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Please forgive the delay in publishing this month's issue on the Poetry Foundation website while it undergoes some updates.
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How easily you held
my hand
beside the low tide
of the world.
—June Jordan, selected by #PoemOfTheDay guest editor Sarah Ruhl. bit.ly/4bMlPvP
How to bear the weight, with every
flake of bone pressed in. Then, how to bear when
the weight is gone, the way a woman
whose neck has been coiled with brass
can no longer hold it up alone.
—Ellen Bass with our #PoemOfTheDay .
CW: graphic imagery bit.ly/3XbfBRs
On the latest episode of #PoetryOffTheShelf , Elisa Gonzalez speaks with host Helena de Groot on bisexuality, humor, and working in finance.
Listen here: bit.ly/4cwOPYv
The Poetry Foundation honors the Chicago Poetry Center’s (Chicago Poetry Center) 50th anniversary with an exhibition of archival materials, a documentary film premiere, and live readings and performances from CPC poets.
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All day long my heart trembles like a leaf.
All alone at midnight, where did that beloved go?
Go to the road, and ask any passing traveler —
That soul-stirring companion, where did he go?
—Rumi, trans. by Brad Gooch and Maryam Mortaz. #PoemOfTheDay bit.ly/3V3ZeU8
Words are an illusion
are vibrations of air
Fabricating senselessness
He has shattered gates
thrown open to himself.
—Happy birthday to Susan Howe, who was born #OnThisDay in 1937. 🎂 bit.ly/4dYEy8S
My hell is no worse than yours
though you pass among the flowers and speak
with the spirits above earth.
—H.D. selected by #PoemOfTheDay guest editor Sarah Ruhl. bit.ly/453Yao7
On the day I set out on the climb,
grief saddled in my back like a bag of marbles,
my breath like clouds hanging on the low peaks of a mountain,
on the day I set out.
—Clifton Gachagua with the #PoemOfTheDay . bit.ly/4e1rHTb
Sometimes now, we dream our way back to the heron dance.
Their long wings are bending the air
into circles through which they fall.
—Happy birthday to Louise Erdrich, who was born #OnThisDay 70 years ago. 🎂
bit.ly/3wVrOPw
And he said: you pretty full of yourself ain’t chu
so she replied: show me someone not full of herself
and i’ll show you a hungry person.
—Happy birthday to Nikki Giovanni! 🎉 #PoemOfTheDay . bit.ly/3X88DfY