Forgetting the Color of Hansel’s Hair

Our “Poem of the Week” is one of three winning poems from this year’s Annual Poetry Contest. Contest judge Robert Fanning said, “…what made these winning poems shine was a line or an image that astonished me, diction that flickered with deeper meaning, and an ear tuned to the extraordinary music of language.”

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Special Soap

Bellingham, Washington is a hotbed of poetry judging by the quality of the submissions Third Wednesday receives from there.  We almost always find something worthy of publication.  This one, by Sarah Murphy-Kangas, is a prime example.  It’s Third Wednesday’s poem of the week.

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The Nightjar

In the U.S. we call them nighthawks but in much of the world they’re known as nightjars.  African poet, Kim Ottavi, who now lives in France, writes about the nightjars of home. Here is the poem of the week from Third Wednesday Magazine.

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I Have No Thoughts of Cosmological Matters – Our Poem of the Week

This week’s poem is a Triolet from M. B. Powell, a Washington poet who has three tiolets in the winter issue of Third Wednesday.  The poet’s chapbook, Lovers, Mothers, Killers, Others is published by Finishing Line Press2013.
tri·o·let
/ˈtrēələt/
noun
A poem of eight lines, rhyming abaaabab and so structured that the first line recurs as the fourth and seventh and the second as the eighth.

Photo credit:  NASA Hubble Telescope
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The Birds of Morris Graves

Our poem of the week is an ekphrastic based on the body of work of the Northwest artist, Morris Graves (1910-2001).  The background image is “Spirit Bird”.  This poem appeared first in the Spring 2017 issue of Third Wednesday and was later reprinted in The Ekphrastic Review.  (Disclaimer – the poem’s author is one of our editors).

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