Transmissions from the Northern Outpost

For National Poetry Month, I’m sharing poems each day, one that I’ve written followed by whatever one from three sites that share a poem a day that strikes my fancy that day.

I wrote this poem at my desk in my room in the house where I grew up after I came home and lived with my parents for a few years after college:

On The Frontier 

Once again it is too late
too early for me with the buzz of fluorescence
and the perking of piped hot water
even interrupting conversations with myself.

Used to be a time
when a man could whisper in his own ear,
listen to it rise in a roar
as if his mouth had been a seashell,

then shape a masterpiece out of the echo.

This one probably will work best in landscape and desktop view.

Today’s poem for poem a day on the Academy of American Poets website is “Palazzo Tartaruga” by Mike Tyler.

I’m also adding another from The Poetry Foundation website since I saw this after I posted: “Eros of Bathing Stimming Dancing Pacing” by Adam Wolfond.