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Here is another poem by Ted Kooser, the U.S. Poet Laureate from 2004 to 2006. I love Ted’s simple take on Midwestern life. In just four lines, he’s able to paint an entire pastoral scene: a farmhouse before dawn, a tiny light from the stove showing through the window. I can almost feel the wintery cold from where I imagine I stand near the highway, looking toward the house and wondering who is up so early making coffee.

A Winter Morning
by Ted Kooser

A farmhouse window far back from the highway
speaks to the darkness in a small, sure voice.
Against this stillness, only a kettle’s whisper,
and against the starry cold, one small blue ring of flame.

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