O world, I cannot hold thee close enough!
Thy winds, thy wide grey skies!
Thy mists, that roll and rise!
Thy woods, this autumn day, that ache and sag
And all but cry with colour! That gaunt crag
To crush! To lift the lean of that black bluff!
World, World, I cannot get thee close enough!

Long have I known a glory in it all,
But never knew I this;
Here such a passion is
As stretcheth me apart,—Lord, I do fear
Thou’st made the world too beautiful this year;
My soul is all but out of me,—let fall
No burning leaf; prithee, let no bird call.

-- Edna St. Vincent Millay, "God's World"

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O world, I cannot hold thee close enough!
Thy winds, thy wide grey skies!
Thy mists, that roll and rise!
Thy woods, this autumn day, that ache and sag
And all but cry with colour! That gaunt crag
To crush! To lift the lean of that black bluff!
World, World, I cannot get thee close enough!

Long have I known a glory in it all,
But never knew I this;
Here such a passion is
As stretcheth me apart,—Lord, I do fear
Thou’st made the world too beautiful this year;
My soul is all but out of me,—let fall
No burning leaf; prithee, let no bird call.

-- Edna St. Vincent Millay, "God's World"

#TodaysPoem #EdnaStVincentMillay #Poetry

"The Kodak Camera"

It begins with an anagram—
What will Eastman name his invention?
At a card table, he shuffles

letters with his mother. Give me a strong letter,
a K, Eastman mutters, like the click
of the camera. They pick up an O, the shape

of fog clearing over the tip of Yosemite
as Ansel Adams takes his best shot.

[...]

---
Excerpt from Shannon K. Winston, "The Kodak Camera" (A-Minor Magazine, September 2025)

Full poem available here:
https://aminormagazine.com/2025/09/28/the-kodak-camera/

#TodaysPoem #Poetry #ShannonWinston

"The Kodak Camera"

It begins with an anagram—
What will Eastman name his invention?
At a card table, he shuffles

letters with his mother. Give me a strong letter,
a K, Eastman mutters, like the click
of the camera. They pick up an O, the shape

of fog clearing over the tip of Yosemite
as Ansel Adams takes his best shot.

[...]

---
Excerpt from Shannon K. Winston, "The Kodak Camera" (A-Minor Magazine, September 2025)

Full poem available here:
https://aminormagazine.com/2025/09/28/the-kodak-camera/

#TodaysPoem #Poetry #ShannonWinston

This took many, many revisions. Far more than I normally do.

not the chariot, or the escaping fire of our port

https://subspacewagon.systems/not-the-chariot-or-the-escaping-fire-of-our-port/

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This took many, many revisions. Far more than I normally do.

not the chariot, or the escaping fire of our port

https://subspacewagon.systems/not-the-chariot-or-the-escaping-fire-of-our-port/

@poetry

With the Guppe groups now gone, please feel free to follow the fedigroups.social poetry group.

#SharingIsCaring#Poetry#PoemADay#PoetryLover#Poem#TodaysPoem#WritingCommunity#PoetryCommunity#PoetryCafe #literature #art #amwriting#WritersOfMastodon

Rain has eaten 1/4 of me

yet I believe
against all evidence

these raindrops
are my letters of recommendation

here is a man worth falling on.
-- 'Letters' by Ilya Kaminsky from 'You Are Here', edit. by Ada Limón

#VerseThursday#TodaysPoem #poetry @poetry

Rain has eaten 1/4 of me

yet I believe
against all evidence

these raindrops
are my letters of recommendation

here is a man worth falling on.
-- 'Letters' by Ilya Kaminsky from 'You Are Here', edit. by Ada Limón

#VerseThursday#TodaysPoem #poetry @poetry