“Why would what died once keep on dying off / Over & over like a seam in an old velvet coat?” — Lucie Brock-BroidoRelated posts: I Know You Think I’ve Forgotten by Jane Hirshfield Radio by Mark Kirschen My death is not a song by Mohammed Moussa| Read A Little Poetry
“What am I missing? I ask / patting my chest / pocket. // and I am missing everything living / that won’t come with me / into this sunny afternoon” — Max RitvoRelated posts: Leaving the House by Yanyi Autumn Day by Rainer Maria Rilke On the Motion of Animals by Camille Rankine| Read A Little Poetry
“one who has been inclined to fall / and one who raises himself” — Tadeusz RóżewiczRelated posts: from More or Less Love Poems by Diane di Prima [You darkness, that I come from,] by Rainer Maria Rilke How Wonderful by Tadeusz Różewicz| Read A Little Poetry
“There’s a dream I have in which I love the world.” — Cameron Awkward-RichRelated posts: Leaf by Seán Hewitt So Much Happiness by Naomi Shihab Nye The More Loving One by W. H. Auden| Read A Little Poetry
“by the way thank You for / keeping Your face hidden, I / can hardly bear the beauty of this world.” — Franz WrightRelated posts: The Poem by Franz Wright Fire by Robert Creeley The Falling by Jane Hirshfield| Read A Little Poetry
“It’s terrorism when you’re forbidden to speak yr language / paddled for it, made to run a hundred laps in the snow / in your thin & holey sneakers.” — Diane di PrimaRelated posts: There You Are by Victoria Adukwei Bulley Conversation by Ai Wish by Caitlin Doyle| Read A Little Poetry
“maybe there is soul under everything, / even when we strike rock first.” — Irène MathieuRelated posts: Sentences Toward Birds by Robert Grenier [You darkness, that I come from,] by Rainer Maria Rilke Prayer Bones by Ian William Douglas| Read A Little Poetry
“She only / buries their bodies, their wings. / She packs the dirt tight around / their noodle necks & they shake / like long eyelashes in a hurricane.” — Ben DollerRelated posts: Wings of Return by Don Mee Choi Wish by Caitlin Doyle Styrofoam Cup by Brenda Hillman| Read A Little Poetry
“thou unravished unbride / unthou unbride” — Brenda HillmanRelated posts: You, who carry daylight on your face by Major Jackson Wish by Caitlin Doyle Raising a Humid Flag by Thylias Moss| Read A Little Poetry
“The grief remains but is changed by / what it is covered with. A picture of / oblivion is not the same as oblivion.” — Victoria Chang| Read A Little Poetry
Our tenderness might be exactly what's needed right now| Read A Little Poetry
“Never mind / that the bruise from such a severance / might not heal.” — Luisa A. Igloria| Read A Little Poetry
“when you put your hand / on my thigh it was like i knew for the first time / why god gave us thighs. why god gave us hands.” — José Olivarez| Read A Little Poetry
“it's summer again and the undulant rows / of banners break my heart every time” — Oliver de la Paz| Read A Little Poetry