As we enter a new year, it’s worth remembering the many reasons why this is a special place to be alive.
Bats can hear shapes.
Plants can eat light.
Bees can dance maps.
We can hold all these ideas at once and feel both heavy and weightless with the absurd beauty of it all.
Happy Spring! May it be filled with flowers, poetry, and sunshine.
✨Happy World Poetry Day ✨
jan 10, 2022
annotating poetry and journaling, what else is new? also, i am immensely enjoying my current reads and coffee to keep me warm.
“some nights you are the lighthouse / some nights the sea”
— Ocean Vuong, from ‘My Father Writes From Prison’, Night Sky With Exit Wounds
ALTmy poem which is out in impossible archetype today
To celebrate National Poetry Month I wanted some collections by voices that are familiar to me.
Post-internet poetry outfit SPAM is currently open for submissions!
my grandma has this 115 year old picture book, and apparently in 1907 they would just let you publish anything
