Your stop for the annual poetry fic challenge!

For our eighth poet, we are celebrating the inspiration of Major Jackson!

If you want a new prompt, please comment on this post any time in August, and I'll be happy to give you a new one.

If you'd rather take a stab at an old prompt, you can take a look at the original sign up post, or the July Challenge prompts from that year.

As always, amnesty for all previous challenges remains open!

From Aubade

Just imagine the hours you're
Not squandering away,
Nor the ant-like minutes frittered
With a tentative fiance.

From Self-Portrait as the Allegory of Poetry

When I lie down at night
my wife says "I reek
of recycled news."

From On Cocoa Beach

You can have your sororities of pain and darkened subways.
I will give myself to the great battles of clouds and surfs.

From Special Needs

A sound, a whole sound is never a separation.
A whole sound is an angelic order.

From Thinking of Our Shame at the Gas Pump

I let two kinds of time pass through me
and shunned the dying madness of corners

From On Disappearing

At a glance from across the room, I wear
September on my face

From How to Listen

I am going to pay attention to our lives

From A Lesson After Swimming

Each answer a clue.
The right words, a collection of spaces

From I'll Fly Away

There was never a sound beside the sea
Except one and that was my long sigh