Dana Gioia

(24 December 1950 / Hawthorne, California)

Dana Gioia Poems

1. Litany 12/20/2011
2. Prayer 12/20/2011
3. The Burning Ladder 12/20/2011
4. Rough Country 12/20/2011
5. Sunday Night In Santa Rosa 12/20/2011
6. The Lost Garden 12/20/2011
7. Summer Storm 12/20/2011
8. Emigre In Autumn 1/3/2003
9. Veterans' Cemetery 1/3/2003
10. The Country Wife 1/3/2003
11. The Sunday News 1/3/2003
12. Pentecost 1/3/2003
13. Planting A Sequoia 1/3/2003
14. Do Not Expect 1/3/2003
15. Unsaid 1/3/2003
16. California Hills In August 1/3/2003
17. Insomnia 1/3/2003
18. Guide To The Other Gallery 1/3/2003
19. Words 1/3/2003
20. Money 1/3/2003
21. The Next Poem 1/3/2003
22. Thanks For Remembering Us 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Dana Gioia

Thanks For Remembering Us

The flowers sent here by mistake,
signed with a name that no one knew,
are turning bad. What shall we do?
Our neighbor says they're not for her,
and no one has a birthday near.
We should thank someone for the blunder.
Is one of us having an affair?
At first we laugh, and then we wonder.

The iris was the first to die,
enshrouded in its sickly-sweet
and lingering perfume. The roses
fell one petal at a time,
and now the ferns are turning dry.
The room smells like a funeral,
but there they sit, too much at home,
accusing us of some small ...

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Words

The world does not need words. It articulates itself
in sunlight, leaves, and shadows. The stones on the path
are no less real for lying uncatalogued and uncounted.
The fluent leaves speak only the dialect of pure being.
The kiss is still fully itself though no words were spoken.

And one word transforms it into something less or other--
illicit, chaste, perfunctory, conjugal, covert.
Even calling it a kiss betrays the fluster of hands

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