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The Poetry Data Project - How to Help

How to Help

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14 creative poetry writing ideas for kids to write poems!

Poetry writing for kids: 14 Ideas - What Do We Do All Day?

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Words that describe someone's voice...

Writing Aid - words that describe someone's voice

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Ballymaloe International Poetry Prize 2014

€10,000 Ballymaloe International Poetry Prize: Entries Now Open

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In the streets, T.S. Eliot, "East Coker"

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The Hal Prize

The Hal Prize Judges

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Yeats

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"Using words to describe things that can't be described by words..." - Marcus Herron

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comic version of The Love Song of J.Alfred Prufrock

The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock by T.S. Eliot

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Walt Whitman, 1887 - beautiful colorization of photo

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The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep. Robert Frost

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Hay by Ted Hughes, via YouTube.

Hay by Ted Hughes

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Ted Hughes - Pike (from Lupercal, 1960), via YouTube.

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Chazen - Bridge Poetry series

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Alternate Take: Levon Helm by Tracy K. Smith ..... You know how, shoulders hiked nice and high, chin tipped back, So the song has to climb its way out like a man from a mine. Read more www.newyorker.com...

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Coming - Phillip Larkin On longer evenings, Light, chill and yellow, Bathes the serene Foreheads of houses. A thrush sings, Laurel-surrounded In the deep bare garden, Its fresh-peeled voice Astonishing the brickwork. It will be spring soon, It will be spring soon — And I, whose childhood Is a forgotten boredom, Feel like a child Who comes on a scene Of adult reconciling, And can understand nothing But the unusual laughter, And starts to be happy.

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The Mower By Philip Larkin The mower stalled, twice; kneeling, I found A hedgehog jammed up against the blades, Killed. It had been in the long grass. I had seen it before, and even fed it, once. Now I had mauled its unobtrusive world Unmendably. Burial was no help: Next morning I got up and it did not. The first day after a death, the new absence Is always the same; we should be careful Of each other, we should be kind While there is still time.

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Jim Harrison read this poem of his on the Montana episode of Anthony Bourdain's No Reservations .

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The fog comes on little cat feet. It sits looking over harbor and city on silent haunches and then moves on. Carl Sandburg

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Tomas Transtromer -

Tomas Tranströmer

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April 26th - Poem in Your Pocket Day - another fun thing you could do, Amy Yam

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Phillip Levine - 2012 National Poetry Month poster - Amy Yam, you should order one for your library pronto - they're free!

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A Ritual to Read to Each Other William Stafford

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A Ritual to Read to Each Other William Stafford

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Because I could not stop for Death... Emily Dickinson mural at West Cemetery, Amherst

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