Sponsored by Workhorse, Lexington Poetry Month is an easy to use
platform for poets to publish and share their work in an attractive
way. The community is supportive and diverse, commenting and
encouraging one another throughout June. Money we raise goes
to maintaining the cost of the website and publishing the yearly
anthology. Our goals are to provide every poet (~150) a copy of
the anthology, lower printing costs, and expand opportunities
offered during Lexington Poetry Month, such as featured readings
and poetry workshops.
I love how your poem gets straight to the point without wasting any words!
Thank you! Glad to hear the image worked to show the meaning.
And some people never stop, just graduate from fireflies as they get older. Great poem.
Thanks! It’s an image that has stayed with me since childhood and one I see reflected in today’s world.
stolen light/not ours … evokes the feeling of “Out of Africa” for me…what is never really ours, in nature or in…?
Very true, Greg!
This is a wondeful poem that says it all. I’m very impressed!
Thank you. It’s an image that stuck with me since I was a kid. Glad I found words yesterday to write it.
It is an image for kids of the rural landscape and not so much for kids in the illuminate city nights.
Sad and true.
Love this, Pam! Little fallen stars in a Mason jar.
Thanks, Roberta!
Lovely. I like how you illuminated the guilt. There’s too much entitlement vs guilt in the world.
Thank you. Has stuck with me since I was a kid.