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Thursday, Aug. 14, 2014 12:01 am
we climbed a stony path to our snugcottage my granddaughter and meI walked with decorated polestheir tips blunted our hosts’ cottagewas below they raised their shadesto show us they were up we raise...
Monday, Aug. 11, 2014 10:28 am
Springfield’s Thao Le ventured out to Three Sisters Park in Chillicothe this weekend to the 311 concert. Formed in the ’90s, the five-member alternative rock band is wrapping up their summe...
Thursday, Aug. 7, 2014 12:01 am
 vermontpoem #38first night here 2:30 a.m. terrible crying strange not an owl could it be a dog trapped somewhere in the woods no not a dog it’s like nothing I’ve ever heard but what to do I...
Thursday, July 31, 2014 12:01 am
a tiny lavender blossomfive petals fringed leafon the path to the shorea moment of happiness...
Monday, July 28, 2014 08:44 am
This is Kevin Stein. Who is Kevin Stein? He is the Illinois Poet Laureate, and has been since 2003. Stein teaches English at Bradley University.So why I am telling you about Kevin Stein? Bec...
Thursday, July 17, 2014 12:01 am
I weep a littlethis first night heregiving this place upwhere I’ve been comingsummers for sixty yearsthe colorful poetry wallin the bathroom blaketolkien le guin tennysonmy own kids’ writingsthe l...
Thursday, July 10, 2014 12:01 am
 phish poem #1well odd things happen I am at a phish concert in saratoga springs not exactly atmore beside in my car but I can hear the throbbing drums sometimes a wail of a vocalist the crowd’...
Thursday, June 19, 2014 12:01 am
the woman ahead of me in thecheckout line paid for her groceriesin quarters the cashier made manylittle stacks and checked them againand again to be sure there were fourin each the woman was more defi...
Friday, June 13, 2014 08:19 am

A poem by Hugh Moore

 FULL MOON: CORN MOON It hears a root make movement in the soil, words that leaves make when the wind comes strong and sudden. Reads that map the shadows trace to show where...
Thursday, June 5, 2014 12:01 am
 dialoguepoem #4“We were just married,” Harlan the herdsman told me, “and we’d moved into the apartment over the milkhouse. They were butchering. Grampa Dougan climbed the stairs, knocked...

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