March 21st marks the 16th anniversary of World Poetry Day. First observed in 2000, World Poetry Day is an initiative to celebrate poetry as an art form and a cultural phenomena. If you’re thinking poetry isn’t your thing or it’s a waste of time, I have a few words for you: you are a poem and poetry pays.
Girly, resist the mold shock and resuscitate the steel she society shunned: flee script.
Breathing outside the glass, hands outstretched, hands reaching: to our daughters rising stronger women.
here I am, my eyelids weigh, drag me down. . . the hours the hours the hours I have slept… Read more am I here?
You scan a catalogue and find options. I wake up the neighbors knocking on doors. You know all the inside scoops. I dive into trial… Read more permeable
It’s not about you. It’s about me, always. This is me: hopelessly lost, hopelessly self-consumed in irrational ideas about how if… Read more self-effaced
It’s the third week into National Poetry Month, and I don’t have much to show other than a couple of… Read more 1,000 miles: step 63|musings
What would you tell God, she asks What would you tell God if you were at Heaven’s doorsteps? for all… Read more What would you tell God, she asks
On still nights I can hear the wind in solitude breathing, roaming in habitual journey. It goes through cycles with… Read more On still nights I can hear
Oh, no, words are not stable. in a fleeing flutter, they can easily pass me by. When they settle, it’s at their own… Read more Words are not stable