#436: One More (I Promise, the Last) Metaphor Dice Poem on April 28, 2022

poetry. sacrosanct. midwife. Thirty days has the cruelest monthand thirty days in a row for nine yearsduring April I have written a poem.I try and mostly fail to communicateto my students the worth of such a thing, poetry in and of itself, yes, let alonewriting one every day for thirty days, but they don’t quiteContinue reading “#436: One More (I Promise, the Last) Metaphor Dice Poem on April 28, 2022”