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Saturday, December 30, 2023

Just a form of texting?


“Auden said poetry makes nothing happen. But I wonder if the opposite could be true?” – Carol Ann Duffy


Born in Scotland in December of 1955 Duffy is a poet, playwright, professor, and Britain’s first female Poet Laureate.   Among her popular and often-taught collections are Selling Manhattan, winner of the Somerset Maugham Award; Mean Time, winner of the Whitbread Poetry Award; and Rapture, winner of the T. S. Eliot Prize. 

Calling the poem "a form of texting," she noted, "(It's) a perfecting of a feeling in language - a way of saying more with less.”  For Saturday’s Poem, here is Duffy’s, 


                           The Look


The heron's the look of the river.
The moon's the look of the night.
The sky's the look of forever.
Snow is the look of white.

The bees are the look of the honey.
The wasp is the look of pain.
The clown is the look of funny.
Puddles are the look of rain.

The whale is the look of the ocean.
The grave is the look of the dead.
The wheel is the look of motion.
Blood is the look of red.

The rose is the look of the garden.
The girl is the look of the school.
The snake is the look of the Gorgon.
Ice is the look of cool.

The clouds are the look of the weather.
The hand is the look of the glove.
The bird is the look of the feather.
You are the look of love.

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