Poem A Day – June 19, 2016
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Road Trip
Vijay Seshadri
I could complain. I’ve done it before.
I could explain. I could say, for instance, that
I’m sick of being slaughtered in my life’s ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – June 18, 2016
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The Bed on the Wall
Lauren Camp
After Robert Rauschenberg’s “Bed,”
oil and pencil markings on pillow, quilt, and sheet, 1955
So garish: the arc of his ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – June 17, 2016
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A Man Said to the Universe
Stephen Crane
A man said to the universe:
“Sir, I exist!”
“However,” replied the universe,
“The fact has not created ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – June 16, 2016
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Sitalkas
H.D.
Thou art come at length
More beautiful
Than any cool god
In a chamber under
Lycia’s far coast,
Than any high god
Who touches us not
Here in the seeded ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – June 15, 2016
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Boketto
Susan Rich
Outside my window it’s never the same –
some mornings jasmine slaps the house, some mornings sorrow.
There is a word I overheard today, meaning ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – June 14, 2016
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Go
Kathleen Ossip
It is a cube, it is red, it is mountainous,
it is a bird of fire, it is the bones of the pelvis, it is a walnut,
it is treasured. It is yellow Saturn wobbling ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – June 13, 2016
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Jim Limber the Adopted Mulatto Son of Jefferson Davis Visits His Adoptive Parents After the Wars
Shane McCrae
The man said I could see them if I wanted
He said America would ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – June 12, 2016
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Coffin Oseberg Covered Wagon for All Our Grievous Doings
Danielle Pafunda
What use in you you wrong wrought wood
what bevel escaped its key. A mandible
beyond its prey an ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – June 11, 2016
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Alphabet Street
Randall Mann
Prince Rogers Nelson, 1958-2016
“Adore” was my song
Back in ’87 –
Cool beans, I liked to say,
Desperately uncool.
Except ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – June 10, 2016
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On Imagination
Phillis Wheatley
Thy various works, imperial queen, we see,
How bright their forms! how deck’d with pomp by thee!
Thy wond’rous acts in beauteous ... Continue Reading →
