Tuesday 5 May 2015

1 Poem by Rodger Martin

American Rural

(In conjunction with Rachmoninov’s Hymn of the Cherubim)

Sweet glycerin of evening

into the purple cup
of night,
dark wine
of the rocking cradle,
solitude’s embroidery;
bring forward
the receding galaxies,
pass onto this globe
the shade of planets,
open quietly
the satin arms
of the moonflower,
let its limbs
embrace and perfume
these opals of the sky.

Evening resin

cure us
with your clarity
that we wake,
wide-eyed as children
to the clover
and the hushed breeze
of this Earth,
to the soft pulse
of its wrist,
and the slight smile
brought with its breath.


Rodger Martin’s third poetry volume, The Battlefield Guide , (Hobblebush) uses locations on battlefields of the Civil War to reflect upon America today. Small Press Review selected The Blue Moon Series (Hobblebush), as its bi-monthly pick of the year.  A translation of his work, On The Monadnock, appeared in China in 2006.    He received an Appalachia poetry award, a N.H. Council on the Arts Fiction Fellowship, the Bruce Kedller/Monadnock Fellowship to pursue his writing and fellowships from The National Endowment for the Humanities.  In 2012 he was chosen as poet to represent the U.S. at Hangzhou, China’s annual international cultural festival.  He serves as co-editor for The Granite State Poetry Series and teaches journalism at Keene State College.

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