Poem Published at Poetry Breakfast

Have a look around at Poetry Breakfast and see my poem “When We See Stars.”


A Poem by Richard Wilbur

I have never reprinted another’s work here, but this moved me so, a poem constructed in the form of 5 haiku stanzas by Richard Wilbur, published in The New Yorker in 2008. 


This yellow striped green
Caterpillar, climbing up
The steep window screen,

Constantly (for lack
Of a full set of legs) keeps
Humping up his back.

It’s as if he sent
By a sort of semaphore
Dark omegas meant

To warn of Last Things.
Although he doesn’t know it,
He will soon have wings,

And I, too, don’t know
Toward what undreamt condition
Inch by inch I go.


Sometimes we rest quiet
as a pebble in river mud
or a ladybug pausing
in the course of her
windowsill wanderings.

Sometimes we roar
or yawn like the male lion
jaw-wide on the savannah
and from a distance
it matters none which.

Sometimes, when the stakes
are big, we act bigly.

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