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Poet-a-Day: Meet Tom C. Hunley
How can a mashup lead to a sonnet like Tom C. Hunley’s? See the cool exercise that can make it happen.
Poet-a-Day: Meet Elise Paschen
Elise Paschen shows us how it’s all about teleutons if you want your mysterious possibility in your sestina.
Poet-a-Day: Meet Ron Wallace
When your ode is also a sonnet. Ron Wallace shows how a golden form poem decided to play with expectations (and intentions).
Poet-a-Day: Meet Isaac Willis
When you begin a poem, do you ever feel like a particular form is calling? Isaac Willis shares why he chose the sonnet for this architect love poem…
Poet-a-Day: Meet Maureen E. Doallas
What if you want to match a physical sensation to a poetic form? Maureen E. Doallas shows you how, in this pantoum from ‘How to Write a Form Poem.’
Poet-a-Day: Meet David Wright
How can you discover your poetic habits and create new ones that change your poetic music? Poet David Wright’s cello-based sonnet shows the way.
Poet-a-Day: Meet Katie Manning
What happens when you begin to erase parts of a text? Can poetry rise to the surface? Katie Manning made it so, with the book of Ecclesiastes.
Poet-a-Day: Meet Chip Livingston
What is your region inspiring you to write? For poet Chip Livingston, the shores of Uruguay simply begged to speak through a pantoum.
Poet-a-Day: Meet Dheepa Maturi
What if you have no words for a layered, mysterious experience? The ghazal might be just your form. It was for Dheepa Maturi, who speaks through dance.
Poet-a-Day: Meet Ashley M. Jones
What can the villanelle offer a poet? Ashley M. Jones has a suggestion—and a container for obsession or sorrow.
Poet-a-Day: Meet Marjorie Maddox
Why write a pantoum? Poet Marjorie Maddox shares her reasons, on the wings of poetry and song.
Poet-a-Day: Meet Celia Lisset Alvarez
Why write a sestina? Direct from Florida, poet Celia Lisset Alvarez gives you a few fabulous reasons.
Poet-a-Day: Meet David K. Wheeler
How best to write tragedy? Poet David K. Wheeler suggests the soft sorrow of the pantoum.
“Winds and Leaves [from England]” by Charlotte Perkins Gilman
< Return to Charlotte Perkins Gilman Poems Winds and Leaves from England Wet winds that flap the sodden leaves! Wet leaves that drop and fall! Unhappy, leafless trees the wind bereaves! Poor trees and small! All of a color, solemn in your green; All of a color, sombre in your brown; All of a color, […]
“Two Skies [from England]” by Charlotte Perkins Gilman
< Return to Charlotte Perkins Gilman Poems Two Skies from England They have a sky in Albion, At least they tell me so; But she will wear a veil so thick, And she does have the sulks so quick, And weeps so long and slow, That one can hardly know. Yes, there’s a sky in […]
“‘An Unusual Rain'” by Charlotte Perkins Gilman
< Return to Charlotte Perkins Gilman Poems An Unusual Rain Again! Another day of rain! It has rained for years. It never clears. The clouds come down so low They drag and drip Across each hill-top’s tip. In progress slow They blow in from the sea Eternally; Hang heavily and black, And then roll back; […]
“Limits” by Charlotte Perkins Gilman
< Return to Charlotte Perkins Gilman Poems Limits On sand—loose sand and shifting— On sand—dry sand and drifting— The city grows to the west; Not till its border reaches The ocean-beaten beaches Will it rest. On hills—steep hills and lonely, That stop at cloudland only— The city climbs to the sky; Not till the souls […]
“It is Good to Be Alive” by Charlotte Perkins Gilman
< Return to Charlotte Perkins Gilman Poems It is Good to Be Alive It is good to be alive when the trees shine green, And the steep red hills stand up against the sky; Big sky, blue sky, with flying clouds between— It is good to be alive and see the clouds drive by! It […]
“Tree Feelings” by Charlotte Perkins Gilman
< Return to Charlotte Perkins Gilman Poems Tree Feelings I wonder if they like it—being trees? I suppose they do…. It must feel good to have the ground so flat, And feel yourself stand right straight up like that— So stiff in the middle—and then branch at ease, Big boughs that arch, small ones that […]