Poem A Day – July 9, 2016
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A Confession to a Friend in Trouble
Thomas Hardy
Your troubles shrink not, though I feel them less
Here, far away, than when I tarried near;
I even smile old smiles – ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – July 8, 2016
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Vapor
Martin Rock
Tonight I’m to occupy a single breath:
to let it slowly out as an open kettle might
release its steam, left long on the stove.
Eventually all substance ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – July 7, 2016
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Falling Peacock in Rainstorm at Night
Peg Boyers
My tail of colored feathers
hangs matted
closed behind me
It weighs me down
In this wet darkness
I can neither
dance nor ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – July 6, 2016
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Grief’s Weird Sister, Gratitude
Jennifer Michael Hecht
How to read a tome of Collected Poems?
Read one that pivotally changes you
and lose track of the page and title.
How ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – July 5, 2016
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Brilliant Juice
Todd Colby
It is the people who remember,
but when the people are gone
we won’t have anyone to remember.
People go to a lot of trouble
to make things ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – July 4, 2016
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I am reminded via email to resubmit my preferences for the schedule
Chen Chen
But really
I would prefer
to sit, drink water,
reread some Russians
a while longer
– ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – July 3, 2016
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Medusa
Louise Bogan
I had come to the house, in a cave of trees,
Facing a sheer sky.
Everything moved, – a bell hung ready to strike,
Sun and reflection wheeled by.
When ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – July 2, 2016
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Week-night Service
D.H. Lawrence
The five old bells
Are hurrying and eagerly calling,
Imploring, protesting
They know, but clamorously falling
Into gabbling incoherence, ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – July 1, 2016
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Breaking Spring
Matt Hart
seems like a good way to say
I spent all last week feeling helpless
and talking about it in terms of not being
Why can’t compassion change ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – June 27, 2016
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Coventry Lake
Bruce Cohen
My closest friend emigrated West, petrified
To hop a jet back home; I exist in an equally isolated
East where fish are oblivious to their own
Water, ... Continue Reading →
