Category Archives: 30 for 30 Poetry Celebration

Dreams of Their Own   Ardent beauty in birth of a child A love so tender, a love like no other. Awesome beauty shines with glorious   Blessings As we watch our children grow with   A sense of pride. … Continue reading →

Alto cumulus                                                                           Erratic, bumpy, wave point ripples, rank upon rank of gnarled  liquid   that barely holds together.  And it’s span– Praise it!  Praise for the gap,   the gape, the gate torn off leaving variegated sky-ways open to … Continue reading →

I want to thank everyone who joined in this year’s 30 for 30 National Poetry Month celebration, sponsored by Potomac Review. There were many fine poems and many fine revisions which both surprised and delighted. I hope that those of … Continue reading →

One-Sided Conversation   (Original Version) A man in Japan built a small booth white with glass panels on a grassy hill overlooking the Pacific with a disconnected rotary phone inside so he could talk to his dead cousin, whom he … Continue reading →

THE BIG FAINT THE BIG FAINT (Original Version) I never fell out before So when I got up off the floor It was as big a surprise to you as to me ‘cause I never fell out, you see They … Continue reading →

The Book(Original Version) The book is a torso,             a mutilated hulk                         of limbless stone— but whether fragmented             by time or by origin,                         by mistake or by design, is hard to tell.             An artifact                         standing … Continue reading →

Dinnertime (original version)     The forks to probe are where they belong. The knives for cutting rest on the right. The spoons for measuring don’t know where to fit, and whether we need them anymore. Candles with black wicks, … Continue reading →

To preserve formatting, this poem has been saved as  a PDF. Please click on the link below to access it. Marc is a DC area poet who grew up in Iowa. He is a member of the Earth Collective, a … Continue reading →

The Praise of Birds (Original Version)   Can’t get enough of it ever–the flight of birds. I love their navigation:  precise   as mathematics, their gyroscope-intricate lift-and-return.  They’re wild to bet   it all in this older than thee-and-thou ballet.   … Continue reading →