“On the Pulse of Morning” -Dr. Maya Angelou

A Rock, A River, A Tree

Hosts to species long since departed,

Marked the mastodon,

The dinosaur, who left dried tokens

Of their sojourn here

On our planet floor,

Any broad alarm of their hastening doom

Is lost in the gloom of dust and ages.

But today, the Rock cries out to us, clearly, forcefully,

Come, you may stand upon my

Back and face your distant destiny,

But seek no haven in my shadow,

I will give you no hiding place down here.

I am a poet. I am head over heels for a woman who loves photography, poetry, Mary Oliver and me. Life is GOOD. However, the days where all you want to do is press rewind or fast forward or simply skip the day altogether, exist. Sometimes those days come often. This quote reminds me to leave space, time and a window open, so that the air of disappointment can leave the room. It reminds me to leave space in my heart, so that love can leave its clutter all over the floor of my chamber. It reminds me, that it is always GOOD. It reminds me, thank you Mary. Thank you for putting these words together. They save me! #poet #poetry #goodpoetry #dowhatyoulove #maryoliver http://ift.tt/1i1zRay

We’ve got a crush on a poetry bomber:

Agustina Woodgate is an Argentine artist living in Miami whose work includes everything from doormats to produce-sticker collages to giant rugs made of stuffed-animal “hides.” When she’s not doing all that, Woodgate also finds the time to go “poetry bombing” around Miami thrift stores. Using her deft hands and a needle and thread, Woodgate sews short poems into pieces of clothing with the goal of anonymously brightening some shopper’s day. “So that poems can be in every day life,” she says.

See Agustina in action on GOOD →