Welcome back to the Daily Poem. I'm David Kern, and today is Wednesday, November 4th, 2020.

It's been a few weeks since I have been here on the podcast, reading poetry to you, sharing some of my favorite poems with you.

I want to apologize for that. As Heidi mentioned in filling in for me, my wife and I have been working on opening a bookstore, and we're going to be opening the shop on November 18th.

So we have been hard at work in addition to having recently moved, raising our four children, and then doing my regular job at the Searcy Institute.

But I wanted to make sure to get some poetry to you.

And today, in my first episode back in a while, I want to share a new poem with you from one of my favorite poets.

That is Ted Cooser.

He has a new poem in the Hudson Review, which is a great journal.

It's called A Glint.

And I'm going to read that to you in just a moment.

You might remember that Ted Cooser is an American poet who was born in 1939.

He was the Poet Laureate Consultant in Poetry to the Library of Congress from 2004 to 2006,

and was one of the first poet laureates selected from the Great Plains era he lives in Nebraska.

Here is a glint.

I watched a glint. I watched a glint of morning sunlight climbing a thread of spider's silk in a gentle breeze. It shinnied up from the tip of a dewy stock of grass to an overhanging

branch, then disappeared into the leaves.

But soon another followed, and then another, glint after glint, and though they made no sound,

what I could see was music. Not melody, but one clear, shining note

plucked over and over

as if the sun were tuning the day,

then handing it to me

so I could be the one to play it.

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