Making Light Of It
by Philip Levine
I call out a secret name, the name
of the angel who guards my sleep,
and light grows in the east, a new light
like no other, as soft as the petals
of the blown rose in late summer.
Yes, it is late summer in the West.
Even the grasses climbing the Sierras
reach for the next outcropping of rock
with tough, burned fingers. The thistle
sheds its royal robes and quivers
awake in the hot winds off the sun.
A cloudless sky fills my room, the room
I was born in and where my father sleeps
his long dark sleep guarding the name
he shared with me. I can follow the day
to the black rags and corners it will
scatter to because someone always
goes ahead burning the little candle
of his breath, making light of it all.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Lorelei by Sylvia Plath
- Rosslyn To The Prime Minister by Graham Rowlands
- Days Are Gone by Mary Etta Metcalf
- Василий Лебедев-Кумач – Спортивный марш
- Masks poem – Ezra Pound poems
- The Battle of an National Icon by Norma Martiri
- Book Sixth [Cambridge and the Alps] by William Wordsworth
- victor.html
- Ash Wednesday by T. S. Eliot
- Robert Burns: How Long And Dreary Is The Night :
- Robert Burns: Young Jockie Was The Blythest Lad:
- The Bridge by Russell Edson
- For what’s worth breathing by Rixa White
- WINGS ATTACHED by Satish Verma
- Hira Singhs Farewell To Burmah
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Philip Levine ( 1928 – 2015) was an American poet best known for his poems about working-class Detroit. He taught for more than thirty years in the English department of California State University, Fresno and held teaching positions at other universities as well. He served on the Board of Chancellors of the Academy of American Poets from 2000 to 2006, and was appointed Poet Laureate of the United States for 2011–2012