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Celebrating 20 Years of Poetry
Read A Little Poetry began as a personal commonplace book in 2005. Today, it has become a living archive and beloved home for poetry lovers, readers, educators, and seekers of language that holds us. Join us in celebrating two decades of gathering poems that have carried us through. Thank you for being part of this journey.
Flowers by Cynthia Zarin
Flowers
Cynthia ZarinThis morning I was walking upstairs
from the kitchen, carrying your
beautiful flowers, the flowers youbrought me last night, calla lilies
and something else, I am not
sure what to call them, white flowers,of course you had no way of knowing
it has been years since I bought
white flowers—but now you haveand here they are again. I was carrying
your flowers and a coffee cup
and a soft yellow handbag and a bookof poems by a Chinese poet, in
which I had just read the words “come
or go but don’t just stand therein the doorway,” as usual I was
carrying too many things, you
would have laughed if you saw me.It seemed especially important
not to spill the coffee as I usually
do, as I turned up the stairs,inside the whorl of the house as if
I were walking up inside the lilies.
I do not know how to hold allthe beauty and sorrow of my life.
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This poem appeared in Orbit by Cynthia Zarin, published by Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group, 2017. (Available on: Amazon • Bookshop)
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“With Orbit, prize-winning author Cynthia Zarin confirms her place as an indispensable American poet of our time.
In this, her fifth collection, Zarin turns her lyric lens on the worlds within worlds we inhabit and how we navigate our shared predicament—the tables of our lives on which the news of the day is strewn: the president speaking to parishioners in Charleston, the ricochet of violence, near and far. Whether writing about hairpin turns in the stair of childhood, about the cat’s claw of anxiety, on the impending loss of a young friend, or how “love endures, give or take,” here is the poet who, in the title poem, “bartered forty summers for black pearls” and whose work is full of such wagers, embodied in playing cards, treble notes, snow globes, and balancing acts. Zarin reminds us that the atmosphere created by our experiences shapes and defines the orbit we move through. Along the way, she is both witness and, often indirectly, subject—“I do not know how to hold the beauty and sorrow of my life,” she writes. This book is an attempt at an answer.” (Source)
ABOUT CYNTHIA ZARIN
Cynthia Zarin is a poet, journalist, and children’s book author. She earned a BA at Harvard and an MFA Columbia University, and has taught at Yale. Her books of poetry include The Swordfish Tooth (1989), Fire Lyric (1993), The Watercourse (2002), which won the Los Angeles Book Award, and The Ada Poems (2010), a series of poems based on Vladimir Nabokov’s classic novel Ada, or Ardor: A Family Chronicle. Using “Ada” as the speaker for the poems, Zarin riffs on impossible… (more)
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