We Lived Happily During the War

We Lived Happily During the War By Ilya Kaminsky

the trees stopped growing

I’M GOING BACK TO MINNESOTA WHERE SADNESS MAKES SENSE

don’t you know the sun is only a god if you learn to starve for him?

Hope is

A poem found in the tags of a tumblr post.

this is why we dance

a poem about resistance

Fuck Your Lecture on Craft, My People Are Dying

By Noor Hindi Colonizers write about flowers. I tell you about children throwing rocks at Israeli tanks seconds before becoming daisies. I want to be like those poets who care…

“Before I Was a Gazan”, Naomi Shihab Nye

404 poem

The 404 page of the poetry foundation

For a Coming Extinction

By W. S. Merwin Gray whale Now that we are sending you to The End That great god Tell him  That we who follow you invented forgiveness And forgive nothing…

“Pity me not because the light of day”

By Edna St. Vincent Millay Pity me not because the light of day At close of day no longer walks the sky; Pity me not for beauties passed away From…