Poets.org has ramped up the poems, with April apparently spilling into May with these pieces:

WHERE?
by Kenneth Patchen

There's a place the man always say
Come in here, child
No cause you should weep
Wolf never catch the rabbit
Golden hair never turn white with grief
Come in here, child
No cause you should moan
Brother never hurt his brother
Nobody here ever wander without a home
There must be some such place somewhere
But I never heard of it


According to Patchen's bio, a chronic spinal problem left him in almost constant pain for thirty years. Until some poet friends raised funds for an operation. It was a success, & Patchen enjoyed a brief respite -- until a follow-up surgery went wrong, & left him bedridden for the rest of his life.

During which "he created his most visually remarkable works".

Now read that poem again...

And then read this one:

May Day
by Phillis Levin

I've decided to waste my life again,
Like I used to: get drunk on
The light in the leaves, find a wall
Against which something can happen,

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