Poetry
Inspired by Black History month, The Academy of American Poets worked with a variety of interested parties including teachers, publishers, booksellers, librarians, and of course poets to figure out the many ways poetry could be celebrated. They concluded April was a great month for the celebration, and on April 1, 1996, President Bill Clinton proclaimed April to be National Poetry Month.
Following the Academy’s lead, Writers’ Morning Out has posted a poem-a-day during April since WMO’s inception in 2010.
Read all the poems posted since 2010 on our old blog.
“Yellow” by Katelyn Vause
The color of my childhood was yellow. Pine pollen pooled like spilled paint in puddles, sprinkled across windshields and wide lawns. The heat
“Twin Fawns” by Judith Stanton
Two fawns barely old enough to graze slip inside the white taped fence from the shelter of the woods, their spots still bright, their
“Come Spring” by Patty Cole
I saw a Blue Jay fuss a black snake off its gnarled branch this morning. A fox stole away with one of our chickens
“Sonnet 1 ” by Linda Blotzer
I won’t forget the Red-winged Blackbirds’ song They sing, O Conk-er-ree O Conk-er-ree Return of Spring, they flock one million strong I never heard
“Benediction” by A. Kissel
Wise prophets these old trees, leaves like hands in prayer, shelter to birds and insects, all chirring in plainsong below. They call to every
“Fetch” by E.V. Noechel
The sour stinging smell of a new tennis ball. Acrid and headachy. Delicate with newborn fuzz. I toss, you retrieve, dog of my dad