Pushcart Prize

Most of you are familiar with the prestigious Pushcart Prize. If not, please go here to learn more (http://www.pushcartprize.com).  It is our honor to nominate poet Jim Zola of Greensboro, North Carolina, for his poem, The Morning of My Death, which appeared in issue 2 of WINK: Writers in the Know magazine.

This is something any poet can proudly mention and add to their writer’s resume regardless of whether or not they win the prize. To be “nominated for a Pushcart Prize” is an honor itself.

We have nominated for the Pushcart Prize yearly in the past with our previous publications and will continue that tradition  going forward.

Here is Jim’s poem:

The Morning of My Death

For it most certainly will be morning,
someone forgets to shut the front door.
The dog wanders out and away

and is forgotten, adopted
by a family with eight children–
one more mouth doesn’t matter.

The door comes unhinged. How many times
did I take a hammer and whack the damn thing
back into place? The house too is falling apart.

Somewhere in the confusion is a list of things
that need doing.

I told you I was going out to get the paper.
I forgot to shut the door.

–Jim Zola