Favorite Poems
Throughout My Life
64:
“Home,” in Another World Instead, 2008, by William
Stafford (1914–93)
“Our father
owned a star”—and so
Begins this
poem that I saw
On Writer’s
Almanac.* You know
Those
poems that can swiftly draw
You in—you
recognize them. Fast.
And, yes,
you quickly recognize
That this is
one you want to last—
It’s one you
want to memorize.
And so I
did, and now it stands
There in my aging
brain beside
Those many
others. And their hands
Are joined,
and I feel gratified
That
Stafford stands with Dickinson
And
Shakespeare, Donne, and Cummings and
Those
others who have firmly won
A place there in my Memory Land.
A place there in my Memory Land.
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