My poem “What We Say When We Say Nothing” has now been posted among the day five offerings of the Tupelo Press 30/30 Project (9 poets have agreed to write 30 poems apiece in 30 days, to raise funds for Tupelo Press, a non-profit literary publisher).
What We Say When We Say Nothing
The rain has died and everything follows:
black, white – the law’s supposition. Their bodies
glisten only in memory. One says look at me from the steel…
Tomorrow’s poem is titled “Your Armpits Smell Like Heaven,” thanks to the generosity of Plain Jane of Family Rules: Reflections by Plain Jane, who is giving Ron Evans a run for the money in the “worst 30-30 title ever” competition. I have sponsors for Friday and Saturday, but could use one for Sunday. Conjure up a title (be creative, be weird, be gentle, be poetic), donate $10 to Tupelo Press, let me know what the title is, and I’ll write the poem. The sponsored poems thus far have been a blast to write, and the titles have led me to poems I’d not otherwise have written. If you’re so inclined, please visit the 30/30 blog at: Donate to Tupelo. Scroll down to “Is this donation in honor of a 30/30 poet?” and select my name, “Robert Okaji,” from the pull down so that Tupelo knows to credit the donation to me. And please let me know as soon as possible what your title is.
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Thank you for your support! Only 25 poems to go!