Join us: Poetry gatherings supporting RALP’s 20th year
After 20 years of sharing poems online, we're gathering to read them together—live, across time zones, in community.
20 Years of Poetry
What does it mean to tend something for two decades? I believe with my whole heart that poems matter.
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...she spreads her fingers wide, and you, little boat, little one, drops gently on the water, floating away, floating away, knowing it’s a dream.
Lonelily Lonely
And maybe it’s just me, and the rain perhaps, or the way lonely people seem even lonelier whenever it rains: I felt sad, sad in a way that I’ve never been in a long time.
Moxie
They say moxie is slang for street smarts. Something you pick up along the way as you live out the timeline of your life, that ranges from comfortable to completely fucked.