How frail are riches and their joys!. —Hatim al-Tai, translated from the Arabic by Joseph Dacre Carlyle.

This is our riddle. to which the answer is a life. that none of us has lived. —Wendell Berry.

Have you read today’s #PoemADay: “Insomniac Tankas” by Antoinette Brim-Bell?.

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“I chose the tanka form for its brevity; these short songs are complete in and of themselves. However, threaded together, the poems guide the reader on a journey as an insomniac individual’s mind wanders [. ].” . —Antoinette Brim-Bell.#AboutThisPoem.

I. Jupiters. Dayside anger splits.hydrogen and oxygen.apart. Sulks and sighs.push the two toward nightside.where tears become tears again. ––Antoinette Brim-Bell.#PoemADay.

I see my own blood.reddening the white sheets of a stranger.proud American blue jean labels .on the side of the bed. —Emanuel Xavier.

Let my ears forget. the clack and rumble, our tambourining and fireworking. distractions, our roar of applause. —Nickole Brown.

Have you read today’s #PoemADay: “I’d Have You Think of Me” by Djuna Barnes?.

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“Like other women writers of her generation, Djuna Barnes lived unconventionally and wrote unconventionally. She followed her own dictates, desires, and conscience [. ].”. ––Miriam Fuchs.#AboutThisPoem.

As one who, leaning on the wall, once drew .Thick blossoms down, and hearkened to the hum .Of heavy bees slow rounding the wet plum, .And heard across the fields the patient coo.Of restless birds bewildered with the dew. ––Djuna Barnes.#PoemADay.

Pull the curtain. The stage must be hidden from us. Terror.Of the spotlight & audience roar;. —Alexandra Lytton Regalado.

drops from upper air,. like rain,.clinging brightly. to the fresh-cut hair.of children. and the infantry:. —Malachi Black.

Have you read today’s #PoemADay: “Truth” by Victor Hugo?.

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“Truth” by Victor Hugo appears in the anthology French Love Songs, and Other Poems (S. Low, Son & Company, 1871), selected and translated by Harry Curwen. #AboutThisPoem.

Check out our #PoetryNearYou Pick of the Week: . On July 6, don’t miss the launch of WE (too) THE PEOPLE, a poetry project that kicks off with a free reading by Robert Pinsky. Upcoming readings will feature Stephanie Burt, Diannely Antigua, Richard Blanco, Martha Collins &

O Earth! lit up with splendor. At sunset and sunrise,.With gorgeous hues yet tender. To suit our mortal eyes!.Shores where waves are dying!. Woods where soft winds play!.O vast horizon!. ––Victor Hugo.#PoemADay.

On summer nights,. fireworks and laser shows obscured, with sparks,. the world’s largest Confederate monument. Our story began when my parents arrived as immigrants. —Adrienne Su.