For summer travels, from poetryfoundation.org.
from Summer / by Ronald Johnson
As the morning advanced the sun became bright and warm, cloudless, calm, serene.
21st-Century Poetry
DPF / Mark
For sleep and red stoves, from The Babies.
from Osip Zoo / by Sabrina Orah Mark
There are those for whom Osip Zoo does, and then there are the rest of us.
DPF / Tate
For poetry, from poetryfoundation.org.
from Poem to Some of my Recent Poems / by James Tate
you owe your beauty to your mother, who
resembled a cyclindrical corned beef
with all the trimmings
DPF / Woodson
For the day and for those missing it, from poetryfoundation.org.
from flag / by Jacqueline Woodson
and once offstage, we run free, sing
‘America the Beautiful’ and ‘The Star-Spangled Banner’
far away from our families—knowing every word
DPF / Koertge
For anyone who needs reassurance that the future probably won’t be like this, from Rattle, Summer 2016.
from Dear Citizen / by Ron Koertge
The letter you received last Tuesday, the one with
the official seal, was not meant for you. We hope
you have not read it.
DPF / Collins
For our daughter’s 15th birthday today, from The Art of Drowning.
from On Turning Ten / by Billy Collins
You tell me it is too early to be looking back,
but that is because you have forgotten
the perfect simplicity of being one
and the beautiful complexity introduced by two.
But I can lie on my bed and remember every digit.
At four I was an Arabian wizard.
I could make myself invisible
by drinking a glass of milk a certain way.
At seven I was a soldier, at nine a prince.
DPF / Collins
For moon rocks and Cork, from horoscopes for the dead.
from Memento Mori / by Billy Collins
It doesn’t take much to remind me
what a mayfly I am,
what a soap bubble floating over the children’s party.
DPF / Chen
For whatever the weather we’ll weather it whether it’s stormy or sun, from The Best American Poetry 2015, edited by Sherman Alexis, series editor David Lehman.
from for i will do/undo what was done/undone to me / by Chen Chen
i pledge allegiance to the weather
report that promises more snow, plus freezing rain.
though i would minus the plural & plus the multitude
of messages pressed muddy into the perfectly
mutable snow
DPF / Taylor
For Day 26, from Knopf Poem-a-Day and Monster Verse.
from The Visitor / by Tess Taylor
It is not trapped: It cannot be let
out.
DPF / Kocot
For Day 12 of National Poetry Month from one UF alumna to another and from her book, The Bigger World.
from Love Story / by Noelle Kocot
‘Let’s live in a blue house together,
Have blue house children, and
Live under the fragile still-
Life of the stars.’
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