Friday Poems
![Celestial Objects](https://thefridaypoem.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/05/Celestial-Objects-320x225.jpg)
Celestial Objects
by Maria Castro Dominguez — My son sails the Mediterranean / and sends me a photo of a sextant from the deck: / mythical and modern ...
!['Walking the Hill by Pam Zinnemann-Hope' in black text on white with a large Friday Poem yellow blob rising below it like a big ol' sun.](https://thefridaypoem.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/04/Walking-the-HIll-320x225.jpg)
Walking The Hill
by Pam Zinnemann-Hope — Here I am, walking up Pope’s Hill / on the tarmac track. / It’s a cold January day, / the track’s very steep ...
!['East Dubuque Sandbar 1959 by Robert Halleck' in black text on white with a tiny Friday Poem yellow blob over the 1959](https://thefridaypoem.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/04/Robert-Halleck-320x225.jpg)
East Dubuque Sandbar 1959
by Robert Halleck — Feltes Motors searchlight scans the sky. / Mid August, rain coming soon. / Children’s holes to China left from the day ...
!['The Importance of Being Earnest by Jeanette Burton' in black text on white with a big yellow Friday Poem blob over the right hand lower side.](https://thefridaypoem.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/04/Jeanette-Burton-320x225.jpg)
The Importance of Being Earnest
by Jeanette Burton — There in the audience, my mother and me, / lights yet to be dimmed, unwrapping ...
!["Wetsuit by Regina Weinert" in black text on white with half a large Friday Poem yellow blob like a low sun top right.](https://thefridaypoem.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/04/Regina-Weinert-320x225.jpg)
Wetsuit
by Regina Weinert — The hollow body hangs / in the cupboard under the stairs / headless hands and feet // detached ...
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How to Speak Crocodile
by Christina Dunhill — Better not to speak at all. Be circumspect. / Encourage others to speak out. Offer tender grunts ...
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The Inheritors
by Christopher James — Before we gave up the farm to the scarecrows, / we trod the bounds one last time, following / the tracks ...
!["Because this is a Venice Poem (after Tishani Doshi) by Rachel Spence" in black text on white with a Friday Poem yellow blob below the text like a rising / setting sun.](https://thefridaypoem.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/03/Rachel-Spence-320x225.jpg)
Because this is a Venice Poem (after Tishani Doshi)
by Rachel Spence — Expect to hear the words lagoon, pigeon, crumbling. / Expect to read of water as desire ...
![Return to Ithaca by Mark McDonnell in black text on white with a medium sized yellow Friday Poem blob over the word 'Ithaca'](https://thefridaypoem.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/02/Return-to-Ithaca-by-Mark-McDonnell-320x225.jpg)
Return to Ithaca
by Mark McDonnell — He arranges chairs, has quiet words / with waiters, reprises their old walks / in a golf buggy so she can get around ...
![Oh, someday, girl, I don't know when by Sharon Black in black text on white with a big yellow Friday Poem blob over the middle](https://thefridaypoem.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/02/Sharon-Black-320x225.jpg)
Oh, someday, girl, I don’t know when
by Sharon Black — The swing-seat is shaded / by hanging rhododendrons / whose leaves and flowers ...
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Tammy Wynette
by Dane Holt — The only records found in my grandmother’s attic / were by scorned women for scorned women / written by men ...
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After What You Have Been Through
by Lex Runciman — If you have roses, it would be good / to water them now, though it be late, late / September ...