jdmccafferty, to random
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5 June 1584: Francis Hubert future #poet matriculates #otd at New College Oxford. His verse life of Edward II, written in the 1590s, was published in 1628 & 1629 (eebo) - when the subject of royal favourites was a hot topic.
Elizabeth Cary finished her own Edward II in 1627.

SharonCummingsArt, to food
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SharonCummingsArt, to Florida
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literarypug, to poetry
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What a stupid choice.

And then, a sudden chance
to rewind it.

So you grab the handle
and uncrank.

People walking backwards,
building ice cream cones
with licks. Dogs unbarking,
and the moon gets away
with it.

So much undone. What
a stupid choice.

So you grab the handle…

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literarypug, to poetry
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This day was unlike others.

Oh sure, it’s the same
sweaty grime and
clenched grimace.
Sunlight’s slap
still stings, and
your ears ring
like yesterday.

But tomorrow is
today’s trite reunion.

Hoary day,
glory day,
On display a
different way.




SharonCummingsArt, to VegetableGardening
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literarypug, to poetry
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To be real, I tethered
myself to reality.

(Simple enough)

After the first 20 staples,
you hardly feel them.

Zip ties really held,
but all that plastic
seemed drastic.

In the end, the shocker:
I was team tapestry
all along.

prodigal pattern
returned

nine, stitched




SharonCummingsArt, to fishing
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SharonCummingsArt, to Birds
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literarypug, to poetry
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Are we vehicles
to propagate
nucleic acids,
or scaffolding
for feet that they
might erode the
topsoil, create
riverbeds, canyons,
or are we a chassis
for lungs that exhale
and push air and
move butterflies
effectively?




literarypug, to poetry
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Blue skies everyday.
If I see another blue
sky, I’m going to
scream ice cream
in my dreams.

We live in boxes. Boxes
with stiff stuff. Who
decided boxes? Will I
see another angle?
Pray tell. I’m going to yell.

When will we live in
yellow sky spheres?

I guess I’ll have to settle.

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literarypug, to poetry
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Having yesterday leftovers
today. I don’t feel meant
for the moment. Glances
and hollow helloes in the
back of the fridge, mossy.
Tough stuff thrown into
pot luck for simmering.
Achievements seem wilted.
We can always microwave.
Nutrition negligible. Chow
now, somehow.




jdmccafferty, to random
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28 May 1378: Geoffrey Chaucer #poet sent to Lombardy #otd as companion to Sir Edward Berkeley on diplomatic mission (Bodleian)

literarypug, to poetry
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I’m wearing sleeves
on my insides. All the
uncool kids are
internalizing shirts,
and well-dressed
emotions with
pocket squares
are nominated
for awards. They
like them. They
really really
like them. And
the award goes to




SharonCummingsArt, to Flowers
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literarypug, to poetry
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I wore my Sunday’s finest.
I was not yet four.

Lazing around,
building block cities
from legos while

people pressed footprints
into lunar soil.

Hey. I did my part.
I visited sky wizard.
I built cities.

Mission not in control,

receiving poor
telemetry for
Monday.




literarypug, to poetry
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Wanting for the
world to eschew those
opinions that I disown,

yet I subscribe privately
to their empiricism
with tomorrow’s vigor.

Everyone is fucking looking.

Ignominy tilts
my eyes down.

I can’t watch.




literarypug, to poetry
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How is it possible to
have writers block?
I’ve been trying to
stop the words for
years. Nasty, insidious
things.

Oh I closed my mind,
but they bribed the
doorman. More like
I’m in the elevator
and words want
to talk. “How’s
yer day?”, they
ask. I’m jabbing
L, repeatedly.
Then <>
.

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literarypug, to poetry
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Eyes half open.
I bolted steam
actuated movements
to my skull.

Do you believe me?

Sure, it’s minimalist.

Hey, I tried a Rube
Goldberg machine, but
speed overwhelms me.

I’m saving up for
a blink attachment.

Until then, eye drops every 20.

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jdmccafferty, to random
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23 May 1619: William Morrell #poet author of a poem on the natural history of New England with 'a description of the natures, orders, habits, and religion of the natives' ordained deacon at #Peterborough #otd

jdmccafferty, to Virginia
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22 May 1622: John Donne #poet & #cleric made an honorary member of the #Virginia Company #otd (NPG)

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literarypug, to poetry
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A sea of clock hands
grab at time,

seeking arms.

Had it been different
long ago,

the little hand
being named
the big hand

and vice versa

then we’d have
five dozens
to win it

and what seems
like ours, could
take hours

rather than minutes.




jdmccafferty, to cork
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22 May 1589: Edmund Spenser gains official possession of Kilcolman Castle at a rent of £20, settles 6 householders there with their families ((C-Kilcol/PCC)

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RSThomasPoet, to incarcerated
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‘Prisoner’ -
(The Bread of Truth, Rupert Hart-Davis)


stevesilberman, to random
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Robert Creeley was born on this day in 1926 and this poem could not be more timely for this historical moment. And Creeley uses his line-breaks here the way Charlie Parker used his sax, to cut.

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