Carolyn Forché

(28 April, 1950 - / Detroit, Michigan)

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  • Bob Mitchell (1/17/2014 2:35:00 PM)

    OMG! ! ! Talk about fun with Ferlinghetti, I just read The History of the Airplane. I really love that guy! RWM

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  • Bob Mitchell (1/17/2014 1:58:00 PM)

    Today, on a search for Maggie and Millie and Mollie and May by e.e.cummings I found these 500 poets with God knows how many poems? First stop, Omar Khayyam, never read The Rubaiyat before. Then, by random chance, I read all eight of the poems gathered here. They are on the dark side but bursting with meaning. Poem for Maya is my fave. Next I'm going for some Ferlinghetti and then who knows. I'm like a butterfly today... in search of a bit of sweetness and light. RWM

  • Sayeed Abubakar (5/10/2012 11:57:00 AM)

    Having gone through your poems, I have understood that you are a real poet. I am a poet of Bangla language. I have 7 books of poetry here which have been popular. I have also a literary magazine named Bangla Literature. Can we exchange our views on poetry and become friends?
    e-mail: sayeed_jh@yahoo.com

  • Andrew Fincham (10/25/2006 5:14:00 AM)

    There is a fierce love which builds and binds these poems, such as comes from the heart of a natural poet sharing truths they have seen.

    This is what poetry is for.

Elegy

The page opens to snow on a field: boot-holed month, black hour
the bottle in your coat half voda half winter light.
To what and to whom does one say yes?
If God were the uncertain, would you cling to him?

Beneath a tattoo of stars the gate open, so silent so like a tomb.
This is the city you most loved, an empty stairwell
where the next rain lifts invisibly from the Seine.

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