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147th Virtual Poetry Circle

Welcome to the 147th Virtual Poetry Circle!

Remember, this is just for fun and is not meant to be stressful.

Keep in mind what Molly Peacock’s books suggested. Look at a line, a stanza, sentences, and images; describe what you like or don’t like; and offer an opinion. If you missed my review of her book, check it out here.

Also, sign up for the 2012 Fearless Poetry Reading Challenge because its simple; you only need to read 1 book of poetry. Please visit the stops on the National Poetry Month Blog Tour from April 2011 and beginning again in April 2012.

Today’s poems is from William Stafford:

Once in the 40's

We were alone one night on a long
road in Montana. This was in winter, a big
night, far to the stars. We had hitched,
my wife and I, and left our ride at
a crossing to go on. Tired and cold--but
brave--we trudged along. This, we said,
was our life, watched over, allowed to go
where we wanted. We said we'd come back some time
when we got rich. We'd leave the others and find
a night like this, whatever we had to give,
and no matter how far, to be so happy again.

What do you think?

***For Today’s National Poetry Month post, go to Wordcoaster.

  • I definitely agree that this reads more like a story than a poem, but I still like it and Stafford is one of the great poets.

  • sidne

    I felt like this could of been a great short story instead of a poem. The things people find enjoyment in are sometimes the most simply of life. But a cold Montana night without a car, hitching a ride. NADA for me.
    http://sidnereading.blogspot.com

  • I wonder if they went back and were able to recapture that happiness?

  • I really enjoy this type of poetry!!