Friday, April 06, 2012

Yes, It's National Poetry Month

And I'm linking to Night Blooming Jasmine by Giovanni Pascoli, translation by Geoffrey Brock.

This is how the poem ends (I love it!): 
 
 
It's dawn: the petals, slightly worn,

close up again—each bud to brood,

           in its soft, secret urn,

           on some yet-nameless good.
 
 
Go ahead and think about ephemeral things.  
When you read poetry, you're in the moment.
 

1 comment:

Wyoming Diva said...

Very true, your last line!