Poem of the Day
Yellow Striped Pajamas
By Shamsher Bahadur Singh
walking silently on his paws, he emerges from the semidarkness and disappears into it.
Poetry: A-C
Now See
By Rae Armantrout
Don’t worry.
We have armies
of showrunners
Probe
By Rae Armantrout
No lie!
Need input!
Not ghosting you!
The
By Rae Armantrout
Let Scott equal “I.”
Scott says, “I
asked my team
to pull your records.”
The Hedge
By Rae Armantrout
Unlikely,
the homelife
of water
The News
By Rae Armantrout
We wanted to tell someone everything
(or everyone something)—
how large and limp
the leaves were
in the half-sun,
but what is “half-sun,”
finally?
Touched
By Rae Armantrout
More than a fistful
of stubby green fingers
pushing up through gravel.
With Us
By Rae Armantrout
With us, it’s about
choices.
How many kinds
Four Poems
By Simon Armitage
Because of your own natural sense of death,
death's stench in the fur, in the follicles, sweat glands,
death in the roots of the teeth, it's right
A Ubiquity of Sparrows
By Craig Arnold
Amateur
By Craig Arnold
His interest in blades of any cut
is purely amateur, he tells me. But