Shooting Rabbits at Dinnertime
This is my response to Rabbits and Fire, by Alberto Rios. Unfortunately, it's a true story.
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Barbara Saunders-Jones
- Jul 18
- 1 min
Gulf
This is one of my most favorite poems in the world. My friend, Barbara, wrote it.
Carol Everett Adams
- Jun 3
- 1 min
D-Day, Girl Scout Cookies
This piece is an embellished account of a Girl Scout cookie sales planning meeting.
Carol Everett Adams
- May 12
- 1 min
Sunday Mornings
This was the beginning of my deconstruction.
Carol Everett Adams
- Apr 21
- 1 min
I Bless My Water Before I Drink It
This poem is about blessing water, and was inspired by the work of Masaru Emoto.
Carol Everett Adams
- Mar 15
- 1 min
P Sketches
P was a hospice patient who thought I should learn to draw.
Carol Everett Adams
- Jan 21
- 1 min
You are the mom you are the mom you are the
This poem came to me after a psychic reading I did for a friend.
Carol Everett Adams
- Dec 6, 2022
- 1 min
The Elk Poop in Serenity Pond
I wrote this poem in northern Arizona
Carol Everett Adams
- Nov 3, 2022
- 1 min
It Was the First Concert for Some of the Victims
I wrote this poem after the Manchester Arena bombing in 2017.
Carol Everett Adams
- Oct 21, 2022
- 1 min
Shopping at Whole Foods
A poem about how Extra things can feel at Whole Foods.
Carol Everett Adams
- Oct 9, 2022
- 2 min
Take This Down
Love is love.
Carol Everett Adams
- Sep 6, 2022
- 1 min
So She Covers Her Lovely Face
This erasure poem was published in Euphony. The found text is from Billy Sunday: The Man and His Message, by William T. Ellis in 1914.
Carol Everett Adams
- Aug 30, 2022
- 1 min
Look Up
This is my purposefully-vague summary of a couple of evenings I spent in Sedona years ago watching for UFOs.
Carol Everett Adams
- Aug 24, 2022
- 1 min
As We Slide Off the End of Last Year
I wrote this poem in early 2017, after the 2016 US Presidential Election. Carrie Fisher's & George Michael's deaths were also on my mind.
Carol Everett Adams
- Aug 21, 2022
- 1 min
USA After Newtown, Connecticut
"A poem cannot stop a bullet. A novel can't defuse a bomb. But we are not helpless. We can sing the truth and name the liars." S. Rushdie
Carol Everett Adams
- Aug 6, 2022
- 1 min
Scarlet Lady, I Call You To Me
Last fall, I got to sail on a Virgin Voyages ship called Scarlet Lady, and I've been obsessed with her ever since.
Carol Everett Adams
- Jul 6, 2022
- 1 min
Pendulum Takes a Question from the Audience About Guns
Pendulum considers us foolish and selfish to keep going the way we are with guns in the US.
Carol Everett Adams
- Jul 3, 2022
- 1 min
Elvis Presley, Slot Machine
I saw the Elvis movie last weekend (and loved it), so it seemed a good occasion to dust off this older poem and revise it a bit.
Carol Everett Adams
- Jul 1, 2022
- 1 min
Growing Up in Dad's House of Can't
This poem was published in The Midwest Quarterly. It was inspired by the book Dating Jesus by Susan Campbell.
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