Coffee and Irony
My grandfather’s afraid of fortune and sails the world
In his handkerchief
He waves to the bottles in the sea
And reads their messages
The trenches are overflowing… 43 more words
3 days, 18 hours
To celebrate his just-announced Pulitzer win, a poem from Vijay Seshadri!
We hold it against you that you survived.
People better than you are dead, 89 more words
4 days, 20 hours
You are the start of the weekor the end of it, and accordingto The Beatles you creep inlike a nun. You’re the second… 106 more words
Little just-begun, dough rising,
sparrow northward, kicker south.
Lentil to grapefruit, you sleep-step sidewise,
turnover, pop-up, tongue in the mouth.
-Rachel Richardson, Cellpoems
1 week, 3 days
“I am saltwater and undercurrents
and not nearly oceanic enough.
I break on these cliff-faces like waves
but I bend where the water would roar. 141 more words
1 week, 5 days
Gulls sensing the fisherman
fish from the nets.
This is how I mourned you.
Swimming to the cave, letting the birds
-Lisa Hiton, Cellpoems
2 weeks, 1 day
Have you followed me on Soundcloud? I’ve begun a process of reading favorite poems (mostly from contemporary poets) there. Recently I did a reading of Ilya Kaminsky, whom I had the great honor of seeing in person at a reading in LA. 50 more words
2 weeks, 2 days