Poems
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National Poetry Month Day 27: “Aubade With Mosquito Bites” by Aimee Nezhukumatathil
Aubade With Mosquito Bites
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National Poetry Month Day 26: “but she wasn’t from my south” by Randall Horton
But She Wasn’t From My South i’ve been trying to recall nostalgia, how hidden within deep memory they call it saudade, its origin portugal, no i’ve never been lost to a lover, sadly misled, discarded,
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National Poetry Month Day 21: “Letters from Saint Francis” by Joshua Heineman
Letters from Saint Francis Flowers fill a wall three stories tall near the river, by the Parc du Champ de Mars& I’m there, eyes wide, mouth sharp, in another year, long from now, far far from here& old Paris seems…
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National Poetry Month Day 20: “Ruminations on cud from five of my fullest stomachs” by Matt Mauch
Ruminations on cud from five of my fullest stomachs
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National Poetry Month Day 19: “The Sturdiness” by Sina Queyras
The Sturdiness For a long time I was thinking that I had to do more. The way a dancer looks away from the camera. I want to be a direct leap, not a hesitation. I like the sturdiness of gladioli.…
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National Poetry Month Day 18: “b my apocalypse” by Laura Zaylea
b m y a p o c a l y p s e b m y a p o c a l y p s e
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National Poetry Month Day 17: “Brandon Bryant: MQ-1 Predator Sensor Operator” by Jill McDonough
Brandon Bryant: MQ-1 Predator Sensor Operator He lives in Montana now. Talks to German magazines, plus Canadian radio shows. He coaches soccer, still has to tell us everything. How it works, how many screens. How many fly one drone. Fourteen,…