30 Poems in 30 Days

30 Poems in 30 Days
NaPoWriMo
A Project for National Poetry Writing Month

Monday, April 23, 2018

Day 23 – Sound


Heard

what is your executive confidence?
improperly dispensing meds?
quite a striking collision I would say
the only thing I can think of is
he's laughing at you ya damned
boy scout all the things could be worse

Day 22 – Impossible Things

The Sun

The sun can't rise in the west
except on Saturdays in space
one of many
impossible
things

Day 21 – Narkissos


Little White Flower

in love with your whiteness and yellow
center in love with love with the face
of yourself with your whiteness with
what keeps you safe your whiteness


Day 20 – Rebellion


Little Rebellions Everywhere

in the bloom as it pushes out splitting sepals
in the persistence of moss
the heron gliding just above the lake
an armadillo digging
my cranky knee
bending


Thursday, April 19, 2018

Day 19 -- Erasure



Road Trip

what Memphis?        swamp vibe
almost got a job
second-runner        up a whole
state    away      practically
Mississippi           but not
quite           oh   Tennessee
eastern hills
                monied middle
King Cotton’s
          flood plain    of the west
music in you        dark
lonesome

Day 18 -- Revision as Call and Response

*The prompt for today is to take a published poem, and line by line from the bottom up, write a line in response, "revising" the original work, seeing it anew. The effort feels like call & response, and the original poem floats beneath the new, making a palimpsest. I chose to work with a few verses of Sonia Sanchez's "Haiku and Tanka for Harriet Tubman", which appears in the April issue of Poetry.


her legs catch light
they bridge and lift you
a golden hope away

unbound dark a shield
pressing, pressing
out, out

free rain
free air
on your skin

our own way
curved, arched
spinning our power








Tuesday, April 17, 2018

Day 17 -- Story from the Past

What We Lost

The palace, never truly ours, burned.
Cave-homes collapsed, and all
the cottages crumbled. We lived
outdoors after that, in small grey
tents near what was left of the water.