This blog is devoted to a select group of poets. We're starting with poets from the Ann Arbor area, but, hey, if you're from Detroit, Grand Rapids, Saginaw or the Upper Peninsula, then that is okay, too. We've even been so generous to accept poets from other parts of the USA and the entire country of Canada!
Our goal is to provide you with a prompt every day from which you are to garner inspiration and submit a poem. How to submit will be very easy. Just put your poem or short story in the comments section and hit post. You may not immediately see your post, but it is there under the "Comments" section. You may need to click on "Comments" to see your poem. It is there on another page.
Our goal is to provide you with a prompt every day from which you are to garner inspiration and submit a poem. How to submit will be very easy. Just put your poem or short story in the comments section and hit post. You may not immediately see your post, but it is there under the "Comments" section. You may need to click on "Comments" to see your poem. It is there on another page.
You may need to have a Gmail or Yahoo or AOL account to post in the comments section. Most of you do have Gmail or Yahoo or AOL, but for those of you that don't, it's extremely worthwhile to open up one of these email accounts now! This way you've got a chance to get your work out there in the world.
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ReplyDeleteIt's Working!
ReplyDeleteThis is my sixth anti-depressant in three years
My psychiatrist keeps prescribing them
One after another
Each drug a little different than the last
But only in the bad side effects
Good side effects don't monkey bar their way
Into my serotonin, norpinephrine, and dopamine
I'm not lucky in neurotransmitters
We're hopeful, still!
I tell him on this medication
I hate people less
I still hate them
But I don't feel that urge to beat them up
Or run them over
Or spit in their coffee
Or sign them up for porno
Or light a candle at the altar of malevolence
Cursing them and their children
And those yet not born
"I think this is a good drug for you," he says
"I think we might have a winner."
Catherine Powers
Copyright 2014
April 25, 2014
PROMETHEUS AND ATLAS
ReplyDeleteAT THE TYPEWRITER
The words of this poem
strain and groan,
doing their best to carry the full weight
of the implications I want the reader to draw
Neo-colonialism,
forced assimilation,
and postmodern deconstruction of classical texts
have left us with nowhere to turn for direction
except traffic lights and advertising
neither of which can be relied upon
in a real emergency
Without a steady and regular supply of electricity,
only poems like this one stand between us
and complete and utter chaos
Why can't you see that?
Maybe I need bigger words, weightier words,
words that have been peer-reviewed and cross-checked
by double-blind studies, all variables defined
and controlled
absolutely controlled
Or, maybe I should expect a little less
from 26 simple characters
Mike Fedel
April 2014