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.
Thanks Kevin 😊
Oh and you will be pleased to meet.. Mr. Zephyr Bucksnort 😉
He’s an asshole and likes to eat windshield wipers. Affectionately known as Mister.
Coleman, this poem is as close to perfect as any I’ve ever read. Concise and yet evocative; the form and the way the line breaks work, the way the first and last lines are the shortest and connected, but interrupted. Bravo!
Love this poem’s clever take on yard work: The parenthetical build-up of dread is fantastic, and “mower” as something can be the zero turn machine or you as the agent mowing is genius. Good description of a villain with that “killer lawn”!
Laughing and groaning! I’ve known lawns like this.
Really like this form.
And like how mower is not just the other part of the lawn machine but a command as well… mow-(h)er
Oh, my. I know this all too well. We have a hill in our front yard that attempts to launch us, too.
The form is perfect for this poem. Awesome.
Mow safely, friend!
Love the choices you’ve made Coleman, form, line breaks, words — the works!
A cinquain? You are just too fancy! Take me to school.
This is absolutely word perfect. The brevity and conciseness of this reminds me of William Carlos Williams. You are becoming a master, dude.
By the way I cannot get enough of your photo. Coleman the Mystic Horse Whisperer.
Thanks Kevin 😊
Oh and you will be pleased to meet.. Mr. Zephyr Bucksnort 😉
He’s an asshole and likes to eat windshield wipers. Affectionately known as Mister.
I smiled as I read this; I’ve been there!
Love how you utilize the title!
Coleman, this poem is as close to perfect as any I’ve ever read. Concise and yet evocative; the form and the way the line breaks work, the way the first and last lines are the shortest and connected, but interrupted. Bravo!
Love this poem’s clever take on yard work: The parenthetical build-up of dread is fantastic, and “mower” as something can be the zero turn machine or you as the agent mowing is genius. Good description of a villain with that “killer lawn”!
Laughing and groaning! I’ve known lawns like this.
Really like this form.
And like how mower is not just the other part of the lawn machine but a command as well… mow-(h)er
Like a zero turn, you defly navigate this form!
Coleman, sluggerman, this is sick.