National Poetry Month Day 26: “The Great Blue Heron of Dunbar Road” by Ada Limón
The Great Blue Heron of Dunbar Road That we might walk out into the woods together, and afterwards make toast in our sock feet, still damp from the fern’s wet…
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National Poetry Month Day 25: “Poem For Her In Time” by Christian Anton Gerard
Poem For Her In Time –After Her and Wallace Stevens I. Thirteen days. This morning I counted, read Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird.
National Poetry Month Day 24: “Imagénes” by Juan Sánchez Peláez, translated by Guillermo Parra
Imágenes I Tú, que asímismo en la copa de tu verbo desbordas el líquido. Yo, que despeño tu grito
National Poetry Month Day 23: “Pre-Need” by Stacey Lynn Brown
Pre-Need In the same cemetery where Uncle Remus lies, my father’s crypt awaits, his mother,
National Poetry Month Day 22: “The Limit” by Adam McGovern
The Limit “I don’t see them,” I saidwhen my mom told me men were landing on the moonbut I wasn’t surprised they were, and why would I be,I was expecting…
National Poetry Month Day 20: “Conflict Tourism” by Erika Meitner
Conflict Tourism Belfast, NI People here think my accent is charming because America is young. Today at the Friday bakery
National Poetry Month Day 19: 3 Poems by Amy Newman
While John Berryman Crosses The Washington Avenue Bridge 6 January 1972 While John Berryman crosses the Washington Avenue Bridge,
National Poetry Month Day 18: “Instantaneous Letter Writer” by Sandra Beasley
Instantaneous Letter Writer After the others go to bed, my lamp the only light for six miles,
National Poetry Month Day 17: “Apollinaire in Iowa” by Hai-Dang Phan
Apollinaire in Iowa After “Les Colchiques” The prairie is poisonous but pretty in autumn
National Poetry Month Day 16: “Post-Apocalypse (With HGTV Magazine)” by Jeannine Hall Gailey
Post-Apocalypse (with HGTV Magazine)
National Poetry Month Day 15: “All the Unemployed Artists I Know Have iPhones” by Daniel Khalastchi
All the Unemployed Artists I Know Have iPhones: We walked to the sea with a bucket and a hand rake. We dug out our kidneys, put them in the bucket,…
National Poetry Month Day 14: “Matthew 5:4” by Ruben Quesada
Matthew 5:4 Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted. Take me. Take this. My wasted life and all its bliss—the sea of your waking body