204th Virtual Poetry Circle
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Welcome to the 204th Virtual Poetry Circle!
Remember, this is just for fun and is not meant to be stressful.
Keep in mind what Molly Peacock’s books suggested. Look at a line, a stanza, sentences, and images; describe what you like or don’t like; and offer an opinion. If you missed my review of her book, check it out here.
Also, sign up for the 2013 Dive Into Poetry Challenge because its simple; you only need to read 1 book of poetry. Check out the stops on the 2013 National Poetry Month Blog Tour and the 2012 National Poetry Month Blog Tour.
Today’s poem is from Eric Pankey:
Restless Ghost
The wasp's paper nest hung all winter. Sun, angled in low and oblique, Backlit—with cold fever—the dull lantern.
Emptied, the dangled nest drew him: Gray. Translucent. At times an heirloom Of glare, paper white as burning ash.
Neither destination nor charm, the nest Possessed a gravity, lured him, nonetheless, And he returned to behold the useless globe
Eclipse, wane and wax. He returned, A restless ghost in a house the wind owns, And the wind went right through him.
What do you think?