a poem a day, more or less
Just come to my mind
My thoughts will scratch out your face
Just come into my sight
My eyes will start snarling at you
Just open your mouth
My silence will smash your jaws
Just remind me of you
My remembering will paw up the ground under your feet
That’s what it’s come to between us.
— Vasko Popa
The Gladdest Thing is meant to be a repository of good poems. You can read them here, or subscribe to have them emailed to you as new poems are posted. The site is maintained by Michelle McGinnis.
"The Gladdest Thing" is a phrase from Edna St. Vincent Millay's poem "Afternoon on a Hill".
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