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04-30-2015, 11:27 PM
This is somewhat USA-centric, so sorry to those of you who have letters and not just numbers in your postal codes.


"April is National Poetry Month, so we’re asking you to memorialize your federally appointed numerical designation by writing an ode to your ZIP code.

The Takeaway is teaming up with our friends at the O, Miami Poetry Festival and WLRN-Miami Herald. We're asking you to pay tribute to the least poetic definition of where you live: The ZIP Code. We want you to memorialize your federally appointed numerical designation by writing an ode to your ZIP code.

Each ZIP code is five numbers, so we're asking that each ZIP Ode be five lines—the number of words in each line is determined by the number in your particular zip code.

Here's one example:

(3) Between mangroves and
(3) homes, paddling a
(4) Zodiac inflatable boat through
(3) Boca’s canals with
(2) a broom

If your zip code has a zero, that line can be left blank."

I first heard this on public radio this morning and have been busy since, so haven't tried my hand at it. Wanted to put this out here for others to see.

My zip code has 3 numbers larger than 5, and 2 zeroes, so hmm. A bit of challenge.

Postal code letters could be treated like zeroes, perhaps?

Anyone want to play?

05-01-2015, 12:03 AM
I'll play.


So close
To the
A Mobius Strip of pols, pundits and wonks.

05-01-2015, 12:31 AM
Oh, this is fun!


In truth, this is my work address.

Short poem.

05-01-2015, 07:41 AM
I'll play with the Canadian postal code.

Must begin with the first letter, syllables and lines by the number, end with the last letter.


This is where I write poems:
in this lowly corner
where loud ribbons of steel
shunt oil and wheat abroad
and lush green meet the head
of a creek and ravine.

05-01-2015, 07:47 AM
Australia: 5076

Truly there are no words


But let me just say this anyway

Burradoo has the best book shops.

05-01-2015, 09:02 AM
Oooo, I have to think about this one. Sounds fun!

05-01-2015, 02:35 PM

I have
one thing to
say here,
best said
in silence.


Very fun, Juni! Y'all's poems are all better than mine, too. Wish I had more zipcodes....

05-01-2015, 07:52 PM

My neighbor has a couch in his front yard.
Across the street, Sharon yells at her Chihuahua,
Patches is tuned out by a police siren.

05-01-2015, 08:42 PM

More! More!

05-03-2015, 10:41 AM
(Where I live now) 85048

Dry mountain slope fringed by denim and diamonds,
Born from a fake name
Banal enclave too smug
To fight the freeway that will end it.

(Where I grew up) 87410

Autumn cottonwoods flame gold in the river valley
Petrified forests and potsherds guard the hills
Loved, but left behind:

05-03-2015, 02:00 PM

05-03-2015, 04:39 PM
Never happy with my poetry, but whatever....


Yellow, color of faded bruises and mustard stains
Urine puddle inside the cage
Key dangling around his neck like a bee's stinger
Binding his death with freedom

12-30-2015, 12:32 PM
I'd forgotten about this and then a few days ago found a scrap of paper which I'd scribbled on. And so took it up again. Y'all got yours out so quick - I'm embarrassed to say I went through several different incarnations before settling on this one.


Windy west end of gorge, the blue white green
of Cascadia are here: rivers, clouds, forests -
Edge of suburbia, edge of wild.

(Cascadia Now! is a movement to form our own country out of Oregon, Washington, and British Columbia, with maybe a bit of northern California too. The flag is blue white green)

B.D. Eyeslie
12-30-2015, 05:37 PM
Ode to the Middlesex Canal

crawled from the stagnant, twenty-seven mile channel
faster than the first barge got to Boston.
Two centuries later, I walked the canal.