Some Poems I Like

Let’s start this off with a piece that isn’t a poem. Or is it?
> A tragedy is a haunted house with the prison-like spatial constraint removed. You are free to move yet not to escape the event. An equivalent definition is that a tragedy is a haunted cosmos, which is another species of house.
> …
> A hero dispelling a haunting is the intersection of two tragedies. Most often this isn’t a battle but a hallway between slightly separate rooms.

One reason I love the (Poem-A-Day)[] series is because the “About This Poem” section can be as rich / interesting as the poem itself. And sometimes more so. saying of il haboul by adelaide crapsey is as interesting to me for its form as its content.
> My tent
> A vapour that
> The wind dispels and but
> As dust before the wind am I
> Myself.

Tommy Pico is great to read, but even better to listen to. Do both with an excerpt from his book poem Junk.

What can you do with a mythology? Let’s ask ex patria by evie shockley > a person who knows all the answers can only borrow a mythology like i’m king midas or i’m god. a painter can take a mythology and remake it so that it answers a new question
> …
> autumn is answering the question about gorgeous rotting. just magenta, green, brown, pink, yellow, red, violet flying off the mythological canvas.

Assessment as poem from poetry trapper keeper
> I’m always opening parentheses I forget to close > > Never Seldom Sometimes Rarely Often Always

A haiku by Chris Gordon > talking about talking about clay

The sun also rises, as they say, but what else does? > one day
> the neon
> will burn out >
> and then what
> *
> sun rises
> like rent
> *
> sun rises
> like a flag
> *
> sun rises
> like the ocean

I have a thing for crow poems.
> and why? The crow long gone now, and what marked the line between winter and spring?