Poem of the Day
Yellow Striped Pajamas
By Shamsher Bahadur Singh
walking silently on his paws, he emerges from the semidarkness and disappears into it.
walking silently on his paws, he emerges from the semidarkness and disappears into it.
It was not the Five Mississippi Blind Boys
who hoisted me off the ground
that morning as I drove down
The one resting now on a plant stem
somewhere deep in the vine-hung
interior of South America
Two muscle men stand face to face
in a large field and begin an Olympic insult contest.
The sky is blue and gold like a Swedish flag
not to steer but to steady
the boat when I steer into un-
when I steer into strange
Suddenly, you were planting some yellow petunias
outside in the garden,
and suddenly I was in the study
I might as well begin by saying how much I like the title.
It gets me right away because I'm in a workshop now
hello is my laundry ready
time is an enemy
thick air
a pigeon writes
The big yellow house
up the hill a blue-green house
across a gray house
they talk about / how Jane talked about / giving 8 puppies away