He Contained Multitudes | Daniel Klawitter

To whom it may concern I tender my resignation I will no longer fetch For though lashings Have lessened canines There is still bite In this old dog My shoes are hard And I shall dance for you No longer Whispers in the dark Will gain decibels in the light Your failed attempts To cut…

It’s National Poetry Month, and so many poets I know are churning out a poem-a-day. They are emailing and asking for prompts, for any ideas to trigger inspiration. I don’t have anything to offer them. I feel old, dried up. But every time I am asked, I think of this poem by the brilliant Dante…

I used to be a wrestler but only metaphorically, my first kiss was at nineteen and I’m ashamed there was too much chewing going on I’m not good at poetry but I write it anyway The post Little-Known Facts | Tempest Brew appeared first on Best Poetry. Go to Source Author: Best Poetry Online

  The Grande Dame   And I thought, clarity. I thought mark and force, I thought the green canopy. I thought you, out there pushing against the door- knobs as if that could make them turn, slamming your body against walls as if they would give in to your body, the one giving like the…

There is bearded me and skeptic me and nonchalant me usually, these all come out in winter like a bear warmer climates bring reflective me and shaven me and in-between me autumn brings solemn academic me reading me bookish chin-rubbing me. The post Bearded Me | JD DeHart appeared first on Best Poetry. Go to…