Poet of the Day – Ann Howells

National Poetry Month April 20, 2020 Ann Howells Bigotry   falls, a gentle snow upon young shoulders, persistent wind chime tinkling the ear. It turns off lamps, turns up heat, so subtle it goes unnoticed. It falls like crumbs from Mama’s apron, spills in ashes from Dad’s pipe. Like asbestos in the ceiling, lead in […]

Poet of the Day – Joanne Esser

National Poetry Month April 7, 2020 Joanne Esser WHERE LOVE RESIDES   They fall into exhaustion rather than into gentle sleep,             each limb heavy with the ash of its bonfires burned completely down,                         not curled but sprawled, claiming all the space of their bed,   Two bodies that attempted fusion. Both strained to push into […]