Linda Pastan

(1932 - / New York / United States)

Linda Pastan Poems

1. The Months 3/24/2015
2. I Married You 2/28/2014
3. Vertical 2/28/2014
4. Traveling Light 2/28/2014
5. The Cossacks 1/20/2003
6. Shadblow 1/13/2003
7. Petit Dejeuner 1/13/2003
8. Pears 1/13/2003
9. The Happiest Day 1/13/2003
10. Self-Portrait 1/13/2003
11. Meditation By The Stove 1/13/2003
12. Wind Chill 1/13/2003
13. Home For Thanksgiving 1/13/2003
14. The New Dog 1/13/2003
15. Jump Cabling 1/13/2003
16. Emily Dickinson 1/13/2003
17. Prosody 101 1/13/2003
18. Vermilion 1/13/2003
19. What We Want 1/13/2003
20. Love Poem 3/12/2006
21. Something About The Trees 1/13/2003
22. A New Poet 1/13/2003
23. Marks 1/7/2004
24. To A Daughter Leaving Home 1/13/2003
Best Poem of Linda Pastan

To A Daughter Leaving Home

When I taught you
at eight to ride
a bicycle, loping along
beside you
as you wobbled away
on two round wheels,
my own mouth rounding
in surprise when you pulled
ahead down the curved
path of the park,
I kept waiting
for the thud
of your crash as I
sprinted to catch up,
while you grew
smaller, more breakable
with distance,
pumping, pumping
for your life, screaming
with laughter,
the hair flapping
behind you like a
handkerchief waving
goodbye.

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Pears

Some say
it was a pear
Eve ate.
Why else the shape
of the womb,
or of the cello
Whose single song is grief
for the parent tree?
Why else the fruit itself
tawny and sweet
which your lover
over breakfast
lets go your pear-
shaped breast
to reach for?

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