Poem of the Day: Julie Moulds

  AFTER READING RUMI   I say my prayers upside down, the wind blowing me like a clothespinned robe, my little bat hands curled together. I look for God in a school of fish. I look for God in Mammoth Cave. I look for God in an air balloon. If Jesus’ hot coal...

Poem of the Day: Cynthia Cruz

  HOTEL BERLIN   In the rooms of a rundown palace You said, Ruined. You said, Princess. You said nothing to me For three long weeks. The color of that room Is eel-black. When I was a girl and still German, I stood alone At the end of the sea. You may have...

Poem of the Day: William Stafford

  THE LITTLE GIRL BY THE FENCE AT SCHOOL   Grass that was moving found all shades of brown, moved them along, flowed autumn away galloping southward where summer had gone. And that was the morning someone’s heart stopped and all became still. A girl...