Katie Ford, from If You Have to Go: Poems; “All I ever wanted”
[Text ID: “all I ever wanted / was to sit by a fire with someone who wanted me in measure the same to my wanting. / To want to make a fire with someone, with you, was all.”]
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Katie Ford, from If You Have to Go: Poems; “All I ever wanted”
[Text ID: “all I ever wanted / was to sit by a fire with someone who wanted me in measure the same to my wanting. / To want to make a fire with someone, with you, was all.”]

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you have to be careful reading too many things that are good/smart/well-written bc then you encounter something that isnt and you get confused like ? why didnt they just make this good ? were they stupid
here rests
by Lucille Clifton
my sister Josephine born july in '29 and dead these 15 years who carried a book on every stroll.
when daddy was dying she left the streets and moved back home to tend him.
her pimp came too her Diamond Dick and they would take turns reading
a bible aloud through the house. when you poem this and you will she would say remember the Book of Job.
happy birthday and hope to you Josephine one of the easts most wanted.
may heaven be filled with literate men may they bed you with respect.
An Epilogue
by John Masefield
I have seen flowers come in stony places And kind things done by men with ugly faces, And the gold cup won by the worst horse at the races, So I trust, too.
rating ratings out of ten out of ten
0/10 - 2/10 overrated and overused. 1/10 - 7/10 strong indication of contempt, decisive. 2/10 - 6/10 slightly weaker statement than the above. less communicatively efficacious. 3/10 - 9/10 requires thought to interpret, negative but measured. 4/10 - 5/10 hard to distinguish from 5 or 6 but the commitment to negative affect is at least clarifying. 5/10 -5/10 its fine. 6/10 - 3/10 as above but like weakly positive, also beginning to veer into, 7/10 - 0/10 total significatory black hole. completely useless as an indication of any opinion whatsoever. 8/10 - 4/10 we are still emerging from the hole 7 blasted in discursivity. 9/10 - 9/10 great! 10/10 - 8/10 bit overused but nice to know a straightforward recommendation when you see one.

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April 4, 2026: Wedding Poem, Ross Gay
Wedding Poem Ross Gay
for Keith and Jen
Friends I am here to modestly report seeing in an orchard in my town a goldfinch kissing a sunflower again and again dangling upside down by its tiny claws steadying itself by snapping open like an old-timey fan its wings again and again, until, swooning, it tumbled off and swooped back to the very same perch, where the sunflower curled its giant swirling of seeds around the bird and leaned back to admire the soft wind nudging the bird's plumage, and friends I could see the points on the flower's stately crown soften and curl inward as it almost indiscernibly lifted the food of its body to the bird's nuzzling mouth whose fervor I could hear from oh 20 or 30 feet away and see from the tiny hulls that sailed from their good racket, which good racket, I have to say was making me blush, and rock up on my tippy-toes, and just barely purse my lips with what I realize now was being, simply, glad, which such love, if we let it, makes us feel.
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More of the inimitable Ross Gay: + from Burial + A Small Needful Fact + Poem to My Child, If Ever You Shall Be + Prayer for My Unborn Niece or Nephew
Tiptoe through the tulips and the poems sent today in:
2025: Becoming a Poet, Susan Browne 2024: Coyotes by the Eliot House, Glyn Maxwell 2023: I Know Someone, Mary Oliver 2022: I’m Going Back to Minnesota Where Sadness Makes Sense, Danez Smith 2021: In the Morning, Before Anything Bad Happens, Molly Brodak 2020: Interesting Times, Mark Jarman 2019: The accident has occurred, Margaret Atwood 2018: Little snail, Anonymous 2017: Poem for My Son in the Car, Jennifer K. Sweeney 2016: Postcard to Baudelaire, Thomas Lux 2015: What The Dead Tell Us About Charon, Ferryman Of The Dead, Brett Ortler 2014: The Trees, Philip Larkin 2013: A Small, Soul-Colored Thing, Paisley Rekdal 2012: Last Supper, Charles Wright 2011: I Said to Poetry, Alice Walker 2010: Disgraceland, Mary Karr 2009: What To Say To A Bear, Ionna Warwick 2008: In The City of Light, Larry Levis 2007: the mockingbird, Charles Bukowski 2006: Part of Eve’s Discussion, Marie Howe 2005: I thank You God for most this amazing, e.e. cummings
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spring is real
spring has happened before
spring will happen again
spring is coming
spring is on its way
it’s going to be spring soon
spring is not a myth
spring is not a false memory

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i like to pretend i already died and asked god to send me back to earth so i can swim in lakes again and see mountains and get my heart broken and love my friends and cry so hard in the bathroom and go grocery shopping 1,000 more times. and that i promised i would never forget the miracle of being here
im really in a bad place i hope the sun doesnt start setting crazy early at like 4pm. i said i hope the sun doesnt set early at like 4pm that would be bad for me
found the killer post again bc i lost it

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moment of unspeakable beauty today when one of my coworkers called another coworker "judas" for not splitting a can of white monster with her, and i got to watch the guy who sits next to me open a new google tab, type in "jeudis," and say quietly to himself "french thursday...?"
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And living proof that sometimes friends are mean