Imagine no virtue in hoping for so little. Coming out of my summer shell to share a new poem about the turn of seasons, of warmth and affection. A million thanks, always, to @hmvanderhart and @MoistPoetry.

RT @ChelsDingman: Erin Marie Lynch, from Removal Acts

RT @httpsosweet: girls only want one thing and that is to return to the sea

RT @bloodsigns: Richie Hofmann • Second Empire

RT @bloodsigns: W.S. Merwin

RT @TomSnarsky: Jane Wong

RT @chenchenwrites: I have tried to be accurate in this description in case someone else should follow me. I can verify that when the sun s…

RT @TomSnarsky: Vievee Francis

RT @bloodsigns: Anne Carson

RT @maureenthorson: “Pain can be full like that” A poem by Kirsten Kaschock.

RT @sadderlizards: i have to go. i simply must retire to my quarters for the night

RT @oharapoems: and love is love nothing can ever go wrong

RT @TomSnarsky: Molly Brodak

RT @chenchenwrites: It was a time governed by contradictions, as in I felt nothing and I was afraid. —Louise Glück, from "Landscape"

RT @chenchenwrites: It is true there is not enough beauty in the world. It is also true that I am not competent to restore it. Neither is t…

RT @Othuke__Umukoro: —Vievee Francis

RT @Othuke__Umukoro: —Laura Gilpin

I wander out into the winter. I know what I am. Another winter wonder by the great Vievee Francis. ❄️

RT @bloodsigns: Tess Gallagher • Moon Crossing Bridge

RT @TomSnarsky: Cynthia Cruz

RT @Othuke__Umukoro: