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The Poem of the Month: February
What was the Poem of the Month for February? Come see what you voted to the top.
Choose the Poem of the Month
Looking for the best poem? It might be a matter of the heart. Help us choose the poem of the month!
A Poem a Day: Beautiful and Convenient
Best poem a day! Daily inbox delivery, Monday through Friday. Monthly themes, beautiful art. Discover established and emerging poets.
The Poem of the Month: January
Wherein we reveal the poem of the month. You picked it. We’re unveiling it.
Choose the Poem of the Month
It’s time to sleuth the poem of the month! Which poems were most loved in January? You can help us know.
Operation Poetry Dare: What a Poetry Buddy Is For
When we dared poetry-avoidant Nancy Franson to read a poem a day, we arranged for her to have a Poetry Buddy to read along and ask questions. Today Megan Willome shares her side of the Poetry Dare.
Top Ten Poems from Every Day Poems
Every weekday morning, we send a carefully-chosen poem, along with beautiful artwork, out to eagerly awaiting inboxes around the world. Here are our top recent Every Day Poems.
Hand-Selected Poem a Day, Just $5.99
Read a poem a day. With Every Day Poems, you get a year of happy mornings for just $5.99.
New Year’s: Resolutions Poem
A resolutions poem from Anne M. Doe Overstreet for the New Year.
Make it a Poetry Holiday
At Tweetspeak Poetry, we’ve got a few easy ways for you to bring poetry to your holidays. 1. Watch for our upcoming Hanukkah/Christmas/New Year’s category at WordCandy WordCandy is a free, fun way to send holiday greetings. Lots of poetry quotes to choose from and pair with beautiful photography. (Check out some of our […]
The Anthologist: Pluck the Day
I scheduled a date with Paul Chowder on Friday. We were supposed to hang out and talk about Sara Teasdale. He’d been going on about how some poets spend too much time thinking about death, like going to a movie and just waiting for the credits, which my dad taught me are very interesting if you […]
July Mosaics: Concrete Poetry
In the summer of 2008, the local Barnes & Noble invited Geoffrey Brock to read from his first book of Poetry, Weighing Light. Metal folding chairs were placed between the do-it-your self section and the clearance picture-book aisle. I’m not sure whether it was the ideal spot for a poetry reading, what with patrons whizzing through […]
July Mosaics: Juxtaposition
Years ago, I had the privilege of rubbing eyeballs with royalty. Flanked by an impressive retinue of distinguished figure heads, the fair-skinned and curly-haired king stood before a hushed audience at my university and delivered a cultural manifesto on the artist’s role in creating the juxtaposition of political and religious imagery to benefit and protect society.
But I was more interested in his shoes.
The Occasional Painter
Seeing the tubes and bottles of paint brought a smile to my face. I was packing a bag to take to a friend’s house for the day, and among the things I was bringing were the paints, a jar filled with brushes of all sizes, and a couple of fresh white canvases. Sarah, an artist […]
July Mosaics: Community
A few days after we announced our July Mosaics project, someone left us a tiny confession in the comment box. “When this idea was first posted, wrote Rosanne Osborne, “I admit I was dubious, but it’s been amazing to me how generative the experience has been.”
July Mosaics: The Shards
Ben Henderson’s new wobble was supposed to be the secret weapon he needed to save his career.
June Jazz: Stimulation
We buy a couple of corn dogs and head over to the free stage. My eyes wander off and I see a teenage girl standing on the back of a motorized wheelchair, lurching left and right, while her driver zig-zags across Main Street like a Hollywood stunt driver. I’m thankful city planners have shut down the streets to car traffic. Not just for the jazz festival.
But so people can move, for four days, any way they choose.
June Jazz: Dance
Jazz is what happens to all of us — when somebody jumps out of her box.
June Jazz: ‘Sweet Jazz O’ Mine’
Jazz great Art Blakey #once said, “Music washes away the dust of every day life.” With a pair of drumsticks, he did just that, uncovering a new style of bebop drumming. He gave music a new shine.
Poetry scrubs us down with a back-and-forth hygiene, too.