Poetry Breakfast

Serving 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 book reviews to feed poets' and poetry lovers' souls.


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Tethered – A Poem by Saheli Khastagir

by Saheli Khastagir 

I am tethered to your brokenness.

These times are so hard,
Every “breaking news”
like a blow my phone hands to my gut
in small indifferent doses.
Each blow spreads my ribs to make room for

The splinter on his back
-the slow breaking of bones and spirits
cleared small rooms for each of us in fit in
to his embrace.

In these scars on our bodies,
the blood dried into soil
to nurture new lives, new loves.

{Is that why childbirth is so painful?}

The gravel in his throat
-like the skinned knee that puberty hands them-
helped sculpt that voice that crashes onto my name,
“Sahe-li”…just so. Perfect.

We plant our hearts in wounds shaped like us,
our hearts- the only muscle that grows and grows
into light-beams guiding our feet towards brokenness
that mirror us.



About the Poet:  Saheli Khastagir is a self-taught painter, writer and development professional. Her work spans development issues like gender, education, health, sanitation and others across South Asia. Her poems have appeared in or will soon appear publications like The Bombay Review, Guftugu Kitaab, papercuts, and anthologies “Map Called Home” and “Ultimate APM Anthology”. You can find her art on her website; she is currently creating 26portraits of writerly women for 26 letters of the alphabet.

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Tilt – A Poem by Laura Winkelspecht

by Laura Winkelspecht

There’s that certain quality
when someone speaks to you
after you’ve lost the other half

of your whole, that soft prodding,
that subtle emphasis on the word are
in “how are you?” that head tilt

of concern that I am compelled to fix
like a crooked picture: “I’m okay,”
I say because anything else

would cause their heads
to roll off their necks
with the sharp sadness of it all

About the Poet: 

Laura Winkelspecht is a poet and writer from Wisconsin who writes with the hope of finding some lightning among the lightning bugs. She has been published in One Sentence Poems, Rat’s Ass Review, The Lake, Poets Reading the News, Millwork, and others. She is a Pushcart Prize nominee.

Your rain rains more than mine – A Poem by Faye Nunez

Your rain rains more than mine
by Faye Nunez

The rain will always come
to drench the world in tears.
Sometimes it comes in little sobs
or loud cries of pain kept for years.

The pavement is wet with sadness
on this side of the street.
But once you reach the corner,
it is a dry road that you’ll meet.

It’s when you need an umbrella
that it’s sunny on the other side.
It’s when you run and duck for cover
that somewhere, you can just walk in stride.

Don’t fret over a little rainfall
Be not disheartened by a drizzle of rain.
Somebody else is stuck in a downpour.
Someone’s drenched in a severe hurricane.


About the Poet:
Faye Nunez is from Manila Philippines. She works as an account manager in a marketing agency. Writing fuels her creativity. She also loves music and travel.

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