Day Twenty-seven, Tupelo Press 30/30 Project

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Tupelo Press still has a few openings for September’s 30-30 challenge. Leave a comment or email me for contact info. It’s well worth doing.

“His Softness” is among the Day Twenty-seven 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). Many thanks to Sarah Rivera who sponsored and provided the title.

His Softness

What name would survive
had you not stepped into the water

that day? Memory assigned
a separate word, another given…

To see the rest of the poem, click here

Even though no more title sponsorships remain, you can still contribute to Tupelo Press! Every bit helps (even a dollar or two), and I’ve some other sponsorship opportunities, with corresponding incentives, listed here.

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 so that I may send a thank you and incentive gift your way.

Tomorrow’s poem is titled “With Summer Purpled Awe,” thanks to the kindness and generosity of Charlotte Hamrick.

Thank you for your support! Only 3 poems to go!

10 thoughts on “Day Twenty-seven, Tupelo Press 30/30 Project

  1. Woo hoo! A fun title. Unfortunately this will appear only on my blog, as the official Tupelo 30-30 marathon ends on the 30th, and I’ve titles sponsored through the 30th. I hope that’s okay.

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  2. The elusive quality of this poem thrills me. It’s as if I’m trying to hold on to something that’s slipping through my fingers, fading from sight, echoing in the distance, a scent barely detected before it’s gone. Lovely. Strangely enough, it’s also the feeling I get when characters are heading toward disaster, continuing along that path, and there is nothing they can or will do to stop themselves. Nothing I can do to stop them, either. A dreamlike state. Interesting.

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