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Most recently published stories in Poets.

Spring's Faithful Return
Tell me, does the robin understand what she is singing about at dawn, that whole gorgeous insistence of song rising before the sun has fully committed
By Tim Carmichael36 minutes ago in Poets
The Nuclear Now
Atoms colliding, Accelerator pounding, Scientists produce.
By Daniel J. Heck37 minutes ago in Poets
The Message That Arrived 10 Years Too Late”
It was a quiet Sunday evening when my phone buzzed. I was sitting alone in my small apartment, scrolling through old photos and trying to ignore the rain tapping against the window. Nothing unusual. Just another slow night.
By Imran Ali Shahabout an hour ago in Poets
Self-Love
Inherently we seek love, but it does not come easy, it's unpredictable, has consequences, and it is not always sustainable.
By Seema Patelabout an hour ago in Poets
Little Mermaid
a little mermaid on my quiet walking path mindfulness gives gifts Note: I practice mindfulness on my walks, and it gives me gifts. So, I was pleasantly surprised to finds a little mermaid for our treasure box.
By Seema Patelabout an hour ago in Poets
A Toddler Hug
Sticky from melon, Covered in chocolate crumbs, He nuzzles Daddy
By Deanna Cassidyabout 2 hours ago in Poets
The Urban Prince
My Life Is Amiable, I Feel The Love, I See The Beauty In The Air... Hardships Of Surviving Began To Erasure.
By HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)about 2 hours ago in Poets
Floating To Heaven
I float, but don't fly Can’t get that high Slowly I rise Carried by the wind Created by breath Reflecting the creator
By L.I.Eabout 2 hours ago in Poets
Nights Measured in Empty Bottles
My liver is a bombed-out cathedral, stained glass shattered into bilirubin yellow, altars slick with the sacrament of cheap vodka
By Diane Fosterabout 2 hours ago in Poets
Periapsis
I lift you to space your legs, planetary rings, claiming their orbit
By Daniel Kabout 2 hours ago in Poets
Colorado
I shake a snow globe watching the glass hold a world that’s not meant for me
By Daniel Kabout 2 hours ago in Poets
engraving aspens
the bark dulls my blade amber sap commiserates weeping through each cut
By Daniel Kabout 2 hours ago in Poets