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
Loyalty., By: Emily Dickinson
Split the lark and you'll find the music,Bulb after bulb, in silver rolled,Scantily dealt to the summer morning,Saved for your ear when lutes be old. Loose the flood, you shall find it patent,Gush after gush, reserved for you;Scarlet experiment! sceptic Thomas,Now, do you doubt that your bird was true? … [Read more...] about Loyalty., By: Emily Dickinson
Love., By: Emily Dickinson
Love is anterior to life,Posterior to death,Initial of creation, andThe exponent of breath. … [Read more...] about Love., By: Emily Dickinson
Love’s Humility., By: Emily Dickinson
My worthiness is all my doubt,His merit all my fear,Contrasting which, my qualitiesDo lowlier appear; Lest I should insufficient proveFor his beloved need,The chiefest apprehensionWithin my loving creed. So I, the undivine abodeOf his elect content,Conform my soul as 't were a churchUnto her sacrament. … [Read more...] about Love’s Humility., By: Emily Dickinson
Poetry Is Just The Truth Getting Ready For A Night Out, By: Nathan Mallon
Poetry is just the truth getting ready for a night out It tries everything on It has a drink It gets mithered It has a drink It forces excuses from nowhere It stays home It has a drink And feels better … [Read more...] about Poetry Is Just The Truth Getting Ready For A Night Out, By: Nathan Mallon
Love’s Baptism., By: Emily Dickinson
I'm ceded, I've stopped being theirs;The name they dropped upon my faceWith water, in the country church,Is finished using now,And they can put it with my dolls,My childhood, and the string of spoolsI've finished threading too. Baptized before without the choice,But this time consciously, of graceUnto supremest name,Called to my full, the crescent dropped,Existence's whole … [Read more...] about Love’s Baptism., By: Emily Dickinson


