Here’s To The End Of This Chapter by Danielle Doby To all the late nights, early mornings, learnings gained and experiences shared. Here’s to the hardships that became our teachers. To the heaviness that taught us how to rise again. And to the people who would stop their world to sit and celebrate our presence.Continue reading “April 23rd, 2021 – National Poetry Month”
Remember by Joy Harjo
Hurling Crowbirds at Mockingbars by Buddy Wakefield
Pass On by Michael Lee
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In Summer Time by Paul Laurence Dunbar When summer time has come, and all The world is in the magic thrall Of perfumed airs that lull each sense To fits of drowsy indolence; When skies are deepest blue above, And flow’rs aflush, –then most I love To start, while early dews are damp, And wendContinue reading “April 19th, 2021 – National Poetry Month”
Superbly Situated by Robert Hershon you politely ask me not to die and i promise not to right from the beginning—a relationship based on good sense and thoughtfulness in little things i would like to be loved for such simple attainments as breathing regularly and not falling down too often or because my eyes are brown or my fatherContinue reading “April 18th, 2021 – National Poetry Month”
A Litany for Survival by Audre Lorde For those of us who live at the shorelinestanding upon the constant edges of decisioncrucial and alonefor those of us who cannot indulgethe passing dreams of choicewho love in doorways coming and goingin the hours between dawnslooking inward and outwardat once before and afterseeking a now that canContinue reading “April 17th, 2021 – National Poetry Month”
There Are Birds Here by Jamaal May For Detroit There are birds here,so many birds hereis what I was trying to saywhen they said those birds were metaphorsfor what is trappedbetween buildingsand buildings. No.The birds are hereto root around for breadthe girl’s hands tearand toss like confetti. No,I don’t mean the bread is torn likeContinue reading “April 16th, 2021 – National Poetry Month”
Summer Stars by Carl Sandburg Bend low again, night of summer stars. So near you are, sky of summer stars, So near, a long-arm man can pick off stars, Pick off what he wants in the sky bowl, So near you are, summer stars, So near, strumming, strumming, So lazy and hum-strumming.