Poem of the Day
My Library
By Mosab Abu Toha
My books remain on the shelves as I left them last year
but all the words have died.
Poetry: 2020s
Apology tour.
By Douglas Kearney
I can’t but for doing,
I guess, put my eye
against crossing
“It’s the bullets what’s silver,
By Douglas Kearney
unprecious, as song to howl,
as captain to warlord, as wolf
to man, as the wolf in the man
from “Section of Adoring Nocturnes”
By Diana Garza Islas
Give me loops.
Give me turtles.
from The Odyssey, Book Five
By Homer
Hermes strapped the beautiful sandals onto his feet,
Immortal, made of gold, which bore him across the wet seas
And endless expanses of land as swift as the breath of the wind.
from “A Drop of Ink”
By Masaoka Shiki
spring water
in a large low bowl
the carps’ gills
The Channel
By Jana Prikryl
Humans are the animals
with speech who let all of his manuscripts
go poof.
Metropolitan
By Patty Nash
50. When your refrigerator breaks,
51. It’s good to have a job
Person Walking Backward
By Kim Hyesoon
Inside the head there lives a lonely dog
It is drooling spit
digging through a mountain pile of garbage
Life Poem 1
By Elisa Gabbert
three deer, large as memory objects.
They stood in a circle
as if they knew life was a game.