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─ Hisham Siddiqi

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excerpt from “In Blackwater Woods” in American Primitive by Mary Oliver

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the sarah poems by Ruth Awad

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how to not be a perfectionist by Molly Brodak

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such singing in the wild branches by mary oliver

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Joy Sullivan, from "Long Division", Instructions for Traveling West

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work by Ada Limón

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Ain't no use to run - can only do what I've been doing, already done what I have done

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“I hope you all find yourselves sleeping with someone you love, maybe not all of the time, but a lot of the time. The touch of a foot in the night is sincere. I hope you like your work, I hope there’s mystery and poetry in your life — not even poems, but patterns. I hope you can see them. Often these patterns will wake you up, and you will know that you are alive, again and again.”

— Eileen Myles, “Universal Cycle.” The Importance of Being Iceland. (via llleighsmith)

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Mark Nepo

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february & my love is in another state by José Olivarez

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february by Alex Dimitrov

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weeping willow trunk

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Most Days I Want to Live

by Gabrielle Calvocoressi

Not all days. But most days I do. Most days the garden’s almost enough: little pink flowers on the sage, even though the man said we couldn’t eat it. Not this kind. And I said, Then, gosh. What’s the point? The flowers themselves, I suppose. The rain came and then the hail came and my love brought them in. Even tipped over they look optimistic. I know it’s too late to envy the flowers. That century’s over and done. And hope? That’s a jinx. But I did set them right. I patted them a little. And prayed for myself, which is embarrassing to admit in this day and age. But I did it. Because no one was looking or listening anyway.

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no need to be ready, it's okay if it's messy, i'm on your side