Wednesday, April 30, 2014

LINES FOR APRIL 30 



Old barn, the smell
of unhappiness,

such decay.



Tuesday, April 29, 2014

LINES FOR APRIL 29 



In the great
emptiness

you cannot
hurry the wind.



Monday, April 28, 2014

LINES FOR APRIL 28 



Wind
like a wish,

like breath,
like nothingness.



Sunday, April 27, 2014

THREE from THE OLD POET SAYS 



“You say
you're a poet.

I say
show me.”

*

“Stressed. Un-
stressed. The

beat counts
two.”

*

“All these words -
the sound of

nothing is
nothing.”



Saturday, April 26, 2014

THREE from THE OLD POET SAYS 



“You'll know it's a
real poem when it

kicks you in the teeth.”

*

“Who speaks?
Sometimes

you know.
Sometimes

you don't.”

*

“Life's a cheap
wager for greatness.”



Friday, April 25, 2014

LINES FOR APRIL 25 



Afternoon shadows
impressing

the bare fields.



Thursday, April 24, 2014

LINES FOR APRIL 24 



Leaves
in the breeze.

In my pocket,
loose change.



Wednesday, April 23, 2014

IN THIS PLACE: SELECTED POEMS 1982-2013
GOES TO BOOK DESIGNER THIS WEEK 

I have been working at it for more than a year now, In This Place: Selected Poems 1982-2013. Well, the manuscript goes to the book designer this week. It hasn't been easy, working that initial fourteen inch stack of poem-crammed pages down to 392 book pages, to preserve the best of what I produced between 1982 and mid-2013. I had to kill a lot of my lovelies.

I'm proud of what remains. Some of them you may have seen in these pages over the years (and a lot of those you've seen here will be missing from the Selected). I am expecting the cover of this book to echo the cover of Middle Ground, which by default has served as my early selected poems.

What will be missing from In This Place are any of the poems from The Big Book of Ben Zen, which was published in 2003, and any from The Old Poet Says, which I will be putting together over the next year. In addition, only a small selection of poems from my Plain Days project will be included here, with the idea that maybe I'll get back to that neglected work and see it to completion.

I expect to have finished copies in my hands by August, perhaps. If any of you out there, friends or devoted readers, would like to have a copy of In This Place when it comes out, please send me your mailing address, either by e-mail (tmmontag AT centurylink.net) or by snail-mail and I'll get a copy off to you when books arrive. If you have suggestions for places I might send review copies, please get me that information as well.

We push on!



LINES FOR APRIL 23 



What is
wind when

there's nothing
there to

push against?



Tuesday, April 22, 2014

LINES FOR APRIL 22 



The wideness of these plains undoes the
wind.



Monday, April 21, 2014

LINES FOR APRIL 21 



Oh, wind,
have you been

all 'round
the world

and now
you've come

back again?



Sunday, April 20, 2014

THREE from THE OLD POET SAYS 



“Bring to
the poem

as much as
you ask

of it.”

*

“Beat the
beat – oh,

I mean
pound it.”

*

“Unfounded
hope eats

cold stone
soup.”



Saturday, April 19, 2014

THREE from THE OLD POET SAYS 



“Making poems is
no stranger than
combing your hair

with ice cream.”

*

“Again

and again
there is

only
one poem.”

*

“No, you can't
stop just cuz

it's getting
ugly.”



Friday, April 18, 2014

LINES FOR APRIL 18 



Nothing here
but wind.

Nothing there
in the

distance
but wind

coming.



Thursday, April 17, 2014

LINES FOR APRIL 17 



Another
sad story

in every
empty house.



Wednesday, April 16, 2014

LINES FOR APRIL 16 



How to
speak of such

houses, there
and not there,

their semblance
and absence,

their memory
of wind,

the wind's
memory

of them.



Tuesday, April 15, 2014

LINES FOR APRIL 15 



Hauling ass
across Kansas -

the wind!



Monday, April 14, 2014

LINES FOR APRIL 14 



Clouds racing
the wind across

Kansas. The wind
always wins.



Sunday, April 13, 2014

from THE OLD POET SAYS 



“Ah, poet,
pilgrim, friend,

you are alone in
a lonely land.

*

“The odd bone,
a verse

from a larger
poem.”

*

“Oh, Basho,
I wish that
poetry

did make us
beggars.”



Saturday, April 12, 2014

from THE OLD POET SAYS 



“If you would learn
what a poem means,

think 'emptiness'.”

*

“The profit
in poetry

is loss.”

*

“The language
of poetry
is like yours,

if only
you could speak
so well.”



Friday, April 11, 2014

LINES FOR APRIL 11 



Trees clinging
to roadside cut.

Crows scavenging
what they can.

A watchful hawk.
The frightened vole.

Ferocious life
holds them all.



Thursday, April 10, 2014

LINES FOR APRIL 10 



Tawny fields
taking in

March sun, dreaming

the green things
to come.



Wednesday, April 09, 2014

LINES FOR APRIL 9 



Wind says, says again -
"Sweep Kansas clean."



Tuesday, April 08, 2014

LINES FOR APRIL 8 



Trees
holding to a creek bottom
in Kansas.

Wind
wanting to blow them all
to Missouri.



Monday, April 07, 2014

LINES FOR APRIL 7 



Blast of wind
with meadow-

lark, and sun
the other

gold for us.



Sunday, April 06, 2014

from THE OLD POET SAYS 



“When they ask you
to teach,

if you do, then
they will ask you

to leave.”

*

“If I could sing
what then would be

the use of poetry?”

*

“I would
teach

poetry, if
poetry

needed
teaching.”



Saturday, April 05, 2014

from THE OLD POET SAYS 



“I would walk
as the poem walks

if the poem would
walk with me.”

*

“Let go
your angel -

the devil
flies away.”

*

“That which
we hold

holds us.”



Friday, April 04, 2014

LINES FOR APRIL 4 



Rugged land,
the rolling

roughness.



Thursday, April 03, 2014

LINES FOR APRIL 3 



Big hawk
on a thin wind.

Last breath
for something

beneath the wide
wings of death.



Wednesday, April 02, 2014

LINES FOR APRIL 2 



Passing
on a blind head -

mister, you must be
from Nebraska.



Tuesday, April 01, 2014

LINES FOR APRIL 1 



Old house.
Nothing

to keep out
the wind,

nothing
to keep

sorrow in.



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