Untitled Ninety-eight

Didn’t mean to– and no this isn’t a sorry. I wasn’t trying to come off like

that, rude. I–It’s just, connecting is really hard, especially when you feel

alone. I didn’t stop trying though, maybe not hard enough. See, I use to think I

was afraid of connecting to people, now I’m just scared of them leaving. Why

wasn’t the connection strong enough to stay?

— Day Sibley

Building Poetry Communities on WordPress.com

Lately, I’ve been spilling with ideas left and right. I’ve always wanted to start my own literary journal and open mic show. On top of creating a microblogging/social network website for writers all over the world, that way you can not only share your work but information on writing too.

The WordPress.com Blog

As we’re entering the final week of National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo) in the US, we want to celebrate all the wonderful poetry-centric community projects here on WordPress.com.

The sites we feature today — like many others we follow and love — make an important point. We may all write on our own, but it’s only when we join a community of other writers and readers that our voices are truly heard.


Keeping it local

Some of the tightest-knit poetry groups are bound by a shared space, where writers know not only each other’s work, but also each other’s face. Over at Poetdelphia, Philly-based poets share poems, announce readings and other events, and celebrate community members’ achievements.

typewriter poetry2Ghostless Sleep, by Yasin Chines at Xsentric.

Similarly, .: Poetry in Chicago is a project that aims to bring together writers from across the city’s eclectic poetry community, with posts on

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America the Forsake

I’m scared for my country.
It belongs to rough pale masculine
hands breed to pillage and take with
straightforward tongue, twisted dominance.
Its leaders reflect that of a parent to a child.
Showing pain cloaked and ready for war.
Let this country mirror the fool or the
devil who acts like a saint!