light but lie low in the light as in a high testimony; when you consider the radiance, that it will look into the guiltiest swervings of the weaving heart and...
"Knoxville, Tennessee" Nikki Giovanni
I always like summer Best you can eat fresh corn From daddy’s garden And okra And greens And cabbage And lots of Barbeque And buttermilk And homemade ice-cream At the church picnic And listen to Gospel music Outside At the church Homecoming And go to the mountains with Your grandmother And go barefooted And be warm All the time Not only when you go to bed And sleep
"To Wendy from the Crow’s Nest" David Biespiel
My Dear — If not from dream, before dawn, When the rain has not perished over the house, And you have sworn off four nights of sleep, And I have wrestled with a mind of airplanes and birth, And to know that you are leaving again in the morning, With me staying — or is it the other way around, Me leaving, and you staying, or both of us Boarding another flight to a strange city? —...
There were never strawberries like the ones we had that sultry afternoon...– Edwin Morgan
When me and Hushpuppy’s Mamma first met we was so shy, we used to sit around and...– Wink, Beasts of the Southern Wild
Longing, we say, because desire is full of endless distances. I must have been...– Robert Hass
"Sassafrass, Cypress and Indigo" Ntozake Shange
The South in her, the land and salt-winds, moved her through Charleston’s streets as if she were a mobile sapling, with the gait of a well-loved colored woman whose lover was the horizon in any direction. Indigo imagined tough winding branches growing from her braids, deep green leaves rustling by her ears, doves and macaws flirting above the nests they’d fashioned in the secret,...
What small grace comes must count hard and then– A.R. Ammons
Very slowly, his expression changed as if he were gradually seeing appear what...– Flannery O’Connor
Why fret if all it wants is to lay one heart— shaped palm on your sleeping...– Beth Ann Fennelly
If somebody asks you to marry them, the polite thing to do is marry them back.– Sheriff Andy Taylor
Tell about the South,” said Shreve McCannon. “What’s it like there. What...– Absalom, Absalom! Faulkner, of course
"Turning" W.S. Merwin
Going too fast for myself I missed more than I think I can remember almost everything it seems sometimes and yet there are chances that come back that I did not notice where they stood where I could have reached out and touched them this morning the black shepherd dog still young looking up and saying Are you ready this time
I love you better. I always have. This may be a bad thing to tell you, but...– East of Eden, John Steinbeck
Drinking at a football game in college. UNC versus Duke. One has a blind date....– Walker Percy