About the site: This blog started as a place to house poems, favorites and original poems. Towards the end of ModPo 1, I added a blogroll of blogs showcasing poetic works by ModPo students and friends. Now, we are entering the 10th year of ModPO, and we continue this tradition. We hope it provides a useful place for repose, reflection and reading. Hope you enjoy your visit here and look forward to seeing you again. New poems, links and blogs are constantly being added and updated.
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
Friday, October 18, 2013
Tuesday, October 15, 2013
Sunday, October 13, 2013
Saturday, October 12, 2013
Rainy Night in Foggy Bottom
Rainy Night in Foggy Bottom
When it rains all night in Foggy Bottom
you can smell the swamp beneath us -
the old rotted tree roots, the tadpoles,
the water moccasins skimming -
The swamp is only ever ten feet away –
and all that separates us is asphalt,
and gas and water pipes,
and underground telephone lines.
It’s pitch black down there –
dark from lack of light,
black as a night without stars –
even the water is black.
The level of the swamp rises
as our own level imperceptibly falls,
both at an accelerating rate –
soon we will be together.
When it rains all night in Foggy Bottom
you can smell the swamp beneath us -
the old rotted tree roots, the tadpoles,
the water moccasins skimming -
The swamp is only ever ten feet away –
and all that separates us is asphalt,
and gas and water pipes,
and underground telephone lines.
It’s pitch black down there –
dark from lack of light,
black as a night without stars –
even the water is black.
The level of the swamp rises
as our own level imperceptibly falls,
both at an accelerating rate –
soon we will be together.
Thursday, October 10, 2013
Tuesday, October 8, 2013
Friday, October 4, 2013
What the H--- Happened in Washington, DC? (a postcard poem)
a distressed driver
takes a wrong turn,
turning in a strange,
over-militarized city -
overturned and shutdown
and upside-down -
a fallen town -
and she panics...
did she really have to die?
and what was her sin?
her capital punishment
crime? Capital crime
in the capitol?
and which politician gave
the "shoot to kill"
order? shoot to kill?
and why?
and who/what
have we all become?
"southern trees
bear strange fruit" -
and my soul is spinning
at 78 rpm.
please tell me again
why she had to die?
takes a wrong turn,
turning in a strange,
over-militarized city -
overturned and shutdown
and upside-down -
a fallen town -
and she panics...
did she really have to die?
and what was her sin?
her capital punishment
crime? Capital crime
in the capitol?
and which politician gave
the "shoot to kill"
order? shoot to kill?
and why?
and who/what
have we all become?
"southern trees
bear strange fruit" -
and my soul is spinning
at 78 rpm.
please tell me again
why she had to die?
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