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: S-U
Telipinu went
By Unknown
Telipinu went, and he brought away the good. He brought away the plenty, the grain, and the wood.
The Moon that fell from heaven
By Unknown
When the Moon fell, he fell from heaven, and no one saw him fall.
They sent an ox
By Unknown
I felt my sin shift itself beneath the skin.
A Sound Heard Early on the Morning of Christ’s Nativity
By John Updike
The thump of the newspaper on the porch
on Christmas Day, in the dark before dawn
yet after Santa Claus has left his gifts:
Dutch Cleanser
By John Updike
My grandmother used it, Dutch Cleanser,
in the dark Shillington halls,
in the kitchen darkened by the grape arbor,
Epithalamium
By John Updike
Be ever after merry,
My dear Miss Terriberry:
Enjoy a very very
Fly
By John Updike
His head and legs were like a watch work’s ticking,
but spaced by intervals of what seemed thought.
Klimt and Schiele Confront the Cunt
By John Updike
That women in their marble glory still
had pubic hair so startled Ruskin he
turned impotent, and had to be divorced.
Light Switches
By John Updike
Off, on—there must be something else,
some middle way, third eye, or shakti current.
Ode to Fragmentation
By John Updike
Motion, motion.
Within the body cells
each nucleus rotates widdershins