Name This Poem

ShaunSenor copyMolly tells me you can read
Your fortune in the bathtub:
Run out, count the stars, then
Lock yourself in the bathroom, turn
Off the lights, and you’ll see
Your grave in the bathtub—I did.
But she must be lying.

Oh what I wouldn’t give
For a nickel and a dime
And a cherry with a seed
Inside to crack my teeth upon.
I’m going home, home,
On my way home. Continue reading

Upcoming Workshop: Turn an ordinary chair into a poetic work of art

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Originally posted on R.O.M.P.:

annesextonchair 009Enjoy a creative morning at the Rural Oklahoma Museum of Poetry and design a poetry-art chair. ROMP has several on display featuring the works of Whitman, Dickinson, Sexton, Yeats, Bukowski and more. Join ROMP director Shaun Perkins, who will facilitate a museum tour, give instructions and provide all materials, for this fun and inspiring workshop.

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