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Beginning March 20th, 2016 Poetry Breakfast will once again serve a little poetic nourishment every morning. Start your day with our new expanded menu. Poems, of course, are our specialty. But we will also be serving a fuller menu that includes poetry related creative non-fiction such as letters to and from poets, essays on poetry, and anything else that might feed a poet and poetry lover’s soul.

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James Diaz

The Light in those Hills – A Poem by James Diaz

The Light in those Hills

“I am not what I asked for.”
-Jorie Graham

I curved into the world
slow on my feet
hustling is like love
it’s all about convincing/covering up
papering over

pot hole earth
I weep
and go crazy sometimes
forget to breathe
do the right thing

rippling water
I know you’re deep
but I’m deeper still
linen thread count-heart
all shred and dropped elements

all purposeful watching
and waiting

quietly
oh so quietly

like a dead thing
but somehow alive.

 

About the Poet:  James Diaz is the founding editor of the literary arts & music journal Anti-Heroin Chic http://heroinchic.weebly.com/. His poems can be found in Quail Bell Magazine, HIV Here & Now, Foliate Oak and Ditch. His debut book of poems, This Someone I Call Stranger, is forthcoming from Indolent Books (2018).

 

Poetry Breakfast accepts submissions of poetry and poetry related creative non-fiction year-round.  See our Submission Guidelines page for details on submitting your work.

Start your morning with a nourishing poem.  Follow us on  TwitterFacebook, and  Tumblr,  and enjoy a new poem every morning straight to your feed.

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Don’t We Always? – A Poem by James Diaz

Don’t We Always?

“I know words fail you
And I know sometimes I do too”
-Kris Delmhorst

fields of gold
a song I loved long ago
when the stars were bigger
than my heartaches

I wrestled with the wind
like a lost weed on the prairie of night
aching but some joy there too

wish I had birds
in my bones
I’m limited
as a human
I hold the wheel
too hard

sometimes we all fold our best hand
because we can
and the hours add up
on a body

not always
but every now and then
I see a sunset
and I want to crawl inside of myself
and match that kind of glowing

but I can’t
so I take to the poem
like I once did with the bottle
for a little transcendence

I know you know
how impossibly hard
it is to make that enough

 

 

About the Poet:  James Diaz is the founding editor of the literary arts & music journal Anti-Heroin Chic http://heroinchic.weebly.com/. His poems can be found in Quail Bell Magazine, HIV Here & Now, Foliate Oak and Ditch. His debut book of poems, This Someone I Call Stranger, is forthcoming from Indolent Books (2018).

 

Poetry Breakfast accepts submissions of poetry and poetry related creative non-fiction year-round.  See our Submission Guidelines page for details on submitting your work.

Start your morning with a nourishing poem.  Follow us on  TwitterFacebook, and  Tumblr,  and enjoy a new poem every morning straight to your feed.

I Know – A Poem by James Diaz

I Know

I know how much faith can be lost
that you can die
without any ink ever spilled
in your name
i know some things you just cannot come back from
i know that the brink has many ledges
to stand and fall off of
head first, like your birth into this world
i know forgiveness
is the face in the mirror
that looks away
i know where you’re calling from
that payphone by the highway that they took out years ago
i know if you’ve never made bail
you don’t really know what uncertainty is like
i know saying i’m powerless in a room full of strangers doesn’t make it so
how no alley way is only shadows but what those shadows represent
that the stuffing can be pulled out of you so young
you are this things they have no name for
missing buttons, chewed off paw
and a smile that masks a lot of darkness
i know.

 

About the Poet:  James Diaz is the founding editor of the literary arts & music journal Anti-Heroin Chic http://heroinchic.weebly.com/. His poems can be found in Quail Bell Magazine, HIV Here & Now, Foliate Oak and Ditch. His debut book of poems, This Someone I Call Stranger, is forthcoming from Indolent Books (2018).

 

Poetry Breakfast accepts submissions of poetry and poetry related creative non-fiction year-round.  See our Submission Guidelines page for details on submitting your work.

Start your morning with a nourishing poem.  Follow us on  Twitter, Facebook, and  Tumblr,  and enjoy a new poem every morning straight to your feed.

Maggie in Baltimore – A Poem by James Diaz

Maggie in Baltimore

No one knows how far
you’ve come
like a small light
from the underground
hostile ruminations
out on the road

also, I love you
which is not much these days.

You were hungry once
and I was a badly trained dancer
who knew how to steal
a few things here
a few things there

jumped the fence
just to hand you a plastic flower,
a cemetery flower-
you blinked twice
and the fog rolled in.

 

 

About the Poet:
James Diaz is the founding editor of the literary arts & music journal Anti-Heroin Chic. His work has appeared most recently in HIV Here & Now, Foliate Oak, Chronogram, and Psaltery & Lyre. His first book of poems, This Someone I Call Stranger, is forthcoming from Indolent Books (2017.)

 

Poetry Breakfast accepts submissions of poetry and poetry related creative non-fiction year-round.  See our Submission Guidelines page for details on submitting your work.

Start your morning with a nourishing poem.  Follow us on  Twitter, Facebook, and  Tumblr,  and enjoy a new poem every morning straight to your feed.

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