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Did you participate in National Poetry Month?  Did you write a lot of bad poems this April  and now have two pretty good ones?  Send them to us and we’ll read them on the show!

Can you identify the original poem that inspired the summary?

Click on the answer for more information, or you can nod you head and say, oh yes, I remember that poem from the sixth grade.

Happy Poetry Month!

Sugar Statue, Poetry Month, Howl, GinsbergHere is the final set of Summaries:

  • Polar Bear – Frigidaire – Pizza Night
  • Everybody Sings about America
  • Running Naked thru SF – Bad Idea
  • “Can you
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Chicago and Poetry MonthI love celebrating National Poetry Month in April. Just as November is given over to furiously writing that crappy first novel draft, April cedes to all things Poetry. In service of poetry and of having more fun with poems, I crafted somewhat snarky one line descriptions of famous poems.

Can you identify the original poem that inspired the summary?

Click on the answer for more information, or you can nod you head and say, oh yes, I remember that poem from the sixth grade.

Happy Poetry Month and look for a couple more opportunities to identify more poems!

The Summaries:… Read more

It’s the last week of National Poetry Month.

In honor of that, here is a poem I wrote using the idea of creating a poem a day during the month of April:

I see American driving
And what I assume
you shall assume,
And at midnight
when the sky is dark and the night is filled with rain
I assume
you
shall
stay on your side
of the double yellow line

Have you written your poem for National Poetry Month yet?… Read more

In honor of the first day of National Poetry month, I have, yes, a poem.

I’m still messy and ignoring details
regardless of where God is located.
I still have a vote without every bit
of salient information
I’  still move through the world
as if I own it
as if it’s mine.
but it’s borrowed really.

I’m still not working hard enough
the house is not clean enough
I don’t love enough
I still don’t know what the hell
enough looks like.
I don’t know if I have ever
held enough in my hands

I still carefully anticipate  outside … Read more

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