And when the trembling shook the entire house it woke me into shock

as if you are a child lost on the water in a boat cast off from its lines

I am grateful for all the poets who submitted their work for the contest. Every year we get poems from all over the United States, and even across the world, about any number of topics.

In mid-century America, nuns and sisters were writing poems, and publishing them in the nation’s finest publications.

Rewrite God’s poems until the mob in us froths at the mouth.

What is it you cannot stand to live with any longer? Toss it in