Tag Archives: Poetry

Every morning a new arrival.

Posted on August 2, 2024 by Brian D. Butler

       The Guest House by Rumi This being human is a guest house. Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor. Welcome and entertain them all! Even if … Continue reading →

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You Are Here

Posted on July 6, 2024 by Brian D. Butler

Poetry in Parks is an initiative to install poetry on picnic tables in seven national parks. As public works of art, the picnic tables will each feature a historic American poem selected by the 24th U.S. National Poet Laureate, Ada Limón. … Continue reading →

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Everything is like something else

Posted on June 16, 2024 by Brian D. Butler

NO LONGER VERY CLEAR John Ashbery It is true that I can no longer remember very well the time when we first began to know each other. However, I do remember very well the time we first met. You walked … Continue reading →

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Data Poetry

Posted on June 12, 2024 by Brian D. Butler

Traditional rooftops slope like the backs of resting camels. Forests play fortresses; secrets held in whistling pine needles. Serene valleys echo a painter’s lost blues and greens. Mountains order the sky, no less, wearing casts of gray ruggedness. Although I am a frequent critic of … Continue reading →

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By mid-May

Posted on May 17, 2024 by Brian D. Butler

–Mary Oliver  

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Tell me what it’s like to live without curiosity

Posted on May 8, 2024 by Brian D. Butler

Letter to the Person Who Carved His Initials into the Oldest Living Longleaf Pine in North America by Matthew Olzmann                                           … Continue reading →

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my hope is vertical

Posted on April 19, 2024 by Brian D. Butler

TODAY, MY HOPE IS VERTICAL Jane Hirshfield Today, my hope is vertical. Tomorrow it will be horizontal. The next day, cloudy. My hope is like a Greek myth: exchanging skin for bark, bark for scales, scales for the hollow bones … Continue reading →

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The saddest noise, the sweetest noise

Posted on April 1, 2024 by Brian D. Butler

The saddest noise, the sweetest noise — Emily Dickinson  

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Ghostwriter

Posted on March 25, 2024 by Brian D. Butler

Designer Arvind Sanjeev has designed Ghostwriter , a smartly named answer machine that uses Open AI’s ChatGPT language model to answer queries manually entered by users, based on a modified old Brother typewriter. Tradition meets modernity. The Ghostwriter is a poetic intervention that allows us … Continue reading →

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In March the earth remembers its own name

Posted on March 15, 2024 by Brian D. Butler

Twelve Moons – Mary Oliver 1 In March the earth remembers its own name. Everywhere the plates of snow are cracking. The rivers begin to sing. In the sky the winter stars are sliding away; new stars appear as, later, … Continue reading →

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