Another Day in MayAnthony Robinson Now more coffee and Brian Wilson And skittering creatures. I've eatenTacos for three days straight and DadIs still on oxygen. To feel intense griefNot right now is also to feel guiltyConcerning elements and microbesWhat makes a man sick is alsoWhat kills him, what kills a manIs also what sustains him. Here, loveIs a concept. Mercy is an actOf unshabby imagination. MotherPuts out food for the goldfinches,A famous athlete debases himselfTo the applause of at least dozens.I've been meaning to talk to you aboutThe shade-tree and all the shade-treePeople who are as exactly as lazy as IAnd exactly as beaten down. SurveyorsAre ranging out back, putting postsIn things. All winter we waitedFor the sun and now he's here but willHe make it through another year?

More from Anthony Robinson ↓

• @shedsofthenorthwest on Instagram
• His books, Failures of the Poets, and Broke Republic, are out now.

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Write After: National Poetry Month with One Poem Only

Write After is a way to encourage poets to listen and write, and use National Poetry Month to highlight how listening to poetry makes us better poets. I know I write the best when I’m surrounded by beautiful poetry–it’s part of the reason I created this podcast, and I want to encourage others to share this practice.

We'll get started in April. You can share to #WriteAfterOPO.

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