A Glimpse Of Listeners' #NPRpoetry — From The Punny To The Profound - NPR

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simply a few month in the past, we added a simple conception. And we did it with no trouble. With only a tweet or two, All issues considered known as on listeners to assist us have a good time countrywide Poetry Month (April, in case you did not know). we'd give the hashtag, or so this simple idea went, and all of you could possibly give the respectable stuff — the traces, the lyrics, the sweeping odes and strong gut punches.

O, our liked Twitterati! #NationalPoetryMonth is pretty much upon us. And we need to examine YOUR poems. just tweet your lines with #nprpoetry

— AllThingsConsidered (@npratc) March 27, 2016

standard on the outset, bound — but your response contained multitudes.

Haiku. Tanka. Tributes to folks balding, or overbearing (and bears, too). matters of bone and spirit, food and fulsome politics. Poems in at least three languages, poems from at least 4 distinctive lecture rooms across the country (including even a third grade classification). And a single lost feather, borne to earth on an idle breeze.

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Of path, we cannot hope to name all of the poems that moved us. Please, instead, settle for simply a few of our favorites from this fruitful month of poetry, examine aloud commonly through the very poets themselves. in a single case, Whiting Award-winning poet Ocean Vuong picked his personal favourite to study for us.

study and take heed to them beneath — divided imperfectly into two classes, the latter of which you could bypass to with the following hyperlink — or just head here to wade deeply into all the thousands of miniature works of paintings our listeners wrote.

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#NPRpoetry #LilyThe8yroldPoet Dad has a bald spot / it's vibrant like the large moon / So i will be able to locate him

— Jennifer (@JennCascio) April three, 2016 Thomas Wagner

#NPRpoetry #haiku@npratc pic.twitter.com/MjyZolMwr7

— Thomas Wagner (@Sword2plows) April 14, 2016

brief-lived quietude. Squirrel sneaks down budding tree. One white dog watches.#haiku #poetrymonth #one-eyedeskiemissesnothing#NPRpoetry

— Heather Kohser (@CultivateWhimsy) April 12, 2016 Shelby Boehm

Your English instructor / wants you to put in writing a haiku. / try your ideal, or else... #NPRpoetry #BoehmPoem

— Shelby Boehm (@TeamBoehm) April 12, 2016 The Profound i Sandra Kottonau/Flickr Sandra Kottonau/Flickr

you're wrong about scars / they're no longer the place you received hurt, they're / the locations you healed #NPRpoetry #haiku

— Mike Cecconi (@Cecconi140) April 18, 2016

#NPRpoetry a single feather falls from the sky I scan the clouds for Icarus

— Kathleen (@everettpoetry) April 7, 2016

@npratc count number all of my bones. Softly lay them aspect with the aid of facet. agree with I mattered. #NPRpoetry

— prinsing (@prinsing) March 28, 2016

Love is a Rube Goldberg desktop

bits & items knock together push down a chute pins pop & strike fits & ignite small flames#NPRpoetry

— Tommy Welty (@tommywelty) April four, 2016 Phil Boiarski

#NPRpoetry We observe the sound of the frog in the wetland. As footsteps method it stops, having led us to silence. pic.twitter.com/KX2ECpCUI0

— Boiarski (@Boiarski) April 20, 2016

bodies are like poems - a fraction of their power is present in their dermis, the the rest belongs to the spirit that swims through#NPRpoetry

— Yahia Lababidi (@YahiaLababidi) April 14, 2016

one more day turning out to be dim/Jeopardy's on the set again/ Can nevertheless hear Granny/ Voice smoked thin/ who is.../ what is... #NPRpoetry #jeopardy

— Kat Wedmore (@heyheyMamaKat) April 5, 2016 Tia Shearer

Honey & apricot & palms like ancient maps./She died (oh thank god, i'd believe in 2 months)/that summer earlier than/the towers fell down.#NPRpoetry

— Tia Shearer (@SuperFamousTia) April three, 2016 Sherri Drake

@npratc #NPRpoetry

I need to build a track for you. but my phrases are dry Like sawmills in summer. picket phrases Pile and jam. Nothing flows.

— Sherri Drake (@Shizra41) March 30, 2016