Or, The Junkies, Part III
Dadaism, I can't even start to think... No dance is innuendo, unkempt, A talk at elusive edge, To fit no faultfinding.
I explain a galaxy tugboat Or teach a capable, inaudible, Breadfruit some creek and blunder, Veritable, the congenital moon.
- By Eight Spammers
April is National Poetry Month. Celebrate with: ● Videos featuring the Children's Poet Laureate, Mary Ann Hoberman, from The Poetry Foundation ● The International Reading Association, lesson plans on "Composing and Performing Found Poetry" ● Activites from The Academy of American Poets ● Activities and more from Reading Rockets ● Interviews with 36 poets from The Miss Rumphius Effect ● 30 Poets/30 Days, new poetry on Gotta Book
Illustrations © Deborah Freedman