Today’s Poetry Friday post features another poetry collection. I discovered Poetry in Motion: 100 Poems from the Subways and Buses when I was researching other works by Molly Peacock. Two months ago, I featured two poems from Molly’s book, The Analyst. Molly was President of the Poetry Society of America from 1989 to 1994.
In her Introduction, Molly wrote: “Once marginalized, poetry has become a surprising cultural feast that invites everyone to attend, and the Poetry in Motion program has provided a banquet for millions. People of all ages, from teenagers to grandparents, respond to language that—in its depth, truth, and feeling—gives them something to think about on the ride home.”
This post will feature three of my favorite poems that were included in this collection. I’m quite certain that any reader will find a poem or two from this book that he or she is bound to fall in love with. Poetry Friday round-up is hosted by Irene at Live Your Poem.
Please Give This Seat to an Elderly
or Disabled Person
I stood during the entire journey:
nobody offered me a seat
although I was at least a hundred years older than anyone else on board,
although the signs of at least three major afflictions
were visible on me:
Pride, Loneliness, and Art.
Nina Cassian (b. 1924)
Translated from the Romanian by Naomi Lazard
love is a place
love is a place
& through this place of
(with brightness of peace)
yes is a world
& in this world of
e.e. cummings (1894-1962)
from Ode to the Cat
There was something wrong
with the animals:
their tails were too long, and they had
Then they started coming together,
little by little
fitting together to make a landscape,
developing birthmarks, grace, pep.
But the cat,
only the cat,
turned out finished,
born in a state of total completion,
it sticks to itself and knows exactly what it wants.
Pablo Neruda (1904-1973)
Translated from the Spanish by Ken Krabbenhoft