Monday, 31 May 2010

a line
of coffee cups
on the snow wall
between my house and the neighbor's


Chen-ou Liu
Poetry in the Moment

Sunday, 30 May 2010

Saturday, 29 May 2010

cicada shell
swaying from an apple branch
morning of the funeral


Andrea Vlahakis
Andrea Vlahakis

Friday, 28 May 2010

The car has a spongy suspension and a Scorpio
air freshener that smells like Mexican
hair products



Thursday, 27 May 2010

Wednesday, 26 May 2010

Mighty winds put things on tilt. Those things fall faster than you think.


Gary Dubola Memi

Tuesday, 25 May 2010

Arriving at Paddington Station:
the big metal womb; the girders
hold the groans of thousands poured into London.


Matthew Friday
Matthew Friday

Monday, 24 May 2010

we peel pears
on the back steps
hands swarm with bees


T.D. Ingraham
T.D. Ingraham - Haiku

Sunday, 23 May 2010

Saturday, 22 May 2010

they dance in the cool
afternoon St. Augustine
barefoot girls!


J. Bruce Fuller
J. Bruce Fuller

Friday, 21 May 2010


She took off his belt. They woke the neighbors. He took her off. Billy was fighting dragons when the wind came in the front door.


Parker Tettleton
August Light

Thursday, 20 May 2010

A fatigued dusk:
the sun draws the quilted sky
for a blanket and
turns its back
on the blue.


Tom Rendell

Wednesday, 19 May 2010


Slick humpback passing
now through Aleutian winter low.
Leaving Dutch Harbor.


Tom Chapman

Tuesday, 18 May 2010

hands unburdened,
her limber body bows.
sprinkled from the watering pot,
a subtle grace spills forward
as she forms a larger shadow.


Jade Zirino

Monday, 17 May 2010

broadsheet newspaper. spread like a table cloth. laid in preparation for a feast of words


- the sound of splinters -

Sunday, 16 May 2010

Male Blackbird,
beak full of dried leaves and moss,
ready for the year’s big DIY job.


Caroline M Davies
Advancing Poetry

Saturday, 15 May 2010


It was in Cairo,
where I took the last chair
in a crowded waiting room,
that a stranger offered
his seat to my husband.
Please, he said, sit
beside your paradise.


Tamra Hays
Laughing Dove Poetry

Friday, 14 May 2010

eyeing the scrape on her knee,
unable to explain how
the last duckling in the flock died


Stacey Wilson
mother sparrow poetry

Thursday, 13 May 2010

•A flash of yellow
•Among the sticky lime leaves
•The Goldcrest attacks


Margybargy verses

Wednesday, 12 May 2010

she fell
the cadence of her life / interrupted
by a soft-sliding


Angie Werren
"woman, ask the question"

Tuesday, 11 May 2010


green leaves on a blue pond
float in golden sun
as red birds softly sing


rob kistner
Image & Verse

Monday, 10 May 2010

in Toronto
the meeting place
I've nothing to do --
one, two, three
tourists pass me by


(Note: The origin of the name "Toronto" comes from the Huron word toran-ten, which literally means meeting place)


Chen-ou Liu
Stay Drunk on Writing

Sunday, 9 May 2010

sparrow's nest in the birch
thunderstorm, gale, blizzard
sparrow's nest in the birch


Andrea Vlahakis
Andrea Vlahakis

Saturday, 8 May 2010

The last pour
brings the roiling head foaming to the top of the glass where it poises,



Friday, 7 May 2010

i live in one of those home made terrariums
on my kitchen sill where i'm growing and no one else is

see that's the thing about depression...

hopefully something like
eggplant parmesan for dinner


Joseph D. Reich

Thursday, 6 May 2010


He would love her if he told her like he used to all hours of the day when he was six inches from her face or three hundred and fifty odd miles away in an apartment he shared with some letters and photographs from when she was in Spain the summer he made the promise he now calls a lie.


Parker Tettleton
August Light

Wednesday, 5 May 2010

Today, I resisted
biscuits with my tea;
there's no limit to
what I can accomplish!


Gareth Trew
C'est tellement mystérieux, le pays des larmes!

Tuesday, 4 May 2010

All trains were cancelled except one.
It pulled through & arrived at the vast station,
breaking the March sun at the entrance
of the tunnel like a devious God.


Tammy Ho Lai-Ming
my etcetera

Monday, 3 May 2010

when will I ever learn
love, delicate and new
like snow melts away


Melanie Bishop
Cassiopeia Rises

Sunday, 2 May 2010

Tonight                                 the yard
moon-shot white

Oh to be a tree             picked clean


Martin Cockroft

Saturday, 1 May 2010


Ten thousand bluefin
longlined...cut up...swallowed.
Pacific twilight.


Tom Chapman