In celebration of National Poetry Month we are posting a poem a day. Today’s poem is a great example of why we look for your submisions. We learn of poets we might not otherwise know. Annie LaVigne sent in this poem by Turkish poet Melih Cevdet Anday. If you have a favorite poem (or two) send it along to frank@mytownmatters.com.

Our Table by Melih Cevdet Anday

On the way back from the funeral cocks were crowing
Upon the April soil of an empty afternoon.

The sky, like a small morning-glory,
Suddenly faced us. We went into a tavern.

Our table gave little crackling sounds,
The tree remembering it had been alive.