Poem-a-Day

The only daily poetry series publishing new work by today’s poets.

Poem-a-day

^{translated from the Ojibwe by the author}

At the threshold
of melancholy
is a voice barely heard

a light wrapped in fog
and a piece of steel
longing for flint.

Strike it.

Gashkikanokaaning
apii gashkenindaman
agaawaa bapoweyan

waateg gashkaabateg
manidoo-biiwaabik
misawenimaad biiwaanan.

Zisikinebidoon.

Title	Author	Date
Riding Alone for Thousands of Miles	Sally Wen Mao	10/06/2015
I Do	Sjohnna McCray	10/05/2015
That Music Always Round Me	Walt Whitman	10/04/2015
Mowing	Robert Frost	10/03/2015
Geode	Alicia Jo Rabins	10/02/2015
Leviathan	Laura Da’	10/01/2015
Twelve-Hour Shifts	Jill McDonough	09/30/2015
Sometimes the Way It Rains Reminds Me of You	Colleen J. McElroy	09/29/2015
The Woodlice	Aracelis Girmay	09/28/2015
Duval’s Birds	Conrad Aiken	09/27/2015