Poetry Break

“I Love You Big Brother” by Alex Lemon

I don’t know why I like this poem; I wish I could tell you, but it’s something that just cannot be explained. In fact, I can’t begin to explain why I love the book this poem comes from. Or what it is about Alex Lemon that just brings me to that place where inspiration meets paper.

So without explanation, I present to you today’s poem: “I Love You Big Brother” by Alex Lemon. Please enjoy.

More Alex Lemon

Poetry Break

“Going Back to Sleep” by Molly Brodak

I hadn’t heard of Molly Brodak until a pages of The Cipher appeared on my Twitter stream. I ordered the book (though, I haven’t yet read it) only to learn it was published posthumously.

So for today’s poem, I have chosen “Going Back to Sleep” by the late Molly Brodak, as read by Robert Vaughan for his National Poetry Month 2020 YouTube video. Please enjoy.

More Molly Brodak

Poetry Break

“Wanting to Die” by Anne Sexton

I’ve chosen Anne Sexton for today’s poem because of my brother. Not because this poem relates to anything he’s felt – at least, not of which I am aware. I chose Anne Sexton because she’s his favorite poet. I chose “Wanting to Die” because I too “have nothing against life,” but that hasn’t stopped me from wondering.

What kept me from stepping off that ledge has been the fear of what happens next. Not the fear of heaven or hell, my “immortal soul,” or what rewards or punishments await me when my heart stops, brains stops firing off signals, and lungs rest after their last breath. It’s the idea that while I’ll experience my death, I will not remember it. I will hold no memory of it. Will not tell its story or discuss it with friends. It’ll be a dreamless sleep, erasing me from this world. I’ll exist only in the memories of those who loved me until their end comes.

So for today’s poem, I have chosen “Wanting to Die” by Anne Sexton for a couple of reasons.

More Anne Sexton

Poetry Break

“A Statement from No One, Incorporated” by Justin Phillip Reed

I would like to say that my decision when choosing some of these poems was purely coincidental. I choose some of these poems a month in advance, after all. But it’s not coincidence; it’s just a sad fact of this country. Daunte Wright and Adam Toledo were both stripped of a future by police officers who shouldn’t have held the position in the first place.

We can talk all we want. We can protest all we want. We can petition and march. Call for defunding and write our senators. But it’s still disheartening to watch the news when another unarmed citizen is gunned down by a police officer.

When politicians like Marjorie Taylor Greene and Lauren Boebert either supported the death of fellow members of congress or tweeted the locations of prominent leaders during an insurrection, it’s hard to trust our leaders. It’s difficult to see that justice will be served when so many people of color have been slain and their murderers walk free and sign book deals.

We continue to hear the excuses and justifications for these murdered individuals. We watch as they are demonized and their killers sainted in the media. And all we can do is continue on, march, protest, petition, and hold them accountable.

For nineteenth poem, I have chosen “A Statement from No One, Incorporated” by Justin Phillip Reed.

More Justin Phillip Reed