by Abena Beloved Green for National Poetry Month, April 2020 Over ten years ago, I wrote this prose poem reflecting on driving in Ghana and about how incredible it is that a person wakes up in the morning, goes out in the world and returns in one piece in this country. The amount of traffic…

By Anna Yin for National Poetry Month, April 2020 When I was a kid, like others in China, I was taught to recite Chinese traditional poetry. I didn’t understand why and thought it was just for the culture and language. When a teenage, I occasionally wrote poems in Chinese but forgot them all, well, they…

by Bill Arnott for National Poetry Month, April 2020 A world of poetry. This, I understand. Being witness to stomped-verse haka in Waitangi, the lyrical thrum of Outback didgeridoo, breathy sax in a wet London underpass, red slashed characters on a mud wall in Hebei, tanka blurred through joss smoke in Kyoto, rantings of a…

by Jeevan Bhagwat for National Poetry Month, April 2020 The world is filled with poetry. It spills out from neighbourhood cafes and public school classrooms across the nation, saturating its soil with culture. Now more than ever, poetry is experiencing a renaissance that is manifested in the proliferation of alternative venues where poets can share…

by Jude Neale for National Poetry Month, April 2020 I have written to many different forms of inspiration—music, art, dance and poetic collaboration. During this process I wrote and published seven books of poems. I am moved by everything to create my imagist poems. This time last year I was determined to follow the NPM19…