NaPoWriMo and Hilda Doolittle

In honor of NaPoWriMo, I’ll be attempting a post a day for the rest of this month–of my own work, of other bloggers, and of some of my favorite ‘classics.’ To celebrate some real poetry, here’s a favorite by Hilda Doolittle:


O Wind, rend open the hear,
Cut apart the heat,
Rend it to tatters.
Fruit cannot drop
Through this thick air–
Fruit cannot fall into heat
That presses up and blunts
The points of pears
And rounds the grapes.
Cut the heat–
Plough through it,
Turning it on either side
Of your path.

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