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we live by the urgent wave of the verse
Hope Chest, Maggie Smith
so now I take it back. Dearly
I take myself back.
so now I take it back. Dearly
I take myself back.
December 14, 2025 at 3:09 AM
Hope Chest, Maggie Smith
so now I take it back. Dearly
I take myself back.
so now I take it back. Dearly
I take myself back.
Robert Hayden
What did I know, what did I know
of love's austere and lonely offices?
What did I know, what did I know
of love's austere and lonely offices?
November 22, 2025 at 8:40 PM
Robert Hayden
What did I know, what did I know
of love's austere and lonely offices?
What did I know, what did I know
of love's austere and lonely offices?
Charles Bukowski
there is a light somewhere.
it may not be much light but
it beats the darkness.
there is a light somewhere.
it may not be much light but
it beats the darkness.
The laughing heart (Tom Waits reads a Charles Bukowski poem)
YouTube video by KingstonHomeless
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November 8, 2025 at 4:06 AM
Charles Bukowski
there is a light somewhere.
it may not be much light but
it beats the darkness.
there is a light somewhere.
it may not be much light but
it beats the darkness.
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let's ALL celebrate #smallpoemsunday today with Kate Hall's FIRST PUBLICATION!
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November 2, 2025 at 5:58 PM
let's ALL celebrate #smallpoemsunday today with Kate Hall's FIRST PUBLICATION!
https://www.havehashad.com/rjn3l
https://www.havehashad.com/rjn3l
Reading this on a Saturday morning
just today,
not yet—
just today,
not yet—
Say Uncle, by Kay Ryan
#smallpoemsunday
#smallpoemsunday
November 1, 2025 at 5:39 PM
Reading this on a Saturday morning
just today,
not yet—
just today,
not yet—
Anne Carson, On Hedonism
October 17, 2025 at 2:01 AM
Anne Carson, On Hedonism
Sci-fi, by Tracy K. Smith
[...] Weightless, unhinged,
Eons from even our own moon, we'll drift
In the haze of space, which will be, once
And for all, scrutable and safe.
[...] Weightless, unhinged,
Eons from even our own moon, we'll drift
In the haze of space, which will be, once
And for all, scrutable and safe.
September 28, 2025 at 5:32 PM
Sci-fi, by Tracy K. Smith
[...] Weightless, unhinged,
Eons from even our own moon, we'll drift
In the haze of space, which will be, once
And for all, scrutable and safe.
[...] Weightless, unhinged,
Eons from even our own moon, we'll drift
In the haze of space, which will be, once
And for all, scrutable and safe.
Ash, by Tracy K. Smith
September 27, 2025 at 9:44 PM
Ash, by Tracy K. Smith
Blandeur, by Kay Ryan
September 21, 2025 at 1:55 AM
Blandeur, by Kay Ryan
Kenneth Rexroth
"The future is long gone by
And the past will never happen
We have only this
Our one forever"
"The future is long gone by
And the past will never happen
We have only this
Our one forever"
September 4, 2025 at 11:26 PM
Kenneth Rexroth
"The future is long gone by
And the past will never happen
We have only this
Our one forever"
"The future is long gone by
And the past will never happen
We have only this
Our one forever"
Maggie Nelson
"tell me
which green porch is home."
"tell me
which green porch is home."
September 3, 2025 at 1:32 AM
Maggie Nelson
"tell me
which green porch is home."
"tell me
which green porch is home."
Franz Wright
"It's unendurable, unendurable."
"It's unendurable, unendurable."
August 30, 2025 at 1:21 AM
Franz Wright
"It's unendurable, unendurable."
"It's unendurable, unendurable."
