"A Meditation in Tweets"

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I never, ever thought that I would print or in any way promote a poem written in such a distorted style. I admit, I was biased against this poem from the moment I read the title. But ultimately I was impressed by the language and the way the poet used the form to her advantage.

Pasted below is the last stanza of the poem (because, as mentioned in the addendum, the poem is intended to be read in reverse order, beginning with the last stanza).

"A Meditation in Tweets"
by Kimberly Grey

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Birdbath out back but we r the birds of this tub, our little boat almost sunk & us beneath it;
necks smeared w/a pithy brightness. Let this

"A Meditation in Tweets," a poem by Kimberly Grey, was published on April 13, 2010, and is continued online in Linebreak.

Two from Knopf's Poem-A-Day (April 2010)

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"A Remedy for Insomnia"
by Vera Pavlova

Not sheep coming down the hills,
not cracks on the ceiling—
count the ones you loved,
. . .

"A Remedy for Insomnia," a poem by Vera Pavlova, from If There Is Something To Desire (translated from the Russian by her husband, Steven Seymour), was sent on April 9 and is continued at http://poem-a-day.knopfdoubleday.com/2010/04/09/remedy-for-insomnia-pavlova/.

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"Seven Horses" by Marge Piercy

When I was a pencil of a girl
I had seven horses, one
for each day of the week.
. . .

"Seven Horses," a poem by Marge Piercy, from The Crooked Inheritance (Middlemarsh, 2006), was sent on April 2 and is continued at http://poem-a-day.knopfdoubleday.com/2010/04/02/piercy-seven-horses/.

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Every day in April, in celebration of National Poetry Month, Knopf Poetry sends a free poem via e-mail. You can sign up for these mailings on the Knopf website at http://poem-a-day.knopfdoubleday.com/?ref=poemaday_poetrynl.

Happy Poetry Month!

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"Cat Love" by Lyn Lifshin

if you had a favorite
pillow or worn cotton
shirt it would be ok
about loving it. But
cat love is a risky
choice. It sounds so
sentimental and this
isn’t even a dead or
dying cat. Let’s say it
is not a cat but say
an old bathrobe you
feel comfortable in. . . .

"Cat Love," a poem by Lyn Lifshin, is continued in the Apple Valley Review (Fall 2006).

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"Jane Austen's Toes" by Rob Hardy

Jane Austen never mentions toes,
although she must sometimes
have thought about her own—
blistered, perhaps, and sore
from walking in pattens with wooden soles. . . .

"Jane Austen's Toes," a poem by Rob Hardy, is continued in the Apple Valley Review (Fall 2007).

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"This Morning" by Bonnie Bolling

Another morning and I wake
hungry for something I cannot name.
I walk out to the grass and everywhere
there are gifts—the tree hangs with
lemons. . . .

"This Morning," a poem by Bonnie Bolling, is continued in the Apple Valley Review (Fall 2007).