Friday 5 September 2008

A Poem

For no particular reason, I pass on this beautiful, sad and simple poem about how one day becomes the next (or fails to). Here...


  1. Thanks Nige -- A wonderful poem to start my day. I found that its care and modesty may create an actual "enormous morning" -- and my a.m. caffeine collaborated in this as well.

  2. lovely, Nige. Bishop, like Marianne Moore, is not in my pantheon of favorite poets, but this one is a dandy. The last line transfixes.