National Poetry Month

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.

Sweet Deal by Sam Barbee

Deities are nomads – clapping wanderers
spilling and spouting wisdoms
on slopes, in tents


until enough of us sanctify a place they can call home.
A cellar, a barn, church, temple or tabernacle –
out of the weather,


in from the hillside –
upgrade the boulder to ornate altar.
Polish the halo beneath a good roof.


But then they must come up with lessons and parables.
The pressure is on . . . make us believe
in fresh fables where ours are stale.


Keep true returners hungry for allegories, mild scolding.
Threaten malevolent blights and plagues.
In my eleventh hour.


I long for them to extol us,
and reward with more than sacred snacks –
restore with blessings and love.


A beneficial arrangement, and comfortable chair.
Gold and shekels in the plate.
Occasional myrrh.


Fried chicken in a basket. Socials. Folding money.
Seventh day adoration. Got it made . . .
plus two weeks off with praise.