Eggs Under the Moon by Elizabeth Barettea light poem that borrows recognizable Earth-imagery for a fantasy concept, to bring home the importance of that same seed.
This poem is on the YA podcast my story is going to appear in, "Cast of Wonders". So yay!
The True Poem by Serena Fusek This is a story of when I read this poem, I immediately thought of one I wrote and said to myself, "This is what I was trying to do, but didn't make it." Which is an odd mix of envy and inspiration, but not a bad thing. A visceral song of the making of songs.
(from the link you'll need to scroll down to see the one I am commenting on: both are excellent.)
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And lest you think I was becoming too serious for you,
let me introduce B.A.P. They're a new baby boy-band. I want to adopt them and steal their clothes.
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Aren't they cute? The one vocalist with that fantastic gravelly voice is actually an adult, but the other rapper is about 15. eeeeeee. Behbeh rappers!
...I know. Something is wrong with me.