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"Grief" by Barbara Crooker

is a river you wade in until you get to the other side.

But I am here, stuck in the middle, water parting

around my ankles, moving downstream… 128 more words


“Sometimes, I Am Startled Out of Myself,” by Barbara Crooker

like this morning, when the wild geese came squawking,
flapping their rusty hinges, and something about their trek
across the sky made me think about my life, the places… 157 more words


Ode to Chocolate by Barbara Crooker

I hate milk chocolate, don’t want clouds
of cream diluting the dark night sky,
don’t want pralines or raisins, rubble
in this smooth plateau. I like my coffee… 122 more words


Autumn 2018

Welcome to Autumn 2018

 Billy Collins, Barbara Crooker, Rosalind Brackenbury, Barbara Strang, Sandra Simpson, Angie Trudell Vasquez, Sarah Russell, Sophie Hannah and Jane Buxton all have poems appearing in our yellow autumn card. 44 more words


Dailies 1/23/18

Anaïs Duplan – Ode to the Happy Negro Hugging the Flag in Robert Colescott’s “George Washington Carver Crossing the Delaware”

I have waited all my life to find me find you… 142 more words

Poet Spotlight: Barbara Crooker

This is part of a series highlighting some of the poets anthologized in Poetry of Presence. We thank the poets for providing the material. Today we shine the spotlight on… 241 more words

Poet Spotlight


Praise the light of late November,
the thin sunlight that goes deep in the bones.
Praise the crows chattering in the oak trees;
though they are clothed in night, they do not… 256 more words