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Featured Poem: Abandoned Homestead in Watauga County
by Shannon Fox
By Ron Rash All that once was is this, shattered glass, a rot of tin and wood, the hum of limp-legged wasps that ascend like mote swirls in the heatlight. Out front a cherry tree buckles in fruit, harvested by yellow jackets and starlings, the wind, the rain, and the sun. via PoetryFoundation.org
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Featured Poem: The New Colossus
by Shannon Fox
In celebration of the 4th of July, a poem about America: By Emma Lazarus Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame, With conquering limbs astride from land to land; Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand Glows world-wide welcome; her mild … Read More Featured Poem: The New Colossus
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Featured Poem: Crosscurrent
by Shannon Fox
By M.L. Smoker The first harvest of wheat in flatlands along the Milk startled me into thoughts of you and this place we both remember and also forget as home. Maybe it was the familiarity or maybe it was my own need to ask if you have ever regretted leaving. What bends, what gives? And have you ever missed this wind?—it has now grown … Read More Featured Poem: Crosscurrent
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Featured Poem: Losses
by Shannon Fox
By Wesley McNair It must be difficult for God, listening to our voices come up through his floor of cloud to tell Him what’s been taken away: Lord, I’ve lost my dog, my period, my hair, all my money. What can He say, given we’re so incomplete we can’t stop being surprised by our condition, while He is completeness itself? Or is God more … Read More Featured Poem: Losses
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Featured Poem: Culture and the Universe
by Shannon Fox
By Simon J. Ortiz Two nights ago in the canyon darkness, only the half-moon and stars, only mere men. Prayer, faith, love, existence. We are measured by vastness beyond ourselves. Dark is light. Stone is rising. I don’t know if humankind understands culture: the act of being human is not easy knowledge. With painted wooden sticks and feathers, we journey into the canyon … Read More Featured Poem: Culture and the Universe
Featured Poem: Nothing is Far
by Shannon Fox
By Robert Francis Though I have never caught the word Of God from any calling bird, I hear all that the ancients heard. Though I have seen no deity Enter or leave a twilit tree, I see all that the seers see. A common stone can still reveal Something not stone, not seen, yet real. What may a common stone conceal? Nothing is far … Read More Featured Poem: Nothing is Far
Featured Poem: Remember
by Shannon Fox
By Joy Harjo Remember the sky that you were born under, know each of the star’s stories. Remember the moon, know who she is. Remember the sun’s birth at dawn, that is the strongest point of time. Remember sundown and the giving away to night. Remember your birth, how your mother struggled to give you form and breath. You are evidence of her life, … Read More Featured Poem: Remember
Featured Poem: Winter Branches
by Shannon Fox
By Margaret Widdemer When winter-time grows weary, I lift my eyes on high And see the black trees standing, stripped clear against the sky; They stand there very silent, with the cold flushed sky behind, The little twigs flare beautiful and restful and kind; Clear-cut and certain they rise, with summer past, For all that trees can ever learn they know now, at last; … Read More Featured Poem: Winter Branches
The Sun and Her Flowers
by Shannon Fox
By Rupi Kaur From Rupi Kaur, the #1 New York Times bestselling author of milk and honey, comes her long-awaited second collection of poetry. A vibrant and transcendent journey about growth and healing. Ancestry and honoring one’s roots. Expatriation and rising up to find a home within yourself. Divided into five chapters and illustrated by Kaur, the sun and her flowers is a journey of wilting, falling, rooting, … Read More The Sun and Her Flowers
Featured Poem: A Little Closer Though, If You Can, for What Got Lost Here
by Shannon Fox
By Carl Phillips Other than that, all was still — a quiet so quiet that, as if silence were a kind of spell, and words the way to break it, they began speaking. They spoke of many things: sunset as a raft leaving the water in braids behind it; detachment, the soul, obedience; swans rowing at nightfall across a sky … Read More Featured Poem: A Little Closer Though, If You Can, for What Got Lost Here
Featured Poem: Ghosts
by Shannon Fox
By Kiki Petrosino Some ghosts are my mothers neither angry nor kind their hair blooming from silk kerchiefs. Not queens, but ghosts who hum down the hall on their curved fins sad as seahorses. Not all ghosts are mothers. I’ve counted them as I walk the beach. Some are herons wearing the moonrise like lace. Not lonely, but ghostly. They stalk the low tide … Read More Featured Poem: Ghosts
Featured Poem: Halloween
by Shannon Fox
By Arthur Peterson Out I went into the meadow, Where the moon was shining brightly, And the oak-tree’s lengthening shadows On the sloping sward did lean; For I longed to see the goblins, And the dainty-footed fairies, And the gnomes, who dwell in caverns, But come forth on Halloween. “All the spirits, good and evil, Fay and pixie, witch and wizard, On this night … Read More Featured Poem: Halloween
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