There is a mistake on the 30/30 Project site today. The wrong poem was accidentally published for Day 7. I am sure it will be fixed as soon as the U.S. work day begins, but I did not want to let the day pass without sharing the correct poem here. The poem for today is called “Hungry.” Thank you to Callie Tolman for donating. That gift means a great deal to me. I am now halfway toward my goal, and I am grateful for every person who has read, shared, encouraged, or donated during this project....

I made it to Yogyakarta safe and sound and then proceeded to sleep for twelve hours. Now it is 4:00 in the morning, and I have lost all concept of time. I have been trying to write a short blog post each day about the poem appearing in the Tupelo Press 30/30 Project, but somewhere between Jakarta, Yogyakarta, airplanes, hotels, and twelve hours of sleep, I managed to lose track of the sequence. Yesterday’s poem was “Tap a Vein.” I wrote it because Beverly asked me to write a poem about...

I am writing this from Jakarta, only a few hours after landing, with that strange airport feeling still in my body. The trip has crossed time zones, cities, weather, memory, and grief. About 24 hours ago, I was sitting in the Minneapolis airport waiting for my flight to Incheon. I was tired. I was between places. I was thinking about Minneapolis, a city I mostly knew through television until history forced me to know it differently. That is where this poem came from. Airports do that...