By Heather Box I've been to what feels like too many whiskey-drenched nights, filled with shock, loud laughs, tears, subtle nods, and people collapsing in their grief. The way people work to create a silver lining so immediately after someone dies hurts so bad. In all the deaths I’ve seen, I have yet to find … Continue reading You Will Scream It At The Clouds If You Don’t Say It
Babe Without You Life Is So Blue
By H.L. Dowless Tears are rolling down my face,I simply don’t know what to do,My mind grasps not time nor space,Since I have no choice but to live without you.I well remember our walks through the park,I savor our picnics neath the weeping willow trees,I only want another pleasant stroll in the dark,Your beautiful face … Continue reading Babe Without You Life Is So Blue
Maine Sea
By Kelly Okoniewski My heartbeat follows the rhythm,Of the sound of the sea.Each wave a pulse of life,That is a part of me.Waves crash and smack the rock,Troubles in me stir.My turbulence manifest,With every roar and whir.Then the calmness of the tide,Brings peace to me.Everything else forgotten,Just me and the sea. Kelly Okoniewski is a … Continue reading Maine Sea
Foxes
By Alex Carrigan After Ada Limón It took me over three decadesto learn how bad a fox smells.My mother told me that onecame up to her backyard fencerecently while she was playingwith her dog in the yard. Her dog likes to press his one ear against the slats, chew a ball, then drop it down … Continue reading Foxes
Nomads
By Sara Kaufman What a privilege it is to see this world through the wonder of a poetand the wander of a nomadtraveling at thirty kilometers per secondaround the light of our worldIt all started with fissionsome call it fictionbut I once watched a heart split in twoAfter all we all grewfrom the same moleculesDo … Continue reading Nomads
Day 199
By Kathleen O'Brien I don’t want to change,Or rather I do.I want to go back.Before the multiple tests not explaining the fatigue,the fever.Before the bright redblood on the beautiful blue linoleum.Before the call to 911.Before the two youngmen in their crispuniforms, vital enough butwaiting for two moreto carry John down thenarrow stairs.He was a big … Continue reading Day 199
Taking a Break
By Vern Fein We all need a break.A break from working,a break from kids,from our partners, from school, from God even.You choose your break.But can a break, break you?A private, bored with the play, took a break to down a drink.Left Abe at intermissionunguarded for a bit.A novice telegraph operator took a walk under the … Continue reading Taking a Break
“B is for Bath” : An Alphabetical Retelling of the Bath School Massacre and its Legacy
By Abbey Toner A: Alphabet During elementary school, kids are aged 5-11. All elementary schoolers should, in theory, know how to read. They should learn the alphabet in preschool, at the ages of 3-4. In the 1920s, schools often combined all grades. During elementary school, kids would have been aged 5-14. Psychologists would say that … Continue reading “B is for Bath” : An Alphabetical Retelling of the Bath School Massacre and its Legacy
1952.07.10—1953.07.27
By Maoming Tu In autumn, the Prisoner of War Campis dry and quite cold, and its surroundings, without any plants, are dusty. When theautumn wind blows, it scatters dust onto prisoners' faces, making it difficult for us to open our eyes. All we learned in our home country is struggling—the only way we can return … Continue reading 1952.07.10—1953.07.27
Tupelo Press 30/30 Poetry Marathon Commentary Days 26-31
By Thomas Page For the month of January, I will be writing one poem in a "poetry marathon." The poems will be posted here: https://tupelopress.org/the-3030-project You may also find out more about the poets and their fundraising campaigns here: https://tupelopress.org/the-3030-poets. Thank you to my father and Jim Bates for donating to the campaign! If you … Continue reading Tupelo Press 30/30 Poetry Marathon Commentary Days 26-31
Academy of the Heart And Mind 