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.
Poetry: G-I
Quatrains
By Allen Ginsberg
Those high lunches needn’t matter
If you are of businessman’s age
Anyway he enjoyed creating food
Becoming a Redwood
By Dana Gioia
Stand in a field long enough, and the sounds
start up again. The crickets, the invisible
toad who claims that change is possible,
And all the other life too small to name.
Flying Over the Clouds
By Dana Gioia
No earthly image —only clouds,
affluent clouds, seen from high above,
still bright at the approach of evening.
Giorno Poetry Systems
By John Giorno
The great
The great central
central icon
Guru Rinpoche
By John Giorno
I’ve never been
to heaven
I’ve never been to heaven,
Lucky Man
By John Giorno
A fragment
A fragment
from a North
Rose
By John Giorno
Her name
was Margaret
and she drummed
Falling into Sand
By Daniela Gioseffi
Forests burn into their clearings. A sense of dread.
Poem
By Daniela Gioseffi
We want to see the Statue of Liberty giggling.
Second Dream
By C. S. Giscombe
In my experience—waking
life—nothing had readied me for such an arrival.