My poems podcast, Words by Winter, can be found here. Whenever I pass a baby on the sidewalk our eyes meet and hold. Babies turn their heads to keep holding that gaze, sometimes all the way to the end of the block. They want to examine me, so they do. This is what I most appreciate about … Continue reading Poem of the Week, by Laura Gilpin
My poems podcast, Words by Winter, can be found here. Here in my neighborhood, in the wake of another shooting of a Black man, choppers circle nightly, protests happen nightly, and stores and restaurants keep their window plywood boards on standby. Tension runs high. I scan the streets for cars and trucks with out of state plates … Continue reading Poem of the Week, by Langston Hughes
My poems podcast, Words by Winter, can be found here. The way my dog places his paws on my shoulders and looks into my eyes. That day last week when the rain blew in and the temperature dropped 29 degrees in twenty minutes. How coffee beans smell when they’re ground fresh at dawn. The way the man … Continue reading Poem of the Week, by Eileen Myles
My poems podcast, Words by Winter, can be found here. Hey Driz. Drizzle. Z’Drazzle. Drazzle. Draz. It’s been just over a week since we held hands in your living room and talked and laughed and cried. We both knew it would be our last conversation. Daisy the dog kept watch from the porch. I don’t know who … Continue reading Poem of the Week, by Philip Larkin
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