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    • Poem of the Day
      By Ted Kooser
      The gravel road rides with a slow gallop
      over the fields, the telephone lines
      streaming behind, its billow of dust
      full of the sparks of redwing blackbirds.

      On either side, those dear old ladies,
      the loosening barns, their little windows
      dulled by cataracts of hay and...

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      From Audio Poem of the Day April 2024

      By Erik Tschekunow

    • poem
      By Ariana Brown
      while visiting Templo Mayor in Mexico City, I reckon:

      walking the same land Cortés did/walked/tried to own.

      in the shadow of his Cathedral,
      I shudder.
      Templo Mayor is now a museum.
      are there

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      Appeared in Poetry Magazine Poem

      By David Shapiro
      The trees have sex,
      Teach,
      Focus.
      Tohu Bohu
      Chaos in a green light.
      Alone again.
      How alone I twist
      at the end of thought
      when illness is forgot
      and the speaker


      is punched on the bark
      on the soft models.
      The old abbot looked at us and laughed.
      He loved electronic gadgets for...

    • poem

      Appeared in Poetry Magazine Poem

      By Lucie Thésée
      Handsome, like those foam-topped tidal waves breaking high, in little crystal globes.
      Handsome, like the breeze that lifts a little tuft of tulle. If tulle were life.
      Handsome, like a frozen face, tear-tracked, when the sun hammers down.
      Handsome. Like fire.
      Handsome, like the...

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      Appeared in Poetry Magazine poem

      By Mansi Dahal
      every time i read a poem and it’s not about dashain
      barely seeds begin to sprout in my gut.

      lemon green. what makes a heart
      angry? swollen veins stretch

      in aama’s thighs. the heels of her palms push
      the sticky dough into rasbari. feeding

      a goat...

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