Academy of American Poets
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Academy of American Poets
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Poem-a-Day, #NationalPoetryMonth & more, celebrating 90 years as the nation's leading champion of poets, poetry, and the work of poetry organizations.
New York, NY Katılım Temmuz 2007
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Have you listened to “Honeycrisp” by January Gill O’Neil on our daily #PoemADay podcast?
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How long were my ancient days?
I no longer care to count.
I no longer care to measure.
How bitter was the bread of bitterness?
I no longer care to recall.
—Khaled Mattawa
poets.org/poem/now-we-ha…
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Poetry & the Creative Mind returns April 28. Register early—this event fills up quickly.
A virtual benefit reading celebrating the 30th anniversary of National Poetry Month.
Free with registration: bit.ly/4ly8HQu
#NationalPoetryMonth

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All Thought emits a Throw of the Dice
—Stéphane Mallarmé, born #OTD in 1842
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Have you listened to “1985” by Vincent Rendoni on our daily #PoemADay podcast?
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The wind will die down when I say so;
the leaden and lessening light on
the current.
Then the moon will rise
like the word reconciliation,
like Walt Whitman examining the tear on a dead face.
—Franz Wright, born #OTD in 1953
poets.org/poem/wheeling-…
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Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That’s all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh.
—W. B. Yeats
poets.org/poem/drinking-…
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Have you listened to “Poem Beginning in Berlin, Ending in Boston, and Bookended by Rilke” by Tiana Clark on our daily #PoemADay podcast?
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from “Poem Beginning in Berlin, Ending in Boston, and Bookended by Rilke” by Tiana Clark
#PoemADay

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Dear Saint Patrick, this is Peggy,
Or maybe it’s Pegeen to you,
Well, I’m really Stella Mae.
Peggy’s my nickname,
But anyway, will you please tell me
What to do about the rattlesnake
That’s in my room?
—Ai
poets.org/poem/motherhoo…
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National Poetry Month is next month! For 30 years, readers, teachers, poets, students, and communities across the United States have celebrated April with poems, events, and new voices. Explore ways to join in: bit.ly/4sOvlXi

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Some bad whiskey
I drink by myself
just like you
when this wind
blows as it does
in the delta
where a lost hearing aid
can be taken
for a grub worm
when the black constellations
make you swim backwards
in circles of blood
—Frank Stanford
poets.org/poem/cotton-yo…
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Have you listened to “[And isn’t everything risk?]” by Gregory Orr on our daily #PoemADay podcast?
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César Vallejo is dead. Everyone beat him
although he never does anything to them;
they beat him hard with a stick and hard also
with a rope. These are the witnesses:
the Thursdays, and the bones of my arms,
the solitude, and the rain, and the roads. . .
—César Vallejo, born #OTD in 1892
poets.org/poem/black-sto…
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Poet, Decide! I am lonely with questions.
What is snow? What isn’t?
Do you see how it is for me.
—Brenda Shaughnessy
poets.org/poem/why-color…
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