Morning Joy The sudden birds of morning, then the light and the distant line of horizon, knife-edge of the world. The air is keen with rustling. I hold this, I hold all this, saying Yes. About the Poet:... Continue Reading →
Enough This cold morning what you seek is what raven has. Nothing but sun on his shoulders. About the Poet: Tom Montag is the author of In This Place: Selected Poems 1982-2013, This Wrecked World, and The Miles... Continue Reading →
Morning These trees are fallen and the sky fell with them. A hawk spreads one wing, then the other. Everything means something, even this. About the Poet: Tom Montag is the author of In This Place: Selected Poems... Continue Reading →
Poetry Breakfast 