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.
Small girls with gaudy flowers
flash down the bare walk road
her eyes and smile are elsewhere:
swelling out and sailing to the future
the curvd lines toe-drawn, round cornerd squares
bulge out doubles from its single pillar line, like,
Venus of the Stone Age.
First Samish Bay
then all morning, hunting oysters
August was foggy,
September dry.
October grew too hot.
Plunging donkey puberty devi
flings her thighs, swinging long
legs backward on her mount
you stood close to the boy, bored,
looking off into the vanishing point
we stand in profile perfectly still
against the bulletin board
WANOKA (AP) Chimney Rock, which stood for centuries on the Oklahoma plain as a towering guide for covered wagons crossing the treacherous Cimarron River, has fallen victim to the same forces which created it. “Moisture and wind, the tools that sculpted it, reduced the eerie formation to a heap of rubble,” said Ernie Crumpler, Oklahoma University geologist.
You kneel at the stream
to drink from your hands.