Timothy Steele Poems
- Toward The Winter Solstice Although the roof is just a story ...
- Practice The basketball you walk around the court Produces ...
- Her Memory Of The Picnic To finger-sponge crust crumbs of ...
- Woman In A Museum You sit, suspending your critique Of ...
- Eros By rights one should experience holy dread At the ...
- For Vikram Seth We enter life and thus inherit The Kingdom ...
- Pacific Rim Unsteadily, I stand against the wash Flooding ...
Timothy Steele is an American poet. Steele generally writes in meter and rhyme, and his early poems, which began appearing in the 1970s in such magazines as Poetry, The Southern Review, and X. J. Kennedy's Counter/Measures, are said to have anticipated and contributed to the revival of traditional verse associated with the New Formalism. He, however, has objected to being called a New Formalist, saying that he doesn't claim to be doing anything technically novel and that Formalism "suggests, among other things, an interest in style rather than substance, whereas I believe that the two are mutually vital in any successful poem." Notwithstanding his reservations about the term, ... more »
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Toward The Winter Solstice
Although the roof is just a story high,
It dizzies me a little to look down.
I lariat-twirl the rope of Christmas lights
And cast it to the weeping birch's crown;
A dowel into which I've screwed a hook
Enables me to reach,lift,drape,and twine
The cord among the boughs so that the bulbs
Will accent the tree's elegant design.
Friends, passing home from work or shopping, pause
And call up commendations or critiques.
I make adjustments. Though a potpourri
Of Muslims,Christians,Buddhists, Jews, and Sikhs,
We all are conscious of the time of year;
We all ...