This Is a Pantoum, Daniel

I sent my friend Daniel a poem and he asked its form. About a month ago I couldn't stop reading this poem below which we published in Agni. I based my poem heavily upon this one. It's in the form of a Pantoum.


Pantoum: But You Are Gone
Richard Hoffman

i.m. RJH 1950 –1972

I thought for a long time
if I was very quiet
for a long time
I might recall your voice.

If I was very quiet
I might long for you so long
I might recall your voice
as if my ear could sift the wind.

I might long for you so long,
for words you had spoken,
as if my ear could sift the wind
for things you said,

for words you had spoken,
that if I searched my memory
for things you said,
I might find you again;

that if I searched my memory
for a long time,
I might find you again
I thought for a long time.

Weekend America, Love

Love, Poetry, America, 8 minutes.

http://weekendamerica.publicradio.org/programs/2007/02/10/roses_are_red.html

It's Really Snowing, and I Wish I Was Still in Bed

Instead work is good, as is rediscovering and honoring things I love.

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i love you much(most beautiful darling)
ee cummings

i love you much(most beautiful darling)

more than anyone on the earth and i
like you better than everything in the sky

-sunlight and singing welcome your coming

although winter may be everywhere
with such a silence and such a darkness
noone can quite begin to guess

(except my life)the true time of year-

and if what calls itself a world should have
the luck to hear such singing(or glimpse such
sunlight as will leap higher than high
through gayer than gayest someone's heart at your each

nearness)everyone certainly would(my
most beautiful darling)believe in nothing but love