Monday, April 05, 2010


is National Poetry Month
and we are nearly a week into it
and I haven't posted a poem YET.
So here is one I love.

And the Cantilevered Inference Shall Hold the Day
by Michael Blumenthal

Things are not as they seem: the innuendo of everything makes
itself felt and trembles towards meanings we never intuited
or dreamed. Take, for example, how the warbler, perched on a

mere branch, can kidnap the day from its tediums and send us
heavenwards, or how, held up by nothing we really see, our
spirits soar and then, in a mysterious series of twists and turns,

come to a safe landing in a field, encircled by greenery. Nothing
I can say to you here can possibly convince you that a man
as unreliable as I have been can smuggle in truths between tercets

and quatrains on scraps of paper, but the world as we know
is full of surprises, and the likelihood that here, in the shape
of this very bird, redemption awaits us should not be dismissed

so easily. Each year, days swivel and diminish along their inscrutable
axes, then lengthen again until we are bathed in light we were not
prepared for. Last night, lying in bed with nothing to hold onto

but myself, I gazed at the emptiness beside me and saw there, in the
shape of absence, something so sweet and deliberate I called it darling.
No one who encrusticates (I made that up!) his silliness in a bowl,

waiting for sanctity, can ever know how lovely playfulness can be,
and, that said, let me wish you a Merry One (or Chanukah if you
prefer), and may whatever holds you up stay forever beneath you,

and may the robin find many a worm, and our cruelties abate,
and may you be well and happy and full of mischief as I am,
and may all your nothings, too, hold something up and sing.

"And the Cantilevered Inference Shall Hold the Day"
by Michael Blumenthal, from And.

Some of you old timers may be surprised I didn't start off with Auden, but don't worry, there is plenty of month left, he will be appearing later.
I discovered Blumenthal courtesy of The Writer's Almanac and highly recommend it. There is something rather wonderful about having a piece of poetry waiting for you every morning in your inbox plus there are biographical and historical tidbits. It's like candy for your soul AND your brain. Score!


Nessa said...

Thanks for that. i signed up.

lime said...

ah thanks, lovey. i signed up a while ago and there have been some real gems in my mailbox since then. :)

coopernicus said...

The cadence and impact of poetry has always eluded me. I can read the words and grasp the meaning but I've never had a soul connection to the art form.

just wired wrong I guess...