The Daily Poem

Whether your burgeoning inter-holiday malaise needs pruning or a little low-key encouragement, today’s poem (on a Monday, no less!) might be just the thing. Happy reading.

Today’s poem goes out as a palate-cleanser for everyone who may have lost their relish for eating after the Thanksgiving holiday. Happy reading.

Today’s poem is just the thing if you need to make any last-minute invitations to Thanksgiving dinner. Happy reading!

Today’s poem is the perfect prelude to Thanksgiving–not only by whetting the appetite, but by uncovering the hidden glories of one of the most enduring and ubiquitous of nature’s gifts. Happy reading.

Today’s poem, though brief, is arguably “bigger on the inside,” just like its subject. Happy reading.

It’s one thing to write a poem claiming poetry should show rather than tell; it is another thing entirely for that poem to follow its own advice. Happy reading.

In today’s poem (sometimes printed alternatively as “Letter to a Young Friend”), Scotland’s national poet gives life advice with his characteristic blend of sincerity and levity. Happy reading!

Today’s poem is a little more (purposefully) enigmatic than most of Dickinson’s verse. Happy reading.

Today’s poem may be triggering for anyone who has had to endure a vacation they didn’t plan or really even want to go. Happy reading.

Today’s poem comes from a young man (he died at 25) whose Spring and Autumn were the same. Happy reading.