Poem A Day – Oct. 24, 2015
Tender Buttons [Suppose An Eyes]
Gertrude Stein
Suppose it is within a gate which open is open at the hour of closing summer that is to
say it is so.
All the seats are needing blackening. ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Oct. 22, 2015
Last Advice
Jeffrey Harrison
The night before my father died
I dreamed he was back home,
and I in my old room
on the third floor, and he
was calling up to me
from the bottom of the ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Oct. 21, 2015
Prayer
David Tomas Martinez
I must
not succeed.
Success is the mind-killer.
Success
is the little-death
that brings total
obliteration. I will face
my success. I will
permit it to pass
over ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Oct. 20, 2015
Haunted Sonnet
Hoa Nguyen
Haunt lonely and find when you lose your shadow
secretive house centipede on the old window
You pronounce Erinys as “Air-n-ease”
Alecto: the angry ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Oct. 17, 2015
The Universe
Joshua Henry Jones Jr.
Count o’er the million leagues from here to yonder star.
On then. On to the next count of a million more.
Sum up the myriad gleams that light ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Oct. 16, 2015
Ode to an Encyclopedia
James Arthur
O hefty hardcover on the built-in shelf in my parents’ living room,
O authority stamped on linen paper, molted from your dust jacket,
Questing ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Oct. 15, 2015
Portrait of A.
Tung-Hui Hu
If they don’t see happiness in the picture at least
they’ll see the black. – Chris Marker
A magnolia tree in full bloom, X-
rayed by a streetlamp,
pressed ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Oct. 14, 2015
Deer Ode, Tangled & Horned
Marcus Wicker
Always the sun first
then the doe sunning, the stag
running toward the doe, wherein
this ramshackle causality
a taste for flesh buds
at ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Oct. 13, 2015
the night begins with sugar
Natasha Saje
Salt Lake City
here in our state of yes and smug
crystalline over mountains and horizon melt
such pretty clouds such drifting light
who is it ... Continue Reading →
Poem A Day – Oct. 12, 2015
On Speaking Quietly with My Brother
Jay Deshpande
You who threw the rock at the back of my head
as hard as you could at four because you thought
this was how to make a stone skip on ... Continue Reading →
