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One Poem Only is a daily poetry podcast offering a quiet moment with a single poem—read aloud, without analysis or noise.
Rubbish or treasure
Who is to measure
The value of a life cast aside?
Nickeled and dimed
Without reason or rhyme
Delayed and denied a day’s breath
Who lives and who dies?
Who’s the lord of the flies?
This dystopian surmise too grim to speak
False gods of profit and power
Claiming souls by the hour
Growing strong from the plight of the weak
No penance for crimes
68,000 times
New dirges ring with each blink of an eye
Mercenary marionettes lie
Deaf to the bereft cries
Ascension ripe for the fall after pride
When a carpenter by trade
Fierce and tender will say
“I was thirsty, you gave me no drink”
“But sir, we never met”
How conveniently they forget
They met Jesus in the least of all these
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Write After: National Poetry Month with One Poem Only
Write After is a way to encourage poets to listen and write, and use National Poetry Month to highlight how listening to poetry makes us better poets. I know I write the best when I’m surrounded by beautiful poetry–it’s part of the reason I created this podcast, and I want to encourage others to share this practice. We'll get started in April. You can share to #WriteAfterOPO.
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