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National Poetry Month 2016: April 18th, Stephanie Gray

Stuff I probably did and didn’t By Stephanie Gray After Tim Dlugos’ Things I Might Do I probably didn’t tell you that the last Line of your poem left me on a plane of Movement somewhere between the best of … Continue reading

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National Poetry Month 2016: April 17th, Billy Collins

Design By Billy Collins I pour a coating of salt on the table and make a circle in it with my finger. This is the cycle of life I say to no one. This is the wheel of fortune, the … Continue reading

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National Poetry Month 2016: April 16th, Ellen Bass

Relax By Ellen Bass Bad things are going to happen. Your tomatoes will grow a fungus and your cat will get run over. Someone will leave the bag with the ice cream melting in the car and throw your blue … Continue reading

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National Poetry Month 2016: April 15th, Margaret Avison

A Nameless One By Margaret Avison Hot in June a narrow winged long-elbowed-thread-legged living insect lived and died within the lodgers’ second-floor bathroom here. At six a.m. wafting ceilingward, no breeze but what it living made there; at noon standing … Continue reading

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National Poetry Month 2016: April 14th, Luz Machado

La Casa Por Dentro Luz Machado La casa necesita mis dos manos. Yo debo sostener su cal como mis huesos, su sal como mis gozos, su fábula en la noche y el sol ardiendo en mitad de su cuerpo. Deben … Continue reading

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National Poetry Month 2016: April 13th, Helen Hoyt

Park Going to Sleep By Helen Hoyt The shadows under the trees And in the vines by the boat-house Grow dark, And the lamps gleam softly. On the street, far off, The sound of the cars, rumbling, Moves drowsily. The … Continue reading

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National Poetry Month 2016: April 12th, Brenda Shaughnessy

Last Sleep Best Sleep By Brenda Shaughnessy Life, this charade of not-death. Amnesiac of our nights together, overheard talking in some other voice. The great fruits of my failure: silk milk pills with little bitter pits. Who talks like that? … Continue reading

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