the farmer wakes up earlyhe eats his breakfast late the morning spilling likebroken egg yolk over the hills in the barn, his dirt bike sitsunder a brown canvas tarp it hasn’t run in a coon’s agethe exhaust full of chicken feathers he’s traded in the open roadfor the neat pattern of a garden the smell…

The earth is the Lord’s,though we’ve borrowed it –like younger siblingscarelessly takingthis and that,returning brokenwonders,hopingHe won’t noticethe shrunken forestsand the once Yellow River,the exhausted air,the blood-stained livestock,and our unmistakable signatureover what was onceBangladesh. Featured Download: If you would like a resource to help you write poetry like “Lent,” CLICK HERE.

Last night’s dinner encruststhe gray enamel plates. The stickypaste of gnocchi hardened on the surface like gum that’s beenthere for months. The dishessing out in an orchestra of you’re an idiot and why didn’t you do this sooner? A ballad of you’re such a  procrastinator from the moundsof unwashed laundry, the pile of whining textbooks,…

I imagine his book of poetry to be blue—Cover blue, spine blue, pages, poems, blueMe, blue him to make blue That he exists bluely and glued To the notion of me praying for more poems To arrive from his side of life to my sad here. His signature is missing where signs speak Of the…

Apollo slouches in his pewtired from the touch of familiar strangerswho bring apple cake and baked hamlike it’s medicine to the broken hearted the body lays in the dusty fields of early summerworking tirelessly with tractor and disc harrow spitting up the earthteeth eating, not only dirt, but quiet fleshwithout warning, there is a blood…

I wonderif it countsas prayer –what I breathe out,call out,when we’re both/and,when, with my tongue,I write Godinto the sacred lack of spacebetweenus,into the almostness,the now-delight.God! enfleshedGod! spirited MoverGod! the Father and the Mother and the ChildGod! You with your senseless generosity!Your lavish liberality! You-to-whom-all-flesh-shallcome. Featured Download: If you would like a resource to help you…

Your silver gaze captivatesme. One moment, a lightgray. The next a vibrant cobalt, as potent as your prodigious emotion.Oh, I was going to kiss you. Oh. Tentative lips meet,only brushing the surface,leaving want in the air. 付き合いたい。 My hands on the wheel,my heart beating hard justbeing next to you. Your deep voice rings out. I’ve…

Nanny says No,Am I a billy goat?But I prey,I don’t pray. Nanny says No,Am I her quote? Featured Download: If you would like a resource to help you write poetry like “NO,” CLICK HERE.

We think / we’re much older now, / but we’re not. Whisper sweet nothings / while our tongues flick, / flick in our ears. Ask: What happens when you say it / out loud? Say: I want you to know / something. Ask: Is that love? / Say: I want you to feel / a…

was long but less so each time my mind traces back over it The icy ridgeline, the way the water rushes out without first thinking Each dog that passed through the muddied snowthinking it was an elk   I am that onewho pauses in the pathway of growing moss, touching lichen withtwo fingers and calling a…