It’s the rainy season in Bogotá, Colombia, where I live. This can mean cold rain and overhanging black clouds for three months straight. But today the sun is out, and I am taking my baby to the park. So in honor of this critical event, I am posting a poem by playful children’s poet X. J. Kennedy. Hippogriff To look at this fictitious steed You’d think some mixed-up farmer Had crossed an eagle with a horse. It carries knights in […]

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One of my favorite Sylvia Plath poems is actually short and sweet. It’s called “You’re,” and it is basically a silly love poem. Here is the first stanza: Clownlike, happiest on your hands, Feet to the stars, and moon-skulled, Gilled like a fish. A common-sense Thumbs-down on the dodo’s mode. Wrapped up in yourself like a spool, Trawling your dark as owls do. Mute as a turnip from the Fourth Of July to All Fools’ Day, O high-riser, my little loaf. […]

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