Poem of the Day: Linda Gregg

HARD SEASON Already the spring lilacs are failing, in pieces and chunks, the way rust ruins metal everywhere. It doesn’t take much of that before she begins not to care. Which makes her want to rip the flawed flowers maliciously from the bushes, seeing how wind...

In Honor of Marni Ludwig: Five Poems

It came to my attention last night via social media that Marni Ludwig, poet of New Issues Poetry & Prose and Poetry Society of America, has passed away. She leaves behind her chapbook, Little Box of Cotton and Lightning, her full-length collection, Pinwheel, and...

Reading David Dodd Lee

Happy Sunday, all! As fellow readers, book lovers, and writers, I know you have authors and books in your back pocket that you find yourself returning to from time to time. Maybe it’s an annual thing, maybe it’s when you’re having a rough time, or are in a creative...

Poem of the Day: Ada Limón

  Help me turn my mind off. Help me be more than a song. The stress like a crow’s open flame. Help me to not give up on forgiveness. The work has become too wild here. Help me. Help me— (Days like today, poetry reminds me to live.)   INSTRUCTIONS...