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Richard Foerster

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Poet, editor. Recent books: Boy on a Doorstep: New and Selected Poems (Tiger Bark Press); With Little Light and Sometimes None at All (Littoral Books). National Endowment for the Arts Poetry Fellowships (1995, 2011). Maine Literary Awards (2007, 2011).

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The clearest possible indication that Bove now has enough votes to be confirmed.

23.07.2025 00:01 — 👍 13617    🔁 2419    💬 925    📌 225

Silence!

24.06.2025 16:43 — 👍 2    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 0
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Issue 19: Richard Foerster — Green Linden Press

I'm deeply honored to have this quirky poem of mine in the new issue of Under a Warm Green Linden and to share the space with my friends Sean Thomas Doherty and Med Kearney and so many other fine poets whom I admire. Thank you, editor Christopher Nelson.

www.greenlindenpress.com/issue19-rich...

20.06.2025 14:40 — 👍 2    🔁 1    💬 0    📌 0
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Richard Foerster – Poetry - The Maine Arts Journal: The UMVA Quarterly Balance and imbalance, the solstice teetering on the edge, a held breath—these symbols fill this exquisite poem by Richard Foerster. The speaker both invests in darkness and is “a celebrant of solstic...

Here’s (yet another) solstice poem of mine from a few years ago that first appeared in The Maine Review, was reprinted by Poetry Daily, and reintroduced by Betsy Sholl at the Maine Arts Journal. Happy Solstice, All.

maineartsjournal.com/richard-foer...

20.06.2025 10:40 — 👍 3    🔁 1    💬 1    📌 0

Nec mora, percusso mendacibus aere pennis
abripit Iliadem.
—Metamorphoses X, ll. 159–160

Ganymede figures in a few of my poems. I've always been of two minds regarding this myth: Is that seizing of the youth a blessing or a rape? Clearly here it's the former.

12.05.2025 12:39 — 👍 1    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 0
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Issue 31 - One Purple Sky Sunset by Julia S. Powell Contents Romeo Oriogun | Rebecca Weil | Kareem Tayyar | Ìfẹ́olúwa Àyàndélé | Erin Wilson | Catherine Carter | M. Nasorri Pavone | Jan FitzGerald | Matthew Mur...

My thanks to Richard Krawiec and everyone at Jacar Press for publishing this yoga poem of mine in the new issue of One. (Salabhasana in the locust pose.)

one.jacarpress.com/issue-31/

11.04.2025 16:36 — 👍 4    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 0
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Feeling grateful for my publisher, Littoral Books, and for this recognition from the Independent Publishers of New England.

28.01.2025 14:27 — 👍 2    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 0
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Gerard Manley Hopkins: ‘I wake and feel the fell of dark, not day’ I am gall, I am heartburn. God's most deep decree Bitter would have me taste: my taste was me; Bones built in me, flesh filled, blood brimmed the curse.

Gerard Manley Hopkins: ‘I wake and feel the fell of dark, not day’

I am gall, I am heartburn. God's most deep decree Bitter would have me taste: my taste was me; Bones built in me, flesh filled, blood brimmed the curse.

24.01.2025 10:00 — 👍 7    🔁 2    💬 0    📌 0
The Hole We Find    
by Matthew Murrey 

The hole we find ourselves in 
is fine for we are the fine people 
on that side. We carry the light 
into the night, bring our burning 
torches to unite the right, that’s right.
And this dawn has dawned so white 
and bright, brought us the shining 
sun, orange like our maganificent  
one, our fortunate son who rises 
here today to take his far rightful 
place once more as first in line.
Today’s our time, time to climb 
up from the hole and claim—
each one of us—this day is mine! 
Not theirs. They took it from us  
four years ago when we tried 
to stop the steal and take this stage 
with faithful zeal and patriotic fight.
We failed and did not prevail,
but we are back, and half the voters  
have our backs, and at our side 
is one grand old party, with its grand
dream of rolling back all the woke,
weak, neutered dreams of equity, 
inclusion, and “beloved community”—
all the restraints on the strengths 
of the strong like us who dare 
to name and claim what’s mine is mine.
The other side talks of taking care
and bringing peace, but they too 
know might is right, they live the lie:
spend endless sums on endless war
and genocide, all while ginning up 
joy and pride, all while on the sly
taking billionaires’ millions for their side. 
We are back and here to say winning
and getting rich is joy, and being white 
is a source of pride with no wrongs to right, 
except to shut the book on books 
that whine about how bad it was or is 
to take, to own, to master, to be first
like our great America, our America First.
So each of us is here today to raise a fist 
with pride for being strong, being a man, 
being a woman who will and can 
give birth to countless real Americans—
proud girls and proud boys who will 
stand back and stand by until we decide 
what will be done, then call on them to do it.
And so begins our Fight! Fight! Fight!   
and should any fact or law or group 
get in the way, we say “Screw it!”

The Hole We Find by Matthew Murrey The hole we find ourselves in is fine for we are the fine people on that side. We carry the light into the night, bring our burning torches to unite the right, that’s right. And this dawn has dawned so white and bright, brought us the shining sun, orange like our maganificent one, our fortunate son who rises here today to take his far rightful place once more as first in line. Today’s our time, time to climb up from the hole and claim— each one of us—this day is mine! Not theirs. They took it from us four years ago when we tried to stop the steal and take this stage with faithful zeal and patriotic fight. We failed and did not prevail, but we are back, and half the voters have our backs, and at our side is one grand old party, with its grand dream of rolling back all the woke, weak, neutered dreams of equity, inclusion, and “beloved community”— all the restraints on the strengths of the strong like us who dare to name and claim what’s mine is mine. The other side talks of taking care and bringing peace, but they too know might is right, they live the lie: spend endless sums on endless war and genocide, all while ginning up joy and pride, all while on the sly taking billionaires’ millions for their side. We are back and here to say winning and getting rich is joy, and being white is a source of pride with no wrongs to right, except to shut the book on books that whine about how bad it was or is to take, to own, to master, to be first like our great America, our America First. So each of us is here today to raise a fist with pride for being strong, being a man, being a woman who will and can give birth to countless real Americans— proud girls and proud boys who will stand back and stand by until we decide what will be done, then call on them to do it. And so begins our Fight! Fight! Fight! and should any fact or law or group get in the way, we say “Screw it!”

It's Inauguration Day, but there's no inaugural poem on the schedule, so I wrote an inaugural poem for Trump, MAGA and the country.

It's a poem meant to be read aloud, and so there's an audio link here: www.matthewmurrey.net/inauguration...

#Inauguration #poem #poetry #Inauguration2025

20.01.2025 11:57 — 👍 10    🔁 2    💬 0    📌 0

My book won the gold. Thank you, IPNE.

18.01.2025 23:06 — 👍 3    🔁 0    💬 2    📌 0
The Book Awards at IPNE - Independent Publishers of New England (IPNE)

My book, With Little Light and Sometimes None at All (Littoral Books), is on the short list for the poetry award. Wish me luck, and tune in tomorrow, Saturday 1/18/25 at 4 pm EST if you can.

ipne.org/the-book-awa...

17.01.2025 20:05 — 👍 7    🔁 0    💬 1    📌 0

Thank you, Sean, my friend. This is the opening poem in my latest book. (I’m new here on Blue Sky. In fact, this is my first post.)

14.01.2025 14:01 — 👍 3    🔁 0    💬 2    📌 0

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