<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[Poems for Tomorrow]]></title><description><![CDATA[Spreading hope and inspiration through the power of poetry.]]></description><link>https://www.poemsfortomorrow.com/readhere</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Fri, 30 Oct 2026 05:54:11 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.poemsfortomorrow.com/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Anna Stesia]]></title><description><![CDATA[Anna Stesia introduce yourself to me,  bring me black cherry relief in a solid gold paper cup,  low-sodium miracle in a single-serve...]]></description><link>https://www.poemsfortomorrow.com/post/anna-stesia-1</link><guid isPermaLink="false">68607cc54cc67cb11b8bc402</guid><category><![CDATA[Issue 4]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2025 00:22:08 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>poems4tomorrow</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Love Your Bones]]></title><description><![CDATA[Love your bones, you must love your bones For without these How can any living person work the journey of pavement to front door to...]]></description><link>https://www.poemsfortomorrow.com/post/love-your-bones-1</link><guid isPermaLink="false">68607ceba5354756409e819d</guid><category><![CDATA[Issue 4]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2025 00:21:47 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>poems4tomorrow</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Seashells for Ears]]></title><description><![CDATA[I got confused  when they tested my hearing by making me stare at uppercase E’s  projected on the wall all backwards and forwards  small...]]></description><link>https://www.poemsfortomorrow.com/post/seashells-for-ears-2</link><guid isPermaLink="false">68608701a5354756409e9652</guid><category><![CDATA[Issue 4]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2025 00:21:28 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>poems4tomorrow</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Grape-Nuts of Wrath]]></title><description><![CDATA[From the bed to the window takes me a good, quiet minute, from the window to the toilet takes me a minute or two, everybody shush, from...]]></description><link>https://www.poemsfortomorrow.com/post/the-grape-nuts-of-wrath-2</link><guid isPermaLink="false">686086bea5354756409e95b8</guid><category><![CDATA[Issue 4]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2025 00:20:21 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>poems4tomorrow</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Oncology-Whiz]]></title><description><![CDATA[It felt like that morning took all day long, the ambergris hours you spent in bottom time in the MRI, the doctors going wreck diving...]]></description><link>https://www.poemsfortomorrow.com/post/oncology-whiz-2</link><guid isPermaLink="false">686086ada5354756409e9595</guid><category><![CDATA[Issue 4]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2025 00:20:05 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>poems4tomorrow</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Hope Like Sunlight]]></title><description><![CDATA[Sunlight rushes in a brand new day, heart lifting with hope in the knowledge of a day without appointments, a day to play and create, a...]]></description><link>https://www.poemsfortomorrow.com/post/hope-like-sunlight-1</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6860867aa5354756409e9525</guid><category><![CDATA[Issue 4]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2025 00:19:13 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>poems4tomorrow</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Blossoms]]></title><description><![CDATA[Outside the shuttle window, pink buds bloom  like cherry blossoms, bright and bountiful  in rain. The blue-gray sky is strung  with...]]></description><link>https://www.poemsfortomorrow.com/post/blossoms-1</link><guid isPermaLink="false">686086594cc67cb11b8bd7e9</guid><category><![CDATA[Issue 4]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2025 00:18:40 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>poems4tomorrow</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Prisms]]></title><description><![CDATA[They wake with questions—  some fun, silly, sweet: Do slugs have blood?  Is water wet? Questions of wonder: Can humans fly? Do we breathe...]]></description><link>https://www.poemsfortomorrow.com/post/prisms-1</link><guid isPermaLink="false">68608629ccc85eb48d0dcb2b</guid><category><![CDATA[Issue 4]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2025 00:17:53 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>poems4tomorrow</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Warriors]]></title><description><![CDATA[They tell me they dreamed  I was Viking Mama  riding Golden Sparkle Dragon,  wielding an ax, in a golden robe  and chainmail dress I...]]></description><link>https://www.poemsfortomorrow.com/post/warriors</link><guid isPermaLink="false">68608617ccc85eb48d0dcb07</guid><category><![CDATA[Issue 4]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2025 00:17:31 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>poems4tomorrow</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Our Hearts a Chrysalis ]]></title><description><![CDATA[Wake to your voice saying “Mama, Mama,” to your slender arm  reaching inside the blankets, body shivering in cold gray light.  Wake to...]]></description><link>https://www.poemsfortomorrow.com/post/our-hearts-a-chrysalis</link><guid isPermaLink="false">686085e64cc67cb11b8bd6fc</guid><category><![CDATA[Issue 4]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2025 00:16:45 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>poems4tomorrow</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Fireflies of Hope ]]></title><description><![CDATA[for Camp Firefly 2024 &#38; our St. Jude friends  Together, we spend sun-drenched days  on the water, glide across a lake  of sparkling blue,...]]></description><link>https://www.poemsfortomorrow.com/post/fireflies-of-hope</link><guid isPermaLink="false">686085b6ccc85eb48d0dca68</guid><category><![CDATA[Issue 4]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2025 00:16:18 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>poems4tomorrow</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[rain as the joyful tears of the gods]]></title><description><![CDATA[transparent shirt on my skin, eyes closed and pointed to the heavens. cleansing the mental exhaustion, the sweat and tears from my face....]]></description><link>https://www.poemsfortomorrow.com/post/rain-as-the-joyful-tears-of-the-gods-1</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6860854431e1fc780b68f67c</guid><category><![CDATA[Issue 4]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2025 00:14:05 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>poems4tomorrow</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[sharing]]></title><description><![CDATA[moments like these remind me of the reason for life. women laughing, curled on the couch and aching sides from laughing: air tight around...]]></description><link>https://www.poemsfortomorrow.com/post/sharing-1</link><guid isPermaLink="false">68608525a5354756409e92b1</guid><category><![CDATA[Issue 4]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2025 00:13:33 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>poems4tomorrow</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[spring returning, slowly]]></title><description><![CDATA[dirt tracked inside on the bottom of my shoes later– i can smell spring– quivering worms, grubs cut in half, sweat from use of my shovel....]]></description><link>https://www.poemsfortomorrow.com/post/spring-returning-slowly</link><guid isPermaLink="false">686084f7ccc85eb48d0dc911</guid><category><![CDATA[Issue 4]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2025 00:12:59 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>poems4tomorrow</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Rebirth]]></title><description><![CDATA[I My daughter's men come fast,  tearing hard and strong,  at the space between my ears. There's nothing here can stop this rancour, and I...]]></description><link>https://www.poemsfortomorrow.com/post/rebirth</link><guid isPermaLink="false">686084e44cc67cb11b8bd54c</guid><category><![CDATA[Issue 4]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2025 00:12:25 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>poems4tomorrow</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Progress]]></title><description><![CDATA[‘Mother, I’m scared, The incessant ticking of time. On and on, never stopping. Will it stop for me?’ ‘One day son, But not yet. You’ve...]]></description><link>https://www.poemsfortomorrow.com/post/progress</link><guid isPermaLink="false">686084cb31e1fc780b68f5be</guid><category><![CDATA[Issue 4]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2025 00:11:57 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>poems4tomorrow</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Homing]]></title><description><![CDATA[May I find my way? This wandering life, in which I can only wander, hoping to move on, move on to new, Move on to better? But only to...]]></description><link>https://www.poemsfortomorrow.com/post/homing</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6860847f31e1fc780b68f545</guid><category><![CDATA[Issue 4]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2025 00:11:28 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>poems4tomorrow</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[A Quiet Rebellion]]></title><description><![CDATA[I have stood in the shadow of others, Fingers stretched like roots, Desperate to please, to bend, Until my skin split like an overripe...]]></description><link>https://www.poemsfortomorrow.com/post/a-quiet-rebellion</link><guid isPermaLink="false">686083e0ccc85eb48d0dc743</guid><category><![CDATA[Issue 4]]></category><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2025 00:08:26 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>poems4tomorrow</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[the hurt in the heart the heart won’t hold]]></title><description><![CDATA[as if he’d done enough, not enough but something, something this side of nothing, when nothing wears a tourniquet and a stocking cap in...]]></description><link>https://www.poemsfortomorrow.com/post/the-hurt-in-the-heart-the-heart-won-t-hold</link><guid isPermaLink="false">686081a4a5354756409e8c2b</guid><category><![CDATA[Issue 4]]></category><pubDate>Sat, 28 Jun 2025 23:58:56 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>poems4tomorrow</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Detail]]></title><description><![CDATA[Antoni Szostak  is an artist and writer from San Diego, CA whose free verse is combined with materials of tactile significance. Recent...]]></description><link>https://www.poemsfortomorrow.com/post/detail</link><guid isPermaLink="false">686080c7a5354756409e8a3b</guid><category><![CDATA[Issue 4]]></category><pubDate>Sat, 28 Jun 2025 23:54:55 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/16015f_9a04fc7a210c465390ed736f9588f8c4~mv2.jpeg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>poems4tomorrow</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>