Change doesn’t have to be visible to be happening. “Undertow” by Judith Barrington #hydrodynamics #love #poetry

You may surprise yourself. From the poetry collection Keep Moving by Maggie Smith. #poetry

So we kiss. From L.E. Bowman’s latest book Shapeshifter #poetry

Every conversation Ive had with a white person about the Hispanic perspective on the current ICE stuff has been met with defensiveness. From our side; theyve been killing and torturing people for a long time. But now that theyre killing white people, now you care.

Come with your seasons, your fullness, your end. “Winter Solstice Chant” by Annie Finch #poetry #seasons

I understand stress cleaning and taking care of your habitat. Just consider how you are spending your time, and the options you have. “Dust If You Must” by Rose Milligan #poetry

It’s a process, and not to be rushed. “A Lessening” from David Gate’s book A Rebellion of Care. #poetry #january

The nothing that is not there, and the nothing that is. “The Snow Man” by Wallace Stevens. #winterpoetry #snow

May hope be like a cat who appears in your house and decides you are theirs now, and will hear no argument. “A Hymn for Every Version of You This New Year” by Nikita Gill. #poetry

And if last call comes, we will continue. There’s always a way. Use your tools, and hang in there. “Fascism Looms, So We Go to the Library” by Hayley DeRoche. #poetry #library

Not everything deseves to occupy the same space as before; particularly when you deserve better. “Auld Lang Sighs” by Lyndsay Rush #poetry

We have many, many miles to go. Try to pause, breathe, and look up every so often. Please. “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” by Robert Frost. #poetry #winter

Let it breathe. “When the Soft Animal of Your Body Is Exhausted” by Danielle Coffyn. #poetry

Crows do have a way of lending assistance, and little things can turn your day around. “Dust of Snow” by Robert Frost. #crows

Many worthwhile things are. C’mere you. “Welcome” by Jarod K. Anderson, from Love Notes from the Hollow Tree. #poetry

There are many sources of light. Look to them. “How to Survive Winter” by Danielle Coffyn #poetry

A pointilist’s blur. “Blizzard” by Linda Pastan. #poetry #winter

As we get toward the end of the year, please know those feelings are valid too. So are dandelions, public libraries, and hope. “Notes on Hope” by D. Coffyn #poetry

A more sensual style of celebration. Merry Christmas. An untitled piece by Mason Fowler.

Madness may in fact be the most logical response. “Much Madness is divinest Sense (620)” by Emily Dickinson. #poetry

I have been trying to explain what a journalist is, what they do, and why, and why they are different from talking heads, pundits, influencers, commentators, activists and politicians. This is a journalist.

Happy Solstice, welcome Yule. “The Shortest Day” by Susan Cooper. Also avaliable as a picture book! #yule #poetryreading #soothingvoice #solstice

Merry Mashup, have some Christmas Cake

Take all the time you need. An untitled piece by Mason Fowler. #poetry

You and me and this, all of this. “Romance” by Robert Louis Stevenson. #poetry

The tree in the Ramble was removed in August due to illness, but I have no doubt that something will arise in its absence. “Pets Are Remembered at a Secret Christmas Tree in Central Park” by Lyndsay Rush #poetry #pets #rainbowbridge

Happy sigh. “Difficult Women (After Raquel Franco)” by Danielle Coffyn #poetry #gender #ruiningtheworkplace

From 400-year-old globes to cosmic funeral shrouds, how the Osher Map Library in Maine shows people that maps aren't just for navigation — but windows into history, culture, and how we see the world. n.pr/44Ognqv

If I am to be killed for simply living, let death be kinder than man. "Kinder Than Man" by Althea Davis. #poetry

During the show, after the show, on the stage, in the crowd. It’s all about perspective, isn’t it. “After the Opera” by Richard Schiffman. #poetry #opera

And you know that’s not even close to all of it. Srs, give yourself some credit. "Girl, I Don't Think You Give Yourself Enough Credit For All the Crashouts You're NOT Having" - @bookofawildflower” by Danielle Coffyn. #poetry #mentalhealth

Here's to our hearts. "Kasey, San Diego, 2015," by Lora Mathis. This piece accompanies a photo series with the same title. #poetry #platonicintimacy

Please remember that the Giant Scary Thing (whether connected to current events, your childhood home, or both) is not all powerful. The more they push to act like they are, the more you know they aren’t. Hang in there, you can do this. #happythanksgiving

Playful and pliable. "what lesbian porn has done for me" by Destiny O. Birdsong #poetry

Talking about space, and magnets (bc srs, we know what a magnet is). Call it a combo of science & managing mental health

I'm passing you your share of gatorade and hash browns. "Last Call" by Kim Addonizio, from her book Tell Me. #poetry

The only question is who’s car we’re gonna take. “Leave of Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder” by Lyndsay Rush #poetry #ooo

All that can develop from a touch. "Touch" by Victoria Lena Manyarrows.#poetry

It can feel complicated, and be simple. “Instructions for Having a Soul” by Joseph Fasano. #poetry #soul

Relevant then, relevant now. “Self Reclamations For My Twelve-Year Old Self” by D. Coffyn. #poetry #aging

A bend in the path doesn't mean you're doing everything wrong, it means there's a bend in the path. Hang in there. This is an untitled piece from Jarod K. Anderson.

Just so we’re clear. “When I Say I Want You, What I Mean Is” by D. Coffyn. #poetry

a toga of ectoplasm, worn Isadora Duncan-style. “Ghosts and Fashion” by Elaine Equi #poetry

All valid questions.“When I Die, Delete My Browser History” by D. Coffyn. #poetry

Trust that you can adapt. from Keep Moving by Maggie Smith #poetry

Although, things can always change. “The Witch Has Told You a Story” by Ava Leavell Haymon #spookypoetry

Celebrating the change of season, in a more Addams family way. “Fall, leaves, fall” by Emily Brontë. #poetry

A memory of continous presence. “Your Fingers Are Still” by Crystos. #poetry

And let it swim. Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry c. October 1927 #fall

A superior spectre, more near. “One Need Not Be a Chamber—To Be Haunted” by Emily Dickinson. #poetry