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Poem of the Week: Jeff Rath

April 19, 2014

Poem of the Week: Jeff Rath

By Brian Fanelli

On This Side

Apr
19
2014
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On This Side

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Poem of the Week: Christine Gelineau

April 4, 2014

Poem of the Week: Christine Gelineau

By Brian Fanelli

Bliss

Apr
04
2014

Bliss

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Poem of the Week

March 28, 2014

Poem of the Week

By Dawn Leas

Prayer for Topaz, 1942 Dear God, Mom said you are busy and don’t have time to listen to a little 8-year-old Negro girl from North Carolina and her foolishness, like praying for a box of candy. That would be selfish. But if it’s really important she said, then I should take it to you in […]

Mar
28
2014
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Prayer for Topaz, 1942 Dear God, Mom said you are busy and don’t have time to listen to a little 8-year-old Negro girl from North Carolina and her foolishness, like praying for a box of candy. That would be selfish. But if it’s really important she said, then I should take it to you in […]

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Poem of the Week: Ned Balbo

March 21, 2014

Poem of the Week: Ned Balbo

By Dawn Leas

First Thaw

Mar
21
2014
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First Thaw

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Poem of the Week: Loren Kleinman

March 14, 2014

Poem of the Week: Loren Kleinman

By Dawn Leas

At Fifteen I measured time in cigarettes. Underneath the underpass I popped reds and dropped blues next to sucked off Popsicle sticks. I straddled the concrete curb and anointed the night with love. I was alive— snorting coke in abandoned homes where pigeon shit painted the floor white. I ripped off loose wood and climbed […]

Mar
14
2014
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At Fifteen I measured time in cigarettes. Underneath the underpass I popped reds and dropped blues next to sucked off Popsicle sticks. I straddled the concrete curb and anointed the night with love. I was alive— snorting coke in abandoned homes where pigeon shit painted the floor white. I ripped off loose wood and climbed […]

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Homer to Gluck: First Lines

February 3, 2014

Homer to Gluck: First Lines

By Sarah Foil

Our twitter and tumblr followers shared their favorite first lines of poetry.

Feb
03
2014
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Our twitter and tumblr followers shared their favorite first lines of poetry.

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“What Becomes of Us as We Read?”: Ashbery and Ethical Criticism

January 13, 2014

“What Becomes of Us as We Read?”: Ashbery and Ethical Criticism

By Andrew Field

What are some reasons why we read poetry? Why turn to a poem over a novel, a play, a philosophical treatise?

Jan
13
2014
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What are some reasons why we read poetry? Why turn to a poem over a novel, a play, a philosophical treatise?

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No Apocalypse by Monica Wendel

August 29, 2013

No Apocalypse by Monica Wendel

By Levi Rubeck

Gestures, grand and diminutive, poetic and otherwise, made with integrity.

Aug
29
2013
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Gestures, grand and diminutive, poetic and otherwise, made with integrity.

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Poetry Monk

October 3, 2012

Poetry Monk

By Joe Weil

Sometimes I no longer desire to teach the way I have been teaching–not because I am ungrateful, but because I wish to do a fair day’s work.

Oct
03
2012
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Sometimes I no longer desire to teach the way I have been teaching–not because I am ungrateful, but because I wish to do a fair day’s work.

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In a Dark Room: Jericho Brown

August 20, 2012

In a Dark Room: Jericho Brown

By Saeed Jones

They dream they are dreaming, and in that dream they never have to wake again.

Aug
20
2012
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They dream they are dreaming, and in that dream they never have to wake again.

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In a Dark Room: Jon Sands

August 13, 2012

In a Dark Room: Jon Sands

By Saeed Jones

My poems have roommates, and until two weeks ago, slept on a loft bed they bought in 2006 while still a paralegal.

Aug
13
2012
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My poems have roommates, and until two weeks ago, slept on a loft bed they bought in 2006 while still a paralegal.

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The Disappearing: Introduction

July 6, 2012

The Disappearing: Introduction

By Poetry Blog Editors

The Disappearing is a new app for iPhone, iPad and Android that (literally) explores poetry and place. Beginning with a collection of over 100 poems about Sydney, the app creates a poetic map charting traces, fragmentary histories, impressions and memories.

Jul
06
2012
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The Disappearing is a new app for iPhone, iPad and Android that (literally) explores poetry and place. Beginning with a collection of over 100 poems about Sydney, the app creates a poetic map charting traces, fragmentary histories, impressions and memories.

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THEthe Red Room Collaboration

May 15, 2012

THEthe Red Room Collaboration

By Poetry Blog Editors

THEthe Poetry and The Red Room Company are teaming up to share poems across the oceans.

May
15
2012
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THEthe Poetry and The Red Room Company are teaming up to share poems across the oceans.

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2011: End of the Year Poem & Book Roundup

December 29, 2011

2011: End of the Year Poem & Book Roundup

By Metta Sama

b bearhart, Alexander Long, and Jonterri Gadson name their favorite books and poems from the 2011.

Dec
29
2011
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b bearhart, Alexander Long, and Jonterri Gadson name their favorite books and poems from the 2011.

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Poetry Speaks with its Hands

December 7, 2011

Poetry Speaks with its Hands

By Joe Weil

My theory of narrative is that it is arc, gesture, syntactical force the most common of which is what we call a story, but not exclusive to story.

Dec
07
2011
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My theory of narrative is that it is arc, gesture, syntactical force the most common of which is what we call a story, but not exclusive to story.

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Didactic Sonnet

August 2, 2011

Didactic Sonnet

By Joe Weil

If Plato came back today and saw the workshop, craft obsessed nature of poetics, he’d give his approval, but not for reasons poets might like: Plato would approve because the stupidity of inspiration has been removed from the writing of poems.

Aug
02
2011
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If Plato came back today and saw the workshop, craft obsessed nature of poetics, he’d give his approval, but not for reasons poets might like: Plato would approve because the stupidity of inspiration has been removed from the writing of poems.

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