October 2026 packs a lot into thirty-one days for poets — first-book prizes, single-poem contests, translation awards, and a few big travel opportunities all close this month. Below is a curated roundup of poetry contests October 2026 and related calls we verified on official contest or publisher pages. Always double-check guidelines (fees, eligibility, and formatting) before … [Read more...] about Poetry Submission Deadlines October 2026
Take Him Down, By: Nathan Mallon
Take him down Take him dow Take him do Take him d Take him Take hi Take h Take Tak Ta T They got Al Capone They got Al Capon They got Al Capo They got Al Cap They got Al Ca They got Al C They got Al They got A They got They go They g They The Th T Eventually … [Read more...] about Take Him Down, By: Nathan Mallon
If I Should’nt Be Alive, By: Emily Dickinson
If I shouldn't be aliveWhen the robins come,Give the one in red cravatA memorial crumb. If I couldn't thank you,Being just asleep,You will know I'm tryingWith my granite lip! … [Read more...] about If I Should’nt Be Alive, By: Emily Dickinson
If I May Have It When It’s Dead, By: Emily Dickinson
If I may have it when it's deadI will contented be;If just as soon as breath is outIt shall belong to me, Until they lock it in the grave,'T is bliss I cannot weigh,For though they lock thee in the grave,Myself can hold the key. Think of it, lover! I and theePermitted face to face to be;After a life, a death we'll say, --For death was that, and this is thee. … [Read more...] about If I May Have It When It’s Dead, By: Emily Dickinson
If Anybody’s Friend Be Dead, By: Emily Dickinson
If anybody's friend be dead,It 's sharpest of the themeThe thinking how they walked alive,At such and such a time. Their costume, of a Sunday,Some manner of the hair, --A prank nobody knew but them,Lost, in the sepulchre. How warm they were on such a day:You almost feel the date,So short way off it seems; and now,They 're centuries from that. How pleased they were at … [Read more...] about If Anybody’s Friend Be Dead, By: Emily Dickinson
I’ve Seen A Dying Eye, By: Emily Dickinson
I've seen a dying eyeRun round and round a roomIn search of something, as it seemed,Then cloudier become;And then, obscure with fog,And then be soldered down,Without disclosing what it be,'T were blessed to have seen. … [Read more...] about I’ve Seen A Dying Eye, By: Emily Dickinson


