The perennial force and freshness of this short poem, that first appeared in the 1798 collection ‘Lyrical Ballads’, reminds us of how William Wordsworth may have become a bit of a bore in his later years but once blew like … Continue reading →| David Sutton
These rather tart quatrains by the Austrian writer Ada Christen (1839-1901) may be seen as a useful corrective to last week’s piece by Heine and also as a reflection of the way in which mid-nineteenth century German literature was reacting … Continue reading →| David Sutton
This famous poem by the German poet Heinrich Heine, dealing with the hopeless love of a slave for a sultan’s daughter, first appeared in print in 1846 and was subsequently included in his 1851 coll…| David Sutton
Rawad Wehbe writes with an extended critique of the shallow representationalism and tokenization that have marked the orientation of leading Western media spaces towards Palestinian poetry. Rather than engaging with a flourishing new poetics and a rich tradition, establishment publications are all too ready to relegate diversity to one representative—Gazan poet Mosab Abu Toha being a notable example. The post The End of Palestine in English appeared first on Protean Magazine.| Protean Magazine
The MICASA Center and Puente project at El Camino College combined efforts to host the “Voces del Pueblo” open mic event Tuesday, Sept. 23. Students and faculty stood one-by-one mustering the courage to recite original poems, and pieces by famous Hispanic writers in Room 302 of the Communications Building. The event became an opportunity to...| El Camino College The Union
This piece is an attempt to render, in sensory fragments and poetic prose, the lived reality of someone navigating an altered state of consciousness. It is not framed through diagnosis or pathology, but through the textures of daily life: touch, repetition, rituals, voices, time. This is a world shaped by survival, by the sacred logic […] The post Measuring Time in Doing Things appeared first on Mad in the UK.| Mad in the UK
There is a fine line between self-emancipation and existential oblivion, as the life of Henry Grimes and the poems of SIGNS ALONG THE ROAD clearly illustrate. A master bassist who played with the likes of Sonny Rollins, Thelonious Monk and Gerry Mulligan, he also sent tremors through the free-jazz world with the definitive style of his bass work in pioneering ESP recordings by the Albert Ayler Group. And then came his free fall through the oft-cited but virtually nonexistent "social network."...| Listen & Be Heard Network
Today my students asked me how I wanted to die. They gave me options. The guillotine, drawn and quartered, broken on the wheel. We went back and forth. They told me, Bene mori est libenter mori. Th…| Rejection Letters
“Dust is something bad, something evil and wicked.” ~ Philip Pullman (His Dark Materials, 1995) DUST IF YOU MUST by Rose Milligan Dust if you must, but wouldn't it be better To paint a picture, or write a letter, Bake a cake, or plant a seed; Ponder the difference between want and need? Dust if … Continue reading to dust or not to dust| Jama's Alphabet Soup
art by Melanie Parke. Happy to share another insightful poem by California poet Lori Levy today. Last time she wrote about her love of eggplant, wanting to make it her special hobby. Now, what abou…| Jama's Alphabet Soup
Halloween is a great time to read spooky poetry. Here are some old and new Halloween poems to read by candlelight!| Spooky Isles
Some people shine by reflecting what they’ve been given, like mirrors, they take directions, resources, or energy and aim it well. These are the reliable implementers, the ones who keep the flow moving. But then there are those rare ones who glow in the dark. Their light is not borrowed. It’s created. They don’t just…| rochemamabolo
"The world already is no longer yours."| HILOBROW
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The dry days of August brought more changes to the meadow. The deer have flattened the crisp grass, and the dog sneezes on our berry-picking walks. My legs and arms are scratched bloody, but I have gallons of blackberries in my freezer for winter jam. August heat shimmersthrough hints of autumn coloras seasons transformmeadows sharpen […]| Myths of the Mirror
Through the dry days of July, my meadow never failed to enchant me. Green surrendered to purple, gold, and feathery seed. Blackberries started to ripen, and I nibbled on the little gifts despite their tartness. I love the way the evening sunlight slants through the leaves and across the grass. Light, the intensity and tone […]| Myths of the Mirror
I have a horse pasture, but no horses. Over the years, my neglect has transformed the pasture into a wild meadow, resplendent with life: oxeyes and blackberries, bees and dragonflies, moles and mice, song birds, the scat of coyote, deer, and elk. And a vast variety of grasses. I’ve taken daily walks through the June […]| Myths of the Mirror
The Holy Land Foundation was founded in 1989. Rooted in Palestinian self-determination, the charity provided an incredible amount of material support to Palestinian people, combating the brutality of life under occupation. Read more via Scalawag: Palestinian Political Prisoner Shukri Abu Baker's Poetry Book Debuts in Houston.| Scalawag
Aint Sh*t changed... so let's stop pretending that what is happening has not always been Read more via Scalawag: Ain't Sh*t Changed.| Scalawag
UNTIL TODAY1 All my poetry has been di- Agnostic: a [swamp of self-Deception] best described As [beautiful and ugly], withal IHave never written the word "Dys-Phoria," have not trekked its pinkPink [wound] about this [land-Scape of myself]. My [mind], a black Gash when called "[man]." A tradition, It is: my grandmother, committedTo [suicide], took her […] Read more via Scalawag: Until Today.| Scalawag
May 2024 We hot-wire our bodies, & tell the genocide it hasn't won. By god, it is wont to do, but by god, it won't! We twist ourselves into crazyeyed shapes of refusal. In these times, dance is a decision to move beyond survival. Dance arms the body to suffer the art of witness. Once, […] Read more via Scalawag: UPON LEARNING THAT PAPI JUICE JOINED THE PALESTINE ACADEMIC & CULTURAL BOYCOTT OF ISRAEL.| Scalawag
the scariest part, is always, in the beginningwhen we meet. & I'm six,which means, I'm four, and a boyslides down, our screen door, maskeda chin so sharp, it's familialwhy wouldn't I take it, as a threat, when he's hidingas Scream– a movie from whichin the beginning, the Black girl dies, publicly& it becomes, the sole […] Read more via Scalawag: All the ghosts got loose again.| Scalawag
Burial Clothes. Poem. Presented as part of Cumulative Realities, edited by Aurielle Marie. National Poetry Month, 2025.| Scalawag
Tears are the body’s way of relief More than we seem to ignore Then we tend to believe Like a chain that has loops Each of them has its own to explore And not to ignore| Mybookworld24
Want to get new excerpts, musings, and more from The Bibliophile right away? Sign up for our weekly online newsletter here! *** An interview with Robyn Sarah, author of We’re Somewhere Else Now […] The post The Bibliophile: Like working a piece of clay appeared first on Biblioasis.| Biblioasis
A new poem by Craig Raine| New Statesman
Today’s post is the 4th prompt in the Slide into Seasons Scavenger Hunt – Write a ZaniLa Rhyme using the theme of dormancy. An incomplete estivation sleep And into dreams I want to lean To slumber a bit, a nap to wit An oasis of sheets cool and clean I am forbade to my bed … Continue reading Looking Sleepy→| A Different Perspective
I’m starting this week with another Slide into Seasons Scavenger Hunt challenge. This is the 3rd – Write a Dizain describing your personal journey into the new season. As summer ends and fall begins I feel The chill creep in and ‘cross the meadow glides My heavy heart the notes of death knell peal For … Continue reading Looking at Summer’s End→| A Different Perspective
Today I’m tackling the second prompt in the Slide into Seasons Scavenger Hunt. This prompt is rather open since there are no restrictions on form, meter, rhyme, or even length. Just use the following words in a poetry form of your choice: apple(s), sunset, tiger, hammer. Breathe deeply The smoke from burning leaves Hammers on … Continue reading Looking at Memories→| A Different Perspective
This week Michelle Ayon Navajas (as the W3 Poet of the Week), has set the challenge to write a series of 5 Hay(na)ku with the theme of 5 different kinds of love. The Hay(na)ku is a form invented by Filipino poet Eileen Tabios as a version of haiku. This form is a single stanza of … Continue reading Looking at Kinds of Love→| A Different Perspective
This is the first day of the Slide into Seasons Scavenger Hunt. The first prompt is to write a poem inspired by leaves (dying ones or newly emerged). For bonus points use a Tanka to express your feelings about the leaves. Tenacious oak leaves Hold on even when death comes Grip in wind and ice … Continue reading Looking at Raking Leaves→| A Different Perspective
Saintvi decided that she was going to push me to write poetry on my days off. I used to post daily (back on Xanga) but after 10 years I went to the M-W-F schedule. Now she is posting on TACO Tuesda…| A Different Perspective
Every day is something different. An ever-changing kaleidoscope of colors| Poetry For Healing
Sometimes the best form of meditation is taking time to actually see and hear nature| Poetry For Healing
He loves me, he loves me not is how the saying goes. That is what we believed when we were young. With maturity comes wisdom and there is less need to play games because you just know.| Poetry For Healing
Today is the first Friday of a new month, October, and time for an Inklings challenge. I asked my writing group friends to exchange photos for an image poem. I invite you to participate in image poetry every Wednesday right here with This Photo Wants to be a Poem. My exchange partner was Heidi. She […]| Reflections on the Teche
Last week this lily appeared at my back door. I vaguely remember a neighbor giving me some bulbs, but I planted them ages ago. When I placed my Google lens on this flower, surprise lily came up as one of many names. It’s also known as spider lily and naked lady. Today in my poem […]| Reflections on the Teche
Today, I’m in love with a purple wild petuniapopping like a party balloonpresent and speakingpeace.Margaret Simon, draft Please join me in writing about what you love today. Leave a small poem in the comments and encourage other writers.| Reflections on the Teche
Anna Gasaway is clearly exasperated and frustrated with the dynamic she presents in this poem; the brilliance is in the accessibility of the examples she provides. Since a wide audience can have a varied level of exposure to all kinds…| Frontier Poetry
Often, I hear the gentle whisper of my inner voice. It guides me— when I am in doubt, when I feel scared, when my mind feels cluttered. … More Listening Beyond Fear| Void Thoughts
I’ve lost count of the poems I’ve written. I’ll say many, still not as many as I’d like to. Someday, perhaps. … More Someday, Perhaps| Void Thoughts
Featuring poetry by Holly Rene Hunter & Allegorical Drawings by Resa There is music. The cafe is filled with revellers. Their drunken laughter is loud, but the seasons slip away, and they need …| Art Gowns
Note: This is the first day of Sukkot, the Jewish harvest festival that includes reading Ecclesiastes/Kohelet, one of my favorite books of the Hebrew Bible. Before writing a new post about Ecclesiastes, I reviewed my earlier posts that referenced it. It turns out the following was drafted but never published. Kafka’s Parable (No answer to […]| Bob Schwartz
Hey, everyone. I’m excited to share some good news with you. My poem “The Daisy Ring” has been nominated for the 2026 Best of the Net Award. It’s an honor for me, and I’m so grateful to editor Michelle Navajas of Hotel by Masticadores for thinking highly enough of my poem to nominate it. What’s … Continue reading My Poem “The Daisy Ring” Nominated for 2026 Best of the Net Award| Silent Pariah
Greetings, folks. Gobblers by Masticadores has published the latest installment of my short haiku/senryu collections titled “A Few Haiku (21).” These small collections consist of six haiku and/or s…| Silent Pariah
Hello beautiful reader! As we move towards the colder months, I have been returning to our Winter 2025 issue, PRISM 63.1 SPELLS (sold-out). This was a very special issue for me, as the first issue I worked on as Poetry Editor. This poem, “Where you are not permitted to spread you must ascend” by Clare Bayard, is one of the most powerful pieces I’ve come across during my time at PRISM. It is a poem of witness: it speaks to a reality often erased. I hope it hits you as hard as it hit me. | PRISM international
Recently I found an online reader copy of a title called Summer Solstice Wish by Kate Allen Fox and Elisa Paganelli. They have a prequel or companion Winter Solstice Wish which I remember reading, but was not WOWed by it, but felt that it was enjoyable to read. However, I tried to read Summer, and could not finish it. Perhaps I was in the wrong mood for it. Perhaps I was not the reader for it. Perhaps I was thinking of Halloween and summer was […]| Cannonball Read 17
Barbed Wire Between Us by Mia Wenjen and illustrated by Violeta Encarnación was a WOW book. It was not necessarily the story itself (though that is pretty wild) it was the way it was formatted that really made it work for me. It is a fantastic circular story that shows how history can repeat. But not only that, the text is repeated. We start with a young girl who is behind a fence in the 1940s. How she gets there, the thoughts and feelings she […]| Cannonball Read 17
Free epub ebook download of the Standard Ebooks edition of Magnolia Leaves: A collection of poems by Mary Weston Fordham.| standardebooks.org
Esther Edith pulls a colorful collar tightly around her naked neck. Stepping sprightly and with a gritty gait, all night long Esther has been a weary wreck. Esther Edith’s focus is on dishonest dealings that she carefully and cautiously must now start to check. With targeted tenacity she’s been driven to make this tripled troubled […]| ladysighs
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Friends and lovers for you are at handBut the two you must not confuseYour special mate – may not be straightBe prepared to hear some news Frivolous feelings won’t be much helpFeather-brained will only do harmListen to your heart – when it says departThen find someone else to charm| ladysighs
Hassle and hoo-ha are in view todayDispute and discord lay aheadBe ready for friction – and much contradiction‘Twould be best if you just stayed in bed A run-in and rupture a riot and riftEverythin…| ladysighs
Excuse for a moment while I try to wrap my head around the fact that I just realized this is my 743rd blog post. Say, what?? When I began this blog in the summer of 2012, I was just trying to get my name out there and show folks what I did, and share a … Continue reading Poetry Friday: Celebrating 6 months of ‘Rainbows,’ Chappaqua, the NH Book Festival, AND the PF Roundup! (Whew!)| Radio, Rhythm & Rhyme
My return from summer hiatus has been a bit different from past seasons. Tomorrow, Sat., 9/27, 10a-4p! I tend to primarily share my own work with a few poems by others here and there; however, the …| Radio, Rhythm & Rhyme
In this poem, Mel Waldman considers life and its tribulations over coffee. The post Before Erev Yom Kippur appeared first on The Lehrhaus.| The Lehrhaus
And now for something completely different: Poetry. Yes, it’s a new endeavor for me, a craft I’ve only dabbled in (such as this silly piece for the Charlotte Observer). My poem “O…| M.C. Tuggle, Writer
As he began to write the manuscript that became his historical novel Brookhaven, author Glynn Young knew he would use a 19th century poet as a kind of infusion into the story. The post Poet Sidney Lanier and the Lost Cause appeared first on Tweetspeak Poetry.| Tweetspeak Poetry
Screenwriter and novelist A.J. Thibault waited a few decades until he published the poems and prose poems he wrote in college. The post Poets and Poems: A.J. Thibault and “We Lack a Word” appeared first on Tweetspeak Poetry.| Tweetspeak Poetry
In "Goat, Goddess, Moon," poet Catherine Strisik takes us on a poetic journey through family and personal history in Greece and Crete. The post Poets and Poems: Catherine Strisik and “Goat, Goddess, Moon” appeared first on Tweetspeak Poetry.| Tweetspeak Poetry
"The Presence of One Word: Poems" by Andrea Potos considers the things we retain in memory throughout our lives.| Tweetspeak Poetry
By E.A. Midnight we are sitting at the end of another pool / the soft space where a body slides into water / and i say that the act of uncovering / one’s skin / is not as simple as it might look / and you pull out your / combat tools / you are…| LIBRE
[Click to listen to a poem Malik has been working on] Assata said, “I’m tired of bulletins. I want bullets.” Assata said, “Tears fallen and bodies dropped, blood shed. Fuck the high road. When they go low, instead, knee ’em in the face, sprawl lower. Take their back, wrap the neck, fuck a tap out,… Continue reading After Assata| Malik Speaks!
BY HEATHER IRVINE Elizabethan houses and town halls may seem slightly out of place in China. But in 2017, construction began on a replica of a medieval English town in [ … ]|
The thoughts in my head don't let me sleep;They run so deep, That I begin to drown inside my mind Choking my sanity. I feel abandoned by others Yet it's my own mind abandoning me to stay sane. Then the miscommunication creeps in The craving for the external validation grows so strong that my sanity faints […]| Musings
The man looked at the sea searching its reflection while the sea looked at the man wishing it could stand still. The bird watched the others dreaming to fly with them while the others watched it longing for the moment's rest. The blood moon gazed at the sea, adoring its colour, forgetting the countless shades […]| Musings
● I thought that I won’t include this month as it was a pretty toxic month but I am sure I will be stronger ● I had sinus, breathing problems, congestion and fever due to the mold at my home so I had to leave it for a week atleast. ● Then I had typhoid. […]| Musings
I’m absolutely delighted to announce that five of my poems have just been published in Lothlorien Poetry Journal. Many thanks to Strider Marcus Jones for choosing them. You can read them here…| John Kenny
We forge ahead with scientific quests, but even zealous efforts hit a wall trying to make what nature most detests: nothing at all. It seems like such a little thing to do— removing every molecule. We find that though we displace almost all, a few remain behind. It takes attentive planning and robust equipment in a lab to do the chore of pumping vacuum pressure down to just a millitorr. The stalwart researcher persists and loses sleep, but can’t reach perfection—I’m afraid the univers...| IEEE Spectrum
This week I have two reviews- both of poetry books. One, by blogger, Dawn Pisturino and the other, by Vandana Bhasin, who co-authored a poetry book with me. I planned to write them together but once I wrote the review on Dawn’s book, I decided to keep them separate, as both are very different and […]| Eúnoia
Just a little note to say that my teensy, tiny poem ‘hope’ has just been published by Whispers & Echoes. You can read it here: https://whispersandechoesmag.home.blog/2025/09/29/hope-britta-benson/ Thanks!| Odds & Ends – Poetry Blog
Here’s my response to this week’s W3 poetry challenge, set by Jaideep Khanduja. You can find Jaideep’s prompt poem and guidelines here: I took liberties. Some. The poem just went …| Odds & Ends - Poetry Blog
I was reading Genesis but I kept imagining everything happening where I grew up, in my childhood home. When I reached the part about Lot and his daughters, I became fixated on them. I never finished reading Genesis. This poem came out of that.| Nightmare MagazineRSS - Nightmare Magazine
In many ways, this poem is about an excruciatingly difficult childhood, but it is also about my found family, about the people who have helped me realize that the past is something you can leave behind, that you can exorcise, put away because there are better things to do than stay haunted by the dark.| Nightmare MagazineRSS - Nightmare Magazine
Selma Martin is hosting Tanka Tuesday this week. She proposed to write a Haiku like Bashō. Following Bashō’s example, I wrote my haiku in s-l-s syllable counts rather than the English haiku of 5-7-5 syllable counts. Colleen Chesebro included an essay, “Why ‘No 5-7-5′” from National Haiku Writing Month. You’re invited to read here. outside the window leaves turn yellow| The Showers of Blessings
Cleaning my blog of broken links has turned out to be a huge project, but it’s very worthwhile. I’ve found poems I can use for my next anthology, short book lists, and fun pictures from…| Marsha Ingrao - Always Write
Time Passes, Love Remains by Bianca Alina I can’t recall how many days have gone by since that moment. It could be three days or possibly longer. I’ve lost track of time. Perhaps I’ve been sitting here, fingers poised over the keyboard and my gaze locked onto the immaculate blank page for an eternity. Time […]| Helping You To Succeed
The W3 prompt this week was given by our POW Michelle. She challenged us to write a Hay(na)ku Love Series for this week’s W3 hosted by David at the Skeptics Kaddish. Hay(na)ku Love Series 1. The Cr…| Helping You To Succeed
Rep by RepI grind.I tear.I lift through fire.Pause.Breath ragged.Steel waits.I hammer.I bleed.I spit in fatigue’s face.Pause.Eyes blur.Floor tilts.I press.I lift.I will not yield.Pause.Bar cold.Hands lock.I break pain.I break sleep.I break the voice that says stop.Pause.Heart pounds.Black creeps close.I rise.I set.I do not quit. Rep by Rep is a strength workout meets Garmin Connect meets Facebook … Continue reading Rep By Rep| Musings from a Stonehead
[silence]workgrindbreak.repeat.hoperots.nothingmeansanything.thenend.[silence]…[silence]godmyth.priestslie.prayerfails.faithrots.nothingwaits.[silence]…[silence]voteclown.spinscheme.breakpromise.lo…| Musings from a Stonehead
Late, the singular white lightshines We cusped the yellow edgeand she said, will you bring it closer?As if we were schoolchildren tying ropearound the moon and pulling it behind usfrom the backseat window We stoodThe light burned brighter — Diya Naik The post 11:31 first appeared on The New Journal.| The New Journal
Fifty years after the fall of Saigon, Dao Strom’s Tender Revolutions / Yellow Songs vibrates with the ramifications and ripples of Empire. A hybrid project comprised of writings, music, and visual ephemera, each of the four Yellow Songs books and the Tender Revolutions album reckon with the intimate consequences of the colonial project, reconfiguring them into complex and lucid, literal and figurative songs of selfhood. Embodied, critical, wholehearted, collective, personal, genre-def...| Listen & Be Heard Network
Dao Strom is a poet, musician, writer, and interdisciplinary artist who works with three “voices”—written, sung, visual—to explore hybridity and the intersection of personal and collective histories. She is the author/composer of several hybrid-literary works, including...| Listen & Be Heard Network
Announcing the winning poems from Tricycle’s monthly challenge The post Best of the Haiku Challenge (August 2025) appeared first on Tricycle: The Buddhist Review.| Tricycle: The Buddhist Review
US Poet Laureate Ada Limón discusses the transformative power of wonder and awe. The post Decentering the Self appeared first on Tricycle: The Buddhist Review.| Tricycle: The Buddhist Review
Laurie Anderson and friends perform at Giorno Poetry Systems in NYC. The post Live from the American Bardo appeared first on Tricycle: The Buddhist Review.| Tricycle: The Buddhist Review
Today I smile, my mind feels clear,a birthday filled with love and cheer,but just one year ago, the rain,from hurricane Helene brought pain. The winds were loud, the night was long,we stood so still, so firm, so strong,and now I see how far we’ve come,with light blue skies and warmer sun. Through every storm, we’ve... Continue Reading → The post Forever Grateful appeared first on Grace of the Sun.| Grace of the Sun
Morning hums in the gentle air,a rustic bed is waiting there.Warm sheets are rumpled, soft, and worn,a quiet space where dreams were born. Ornate lamps glow with amber light,a round mirror reflects the night.He lingers briefly, then he goes,a man released from workday woes. The door clicks shut, his steps are slow,the lake ahead begins... Continue Reading →| Grace of the Sun
Learn more about What I learned from dancing -- and join us this week here. Read this article and download our Free Resources at Nadia Colburn . %| Nadia Colburn
My dear friend, poet Maggie Watson is a treasure. One of the most unexpected joys in blogging comes from meeting dear ones all around the world. Talented Maggie delights me with good wishes and waves “across the pond” from Scotland and taught me about a treat I’d never heard of – jelly tots. But the […]| Victoria Ponders
October is I’m Just Me Because Month—a time to celebrate the things that make us unique. It felt like the perfect time to dust off the Where I’m From poem I started earlier this year but never finished. The post Where I’m From poem … Strong steeped tea appeared first on Boomer Eco Crusader.| Boomer Eco Crusader
If I could paint the colours of your eyes,I fantasise, I’d swim that depth of blueand what I wouldn’t doto bring the sparkle back when it has fled, to lift your heart when it’…| Experiments in Fiction
Solidarity has gained a reputation.It has become dangerous.It has forced us to take sides. Solidarity… The post A Case for Solidarity appeared first on RAIOT.| RAIOT
Two rounds! Two ways to play! Can you make the match? (Answers to both rounds at the bottom of the post) by Paige Vinten Taylor| Kite Tales
Beside Another Sea is a book of poems by award-winning poet, David Lythgoe. I purchased this book from the author on a writing retreat earlier this year and have now read all the poems. The poems are well-crafted and varied in style and subject matter. Many are about the North West of England or about … … Continue reading →| Sue's Trifles
Rebecca Cuningham has set a poetry challenge again this month. 1.The first stanza of four lines is the frustrating circumstance you find yourself in. 2. The second is the community response. 3. Thi…| Sue's Trifles
Ashley Wilson Getting out of bed, breathing oxygen, praying for relief, smiling away tears, forgiving an inch deeper, watching the moon disappear against a summer-blue sky. Kind of incredible, that those six things can happen before breakfast, while a fragile heart beats with impossible rhythm. Ashley Wilson is an undergraduate student at Brigham Young University […]| The Lit Nerds
