I’ve loved this poem since my junior year of high school. Back then, I substituted the words “woman” and “daughter” for “man” and “son” at the end. Of course. If by Rudyard Kipling If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust […]
Read MoreNo poems about bunnies or eggs or tulips today (though I like all three things). Instead, I’m drawn to this poem about identity and “Jesus Christ, the prototype.” Click here to watch Micah Bournes perform his poem “Normal Hair.”
Read MoreI would say that spring is the season of miracles. Every robin, every bit of green pushing through the dirt, every patch of blue sky, even the appearance of the neighborhood muskrat has seemed like a miracle. But maybe they don’t have a season? Miracles by Walt Whitman Why, who makes much of a miracle? […]
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