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a prose poem by ada limon

first lines from some rather old poems

The silence after the bullet is fired is a hollow thing. 

I want to be totally still now

this soul is not from here. this soul

A poem by Ester Lim

Try to live just for today.

Not engaging in ignorance is wisdom. Bodhidharma

There are three side effects of acid: enhanced long-term memory, decreased short-term memory, and I…

-from AUTUMN THOUGHTS

THE END 

The earth would die if the sun stopped kissing her Hafez 1310-1379 (it is believed)

Untitled poeman odd and somewhat mystical gate opened and...

IT’S POSSIBLE THAT WHILE WE WERE DREAMING 

THE SAD EMPTINESS 

THE ROMANCE

541 words on my practice of writing and editing poems.

THE BUS STOP IN THE HOT SUMMER SUN SEEMS EMPTY AND LONELY.

PATERNAL 

‘What We Wanted’

Nobody can be exactly like me. Even I have trouble doing it.

tRUMP won’t be happy until they’re putting the poor into the furnaces.

Trans/figuration a poem by Sanam Sheriff

OF COURSE, I WAS NEVER MEANT TO BE A WARRIOR.

POSHMARK, a poem by Erin Marie Lynch

“Are you the new person drawn toward me?”

Yusef Komunyakaa’s fine poem.

#Poetry from David Hernandez

Aperture, a poem by Elise Paschen

LET GO

I FIND THAT WHICH IS DIVINE EVERYWHERE.

GOOD NEWS ON YOUR DEATHBED.

BARTER 

Happy birthday to me - 69 years are complete.

LIVING; IT ISN’T SO BAD. 

ALONE DURING THE DESCENT TO THE LUNAR SURFACE. 

THE AGING POET TAKES STOCK OF THINGS AT SOME POINT.

WE TAKE STOCK OF THAT WHICH IS GOOD. 

REALLY, I AM NOT A CLOCK WATCHER. 

WAKING UP, I TAKE A QUICK INVENTORY.

IN MEMORY OF YOUR MEMORIES

WE CROSSED THE OLD BATTLEFIELD AT MIDNIGHT. 

I WOKE UP IN AMERICA AGAIN.

exhaled-spirals: « Dawn comes later and later now, and I, who only a month ago could sit with...

I DECIDED THAT I DO NOT RESPECT TEXT MESSAGES.

I THINK I WILL SET AN EXTRA PLACE AT THE TABLE FOR IMAGINARY VISITORS.

BEING BORN IS BUSY WORK INDEED.

Protester sings Rammstein’s DU HAST for 4 straight hours at the National Guard.

THE SECRET PSALMS OF JOBE

A DREAM, A PRAYER; THE SPACE BETWEEN THESE THINGS.

WHILE THE REST OF YOU WERE LEARNING TO LIVE NORMAL LIVES.

THEN WHAT? 

SUNSHINE AND EIGHTY DEGREES TODAY.

LOYALTY

My body, like my plans, are worn down, and are now as rounded as an old mountain top. I still have…

SILVER 

freedom

GABRIEL’S HORN

DREAMS CAN ONLY TAKE YOU SO FAR.

DEAR READER, 

Dog secrets. Earth secrets.

PRAY FOR US SINNERS, NOW, AND AT THE HOUR OF OUR DEATH. 

THE CELL I keep all of my poems locked in a room inside of my head; prisoners in a crowded cell….

‘just try to love someone’

I AM DREAMING THAT I AM A CARTOON MAN IN OUTER SPACE, and you are a comet that is kissed by the star…

LET THERE BE A RIVER

I slept well and was up at dawn, rested. I opened the curtains and looked out, waiting for a prayer…

GARDENING Look at you, White-haired and sweet In the garden, Pulling out weeds. Forty years? That…

THE WINTER POOLS The last pools of winter are splashing against the door. They gather like the…

MY FATHER’S COFFEE

HOPES AND TRUTHS I want the army to lay down the rifles and missiles and then dance to mad Cuban…

DREAMS BUZZ AROUND MY MIND LIKE BEES AROUND THEIR HIVE.

“the world required nothing in return”

You’re asking who knows the truth. 

Right now I’m having amnesia and deja vu at the same time… I think I’ve forgotten this…

Once, the instructions for living were much simpler.

“When I came up to bat with three men on and two outs in the ninth, I looked in the other team’s…