Evergreen by Rob Schlegel

View this email on a browser Forward to a friend December 13, 2016   Evergreen   Rob Schlegel

I whisper to the tree, the tree, the murmuring Tree "I might take action"   Is romantic Snow sun melts into streams increasing in volume I control with my lips   Around History. Our eyes meet. White ancient Roar I hear stream- Side, my invisible dress threatening   A slow death. The rest I want to carry So I listen For the tree, and its never quite obsolete magic.            Copyright © 2016 Rob Schlegel. Used with permission of the author. About This Poem   "'Evergreen' raises a lot of questions for me, in me. With an ambivalent nod to Emerson, the poem reflects my uneasy relationship with Romanticism. But the poem is also about how the imagination is like magic; it can get you into trouble, but also get you out." —Rob Schlegel   Rob Schlegel is the author of January Machine (Four Way Books, 2014), which won the Grub Street National Book Prize in Poetry. He coedits the Catenary Press and lives in eastern Washington State.     Poetry by Schlegel   January Machine (Four Way Books, 2014)  "For John Clare" by John Ashbery "The River" by Ralph Waldo Emerson "Poet's Work" by Lorine Niedecker Poem-a-Day   Launched during National Poetry Month in 2006, Poem-a-Day features new and previously unpublished poems by contemporary poets on weekdays and classic poems on weekends. Thanks for being a part of the Academy of American Poets community. To learn about other programs, including National Poetry Month, Poem in Your Pocket Day, the annual Poets Forum, and more, visit Poets.org.   You are receiving this e-mail because you elected to subscribe to our mailing list. If you would like to unsubscribe, please click here.   © Academy of American Poets 75 Maiden Lane, Suite 901, New York, NY 10038

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