Sidney Wade

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Very odd,
this little cloud
in trousers
in the sandy
...

I'm torn,
my beloved
in the ice-
ribbed north,
...

we all disappeared,
walked straight out of our poems
and into heaven.
We left the old breakfast things,
...

this world
is full
of beautiful
surprises
...

the never-ending
meditation
...

here is the beautiful place
transmuted by weather
rubbed down to stubble and stump
...

I feel mottled
a gray cloud slides
over the domes
turned from the white
...

A very cool guy
in a paper smoulder he
speaks the true language of nerve
...

lake-water
rushes white
and foamy
through granite
...

We're searching
for the single
yellow-headed
blackbird
...

in the larger
darknesses
of the ground
west of sight
...

The beastly hot flesh
of the beach's nude white sand
sears the feet even
...

The blank
moon sheds
it clothes
all over
...

Sidney Wade Biography

Sidney Wade (born 1951) is an American poet. She currently holds the position of Professor of creative writing at the University of Florida, where she has taught since 1993. Wade was born in Englewood, New Jersey, in 1951. She attended the University of Vermont, receiving a Bachelor of Arts degree in philosophy in 1974 and an M.Ed. in counseling in 1978. She earned an Ph.D in English from the University of Houston in 1994. Wade has published five poetry collections, including: Celestial Bodies (2002), Green (1998), From Istanbul/Istanbul'dan (1998), and Empty Sleeves (1990). Istanbul'dan/From Istanbul was published in Turkish and English by Yapi Kredi Publications. Wade's latest collection of poems, Stroke, was published by Persea Books. Her poems have also appeared in The New Yorker, Poetry Magazine, The New Republic, Southern Review, and other publications. Wade received a Fulbright Fellowship and was a senior lecturer at Istanbul University from 1989-1990. She was awarded the Stanley P. Young Fellowship from the Bread Loaf Writers' Conference in 1994. Wade currently the president of the Association of Writers & Writing Programs. Wade lives in Gainesville.)

The Best Poem Of Sidney Wade

Burrowing Owl

Very odd,
this little cloud
in trousers
in the sandy
fortress
favored by
prairie dog
and gopher
tortoise.
On the mound
at the mouth hole,
he scouts around
with sibylline
yellow eyes
and then, owl-
wise, decides
to clean house.
He dives down
and soon
great clouds
of smudge come
flying out,
his home now
clean as a bone.
A diurnal owl,
he's upside down
and inside out
at ease
not in trees
but underground,
where his mate
broods
on her eight
fragile moons
in an immaculate
burrow whose
contours are lined
with cow manure.

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