Poem-A-Day: Carl Dennis, Change

	August 29, 2012 Today's poem is copyright © 2012 by Carl Dennis. Used with permission of the author. More from this author Related Poems In Paris by Carl Dennis Thanksgiving Letter from Harry by Carl Dennis Change in the Grove of Chickadees by Lesle Lewis The New Higher by John Ashbery Untitled [I closed the book and changed my life] by Bruce Smith You can unsubscribe from our Poem-A-Day emails at at anytime—either completely, or until next April. Academy of American Poets 75 Maiden Lane Suite 901 New York, NY 10038 212-274-0343 academy@poets.org		Change by Carl Dennis Just yesterday my poem lamenting the power Of time to sweep away all trace of the beautiful Seemed done at last, but the light this morning Shows it to be a sketch, evidence that my vision Cleared as I slumbered, that my sense of beauty Grows in the night like corn or bamboo. Maybe a poem in praise of time Ought to be next on my agenda, The time required for seeds to open, For leaves to push out on tender stems. Yesterday, the teacher didn't believe the excuse Her student offered for missing his appointment— A tire gone flat on the Thruway—but today His story seems almost convincing, Suggesting how quickly the bruise to her ego Has begun to heal, the first small step From the tiresome realm of insult and umbrage. Yesterday the lover couldn't commit himself. Today he wants to write his beloved A check for a million dollars, Though the time hasn't come, he admits, For her to cash it. Meanwhile, though he has nothing, Whatever he has is hers. Share Digg StumbleUpon Facebook E-mail to Friend