almanac of last things

I've been playing around with Audacity, recording myself reading poems and essays, etc. in order to test out possibilities for my students in the Spring. I'm having fun doing it and thought I'd share some of my recordings. I had trouble while recording this not saying "lost" things which gives me an idea of a poem of my own.

To hear me read this poem. Click on the play icon below.



The Almanac of Last Things
Linda Pastan

From the almanac of last things
I choose the spider lily
for the grace of its brief
blossom, though I myself
fear brevity,

but I choose The Song of Songs
because the flesh
of those pomegranates
has survived
all the frost of dogma.

I choose January with its chill
lessons of patience and despair—and
August, too sun-struck for lessons.
I choose a thimbleful of red wine
to make my heart race,

then another to help me
sleep. From the almanac
of last things I choose you,
as I have done before.
And I choose evening

because the light clinging
to the window
is at its most reflective
just as it is ready
to go out.