For National Poetry Month, I’m sharing poems each day, one that I’ve written followed by whatever one from three sites that share a poem a day that strikes my fancy that day.

Like a poem I shared last week, this was written sometime when I lived at home with my parents, but after college. The title is a take-off from a poem by the English poet John Milton.

On Blindness, Part II

I fear losing the power of Pennsylvania Power & Light forever, 
of never hearing another CD on the laser, or Rush on the radio.
Up on the highway our house tonight, electric men work in the hellish glow of flares, to repair an ancient transformer.
Their chainsaws buzz away the boughs of a nearby Norway spruce
as if they were nothing but an obstacle to progress, the Modern. Though I no neo-Luddite who wishes Berwick's reactors to blow,
I wonder what will happen when Great Niagara no longer churns 
and the thousand and one rivers of Quebec give up their ghost. 
But what their tribes lose, we gain: the power that turns on
the tanning lamps I help to make the powder for at Sylvania,
the bulb that brightens this desk, propels a poem beyond
where I am almost now. No more wick, the wax exhausted.

The above poem is best read in desktop and landscape on your browser of choice.

Today’s poem from one of three sites that share a poem each day is “Stony Sleep” by Dan Albergotti from The Poetry Daily.

Feel free to scroll back and read the other poems I’ve shared last week.

Today’s post is also part of The Sunday Salon, hosted by Deb Nance of the blog Readerbuzz.