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Celebrating Living Poets: Naomi Shihab Nye

Throughout the month of March, I’m celebrating a living poet each day. The living poet I’m reading today is Naomi Shihab Nye, and her collection of poems I’m using is Voices in the Air: Poems for Listeners. I’m writing Cento poems, which are lines of existing poetry that are taken and put together to form a new poem, much like making a patchwork quilt.

Naomi Shihab Nye’s line from a poem was featured as last year’s National Poetry Month poet by Poems.org (if you have not requested your free one for this year, request it here before they run out – and you can also download it for a letter-size poster. I was pleasantly surprised that a former student from the school district where I work was the artist for last year’s poster. You can read about the artist Christy Mandin here.

When I read the full poem Gate A-4 by Nye from last year’s poster, my mind went back to the Albuquerque airport – the Sunport, from which we had flown back home to Georgia after driving half of Route 66 in June of 2024. That’s a small airport, and it’s the reason we chose it to fly home. When we do the other part of Route 66, we will fly into Los Angeles and out of Albuquerque, basically having completed Route 66 from both ends to the middle from each direction. In any case, I was seated on the wall opposite the check-in desks, and I could envision the entire scene of the poem playing out. It warmed my heart in all the best ways. I’d been right there. Right in that spot where the action in the poem happened. And I was grateful for the memory of being there to be able to “see” it so clearly. My Cento poem today is rooted in the bad news for the woman in the poem at Gate A-4. My last line is in response to how Naomi herself took the bad news and made it good.

Poets will do that.

You can read more about Naomi Shihab Nye here. As a member of the Stafford Challenge who will attend the first poetry conference in Oregon this June, you can believe that one of the speakers I’m most looking forward to hearing is Naomi Shihab Nye. I hear her appearances are rare, which already has me anticipating what a treasure of a moment this will be.

I use Cento sticks to capture golden lines, then rearrange them into new poems.

Bad News

What can you expect?

News loves to be bad

Poured full of ripe language

beneath each human move

What surprised you lately?

Lines for this cento were taken from these poems: The Tent; Moment of Relief; After Listening to Paul Durcan, Ireland; Showing Up; Where do Poets find Images?

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Celebrating Living Poets: Jericho Brown

He’s famous for inventing his own form of poem called the Duplex, and he’s a professor of writing and the Director of the Creative Writing Program at Emory University in Atlanta, Georgia – a mere hour from where I live just south of where his pen graces his pages each day. I own his book The Tradition, but I couldn’t find it anywhere and am grateful that our public library in my small town had a copy. You must check out Jericho Brown, a Pulitzer Prize winning poet who is as real as poets get on a deeply personal level. I’ve written a cento poem using his existing lines from this collection to form a new poem below.

You can read more about Jericho Brown on his website, and here and here.

Two Words

A poem is a gesture toward home

or the woman for whom it was a gift.

None of our fights ended where they began.

Long ago, we used two words.

Lines taken from, in this order: Duplex; After Avery R. Young; Duplex: Cento; The Legend of Big and Fine.

A sneak peek of poets for days 20-31

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Celebrating Living Poets: Amanda Gorman

I was transfixed on the smiling poet delivering her poem with grace and poise at the Biden inauguration. Wearing a yellow coat, with red, she beamed and took the podium. When she spoke, I was speechless, mesmerized. Her name is Amanda Gorman, and her poetry is healing. Our nation needs a spoonful – perhaps a bottle full – of Amanda Gorman right now. You can read more about Amanda Gorman here and here. I’ve composed a Cento poem using Gorman’s lines from various poems, listed beneath the poem. Her words: Pay Attention. Learn from them. are words I will carry into the day.

We Rouse Ghosts

Even as we stand stone-still

we rouse ghosts ~

A grandma on a porch fingers her rosaries.

This truth, like the white-blown sky.

What endures isn’t always what escapes.

Pay attention.

Learn from them.

Taken from: The Shallows; Who We Gonna Call; The Miracle of Morning; & So; Cordage, or Atonement; Hephaestus; In the Deep

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Celebrating Living Poets: Joy Harjo

The living poet I’m celebrating today is Joy Harjo, our National Poet Laureate from 2019 to 2022. Harjo is a Native American poet who writes about nature, sky, and origins. I am using her existing lines from The Woman Who Fell from the Sky to create a Cento poem.

You can read more about Joy Harjo here.

Night Sky

From the moon we all look the same

When the earth makes a particularly hard turn

When embers from the sacred middle are climbing out the other side of stars

Wings of night sky

Or is it the shadow of a woman on the run?

Lines taken from the poems, in this order: Promise; The Song of the House in the House; The Place the Musician Became a Bear; The Dawn Appears with Butterflies; Witness

Sneak peek of poets coming days 21-31
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Celebrating Living Poets: Kate Baer

She’s a poet with a playlist for everything. She finds messages of wisdom in her hate mail replies and turns it into found poetry. She’s a mother, a wife, and a writer, and she’ll make you stop and think. The living poet I’m celebrating today is Kate Baer, who was first recommended to me by my friend and small group writing buddy Glenda Funk. I started with her collection I Hope This Finds You Well and then read all the others, and I’m anxiously awaiting whatever comes next. Hers are dessert poems with a bit of a sharp kick, like a tangy lemon tart or a bowl of the sweetest watermelon sprinkled with Tajin. It hits you square in the womanhood solidarity in its delicious aftertaste.

You can read more about Kate Baer here. Be sure to scroll down deep enough in the article to listen to her playlists – they’re all linked, and I leave her writing playlist on repeat whether I’m writing or working in my cubicle with my noise-cancelling headphones (perfect for when a colleague is making a phone call or having a conversation).

Advice on writing from Kate can be found here. Another interview here.

Snapshot

The moment before the photograph

you turn and lift your face

in the blue eye of winter

fat with love, drunk with adoration

eyes up, arms out

walk out into the evening and sing

no music. Just the world and all its noise. You.

I never wanted anything more than you.

Taken from: The Bridesmaid’s Song; After; Today; Grown Alice; Undivided Attention; The Protagonist Remembers; How it Will Happen; For My Son on His 13th Birthday.

Poets for Days 11-20
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Celebrating Living Poets: Hannah Rosenberg

The living poet I’m celebrating on this 19th day of The Slice of Life Challenge at Twowritingteachers.org is Hannah Rosenberg. She is the author of the collection entitled Same, containing poems from which I am using her existing lines to create an original Cento poem.

You can read more about Hannah Rosenberg on her website. Or, follow her on Instagram at @hannarowrites. You can also read this interview to learn more about Hannah.

Souls of Women

My life is filled with the souls of women.

They made pasta and Alfredo sauce, bought chips,

building a life we knew was fleeting.

It’s nice to know there are people out there, even if they are not.

Taken from: Marriage of Friends; Once Upon a Time in an Apartment in Boston; Roommates in my Twenties; Always at Home with Them.

A Sneak peek of living poets Days 11-20
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Celebrating Living Poets: Wendy Cope

Each day of March during the Slice of Life Challenge, I’m celebrating living poets by using their work to create new poems from existing lines. How fitting that today’s poet wrote The Orange – – just like a slicing logo! Her name is Wendy Cope, and she is from Great Britain. Her title poem was born from a simple moment with friends and has become a world favorite. In her story below, which describes how she came to write the poem, it reminds me of Frank O’Hara’s famous lunch poems. She is the UK female parallel to his New York City male perspective of capturing the simple moments.

Wendy Cope shares here about how she came to write The Orange, and also here.

In Orbit

We looked up at the stars

both in a spin with nowhere to spin to

I can’t sleep at night.

I can’t forgive you.

I want to do it anyway

But it could take a while.

Taken from: Song; 9-Line Triolet; I Worry; Defining the Problem; Seeing You; Men Talking.

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Celebrating Living Poets: Misha Collins

As we move through March, here’s a St. Patrick’s Day hat tip to living poet Misha Collins. He’s an actor, a poet, and a lot of other things such as a lifeguard, motorcyclist, and clean eater. I’ve added a link to some more information about his life, below, and I’m using his collection Some things I still can’t tell you to compose a Cento poem from his work. Unfortunately, this book was a divorce announcement – which doesn’t make me happy, but it does show how poetry can be used for so many purposes in our lives. In the peace of a dove on a branch, in the beauty of summer rain steaming off the hot asphalt, and even in the heartbreaking pain of divorce.

You can read more about Misha Collins here.

Used Book Parade

For the first time in three years

yesterday I read a used book

looking just the same

and perfect

and needed to cry for a scene

that that parade of it all might ignite me.

My Cento lines are taken from: Housekeeping; Reread; Alessandra; Way-finding; The Center; Taxi

A sneak peek at poets for days 11-20
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Celebrating Living Poets: Chelsea Rathburn

Last night’s Slicer Meet-Up was a great way to meet three slicers I’ve never met on camera before – Cheryl, Chris, and Lori – and “see” Lainie again! Even through I read their blogs and feel I know a few things about them, it’s such a deeper experience when you can hear voices and see eyes. Thank you, Lainie, for setting this up, and a heartfelt Cheers to friends I know a little better now!


This month, I’m celebrating living poets by writing a Cento poem from a chosen collection of their work. I’m proud to say that the poet today is from my own home state.

Look closely at the photos of the books by Chelsea Rathburn below, and you will notice that there are color tabs marking many of the pages. When this current Poet Laureate of Georgia came to visit our local coffee shop during National Poetry Month two years ago, I tabbed the pages that I requested she share during her reading. You can read more about Chelsea Rathburn here.

Ol’ Possum Playing Poker, Drinking Bourbon, and Smoking Cigars In His Old Age

I picture him still sitting in some cafe

women in rustling skirts, old men with walkers

And that big curved room with the water lilies.

Hateful? He had a mean streak, maybe

thin tail pointing toward us, face turned away.

Lines for this poem were taken from, in this order: The Talker; Eclogue with Paris and Prayer; Eclogue with a Line from a Postcard; Eclogue with Street Theatre; Small Deaths.

A sneak peek at poets for days 11-20
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Celebrating Living Poets: Victoria Hutchins


We are nearly halfway through the Slice of Life Challenge 2026, and I can’t believe how quickly we are moving! I’m enjoying all the things I’m learning from bloggers all around the world and connecting with them through the power of words.

I’ve sent both my daughters a copy of Make Believe: poems for hoping again by Victoria Hutchins. It’s one of those poetry collections that right from the first page, you’re nodding in agreement with full head movement even if you’re in a room all alone. You have full conversations with Victoria, as if she were your best friend or even your sister. After you read each poem, it’s your turn to reply, and you do – – imagining she is right there at the table with a cup of coffee, wearing pajamas and eating a Mason jar of overnight oats while you chat the morning away with her in your head.

Victoria Hutchins rose to poetic fame on Instagram and TikTok. You can listen to an interview with her and read more about her here. Hutchins offers hope and encouragement in dark days through each poem.

Listen

At first, I didn’t recognize her.

Almost everyone is a stranger until you zoom in or pan out.

The life of it has hollow eyes.

That’s the thing about imaginary friends.

That’s by design.

Listen closely and maybe you’ll realize – it isn’t your voice.

Taken from these poems, in this order: god on Main Street; panda aspen grove; is the party dead already?; god as imaginary friend; blindside; whose hate did you swallow?

Sneak peek of books for days 10-20