Potential Titles: Mud

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With our heels digging into the good mud - Hanif Abdurraqib "How Can Black People Write About Flowers at a Time Like This"

Fields of mud and blood and blue - Mike Allen "Kandinsky's Garden"

Over the muddy waters of reconciliation - Julia Alvarez "Fights"

Under the muddied moon - Homero Aridjis (transl. by George McWhirter) "The last night of the world"

Down in a mud of blood and dirt and wine - Stephen Vincent Benet "Lucullus Dines"

Barges spinning on a mud-sick river - William Brewer "Appalachia, Your Genesis"

Nor is the mud benevolent - Jennifer Chang "River Pilgrims"

Escaped from the mud of hope - Leonard Cohen "Homage to Morente"

Muddy boots of retreat - Jim Daniels "Foundation"

Shoveling muddy snow or heaving ice - Babette Deutsch "Hibernal"

Cleanse the muddy mirrors of my thought - John Drinkwater "Persuasion"

Across dirt roads and muddy ditch paths - Danielle Emerson "shíma yazhí ahéheeʼ / thank you, auntie"

From the same mud of creation - Heid E. Erdich "The Love that Dares"

What formed the muddy storm - Heid E. Erdich "Paint These Streets"

The road alone maintained itself in mud - Robert Frost "Our Singing Strength"

Voices buried in the Mississippi mud - Joy Harjo "New Orleans"

The turtles asleep in the mud - Mary Cornelia Hartshorne "Wind in Mexico"

On a floor of pine silt and spring mud - Robert Hass "Heroic Simile"

How deep a mud puddle dips - Georgia Heard "Room of Ordinary Things"

From mud where no one planted it - Conrad Hilberry "Let It Be Night"

Summons tiny seedlings from the mud - John James "Lullaby"

Rise like breath from the river mud - Zilka Joseph "Leaf Boat"

The blue mud ushers in glacial till - Janet Kauffman "Caught Between Rocks"

Sheathe my feet in slippers of dried mud - Vandana Khanna "Parvati Practices Her Austerities"

My lips' chapped mantra of mud - Vandana Khanna "Parvati Tires of Waiting"

In the old language of dust and mud and stars - Vandana Khanna "Reconciliation"

Mangrove thrusts deep in salty mud - Muna Lee "Caribbean Marsh"

A dim red glare through mud bespattered glass - Amy Lowell "J--K Huysmans"

Not enough to cover the quaking mud - Dorothea Mackellar "The Grey Lake"

Filthy with murder and mud - Don Marquis "A Song of Men"

On all our muddy graves - Jamaal May "A Brief History of Hostility"

Creatures of mud and starlight - Campbell McGrath "The Everglades"

Of dazzling mud and dingy snow - Edna St Vincent Millay "Song of a Second April"

Paint me with salt mud and clay - Devin Miller "Whale Mothers, Witch Mothers"

Lie in the mud and howl for them - Harold Monro "Overheard on a Saltmarsh"

Togas of worm-eaten mud - Pablo Neruda "Revolutions" transl. by Alastair Reid

Of blood, of mud, of wise men - Hieu Minh Nguyen "Confessional"

My muddy muse in Atlantic gown - Grace Nichols "Litany"

Will build their huts out of mud and bones - Gregory Orr "The Dead in Early Spring"

No leaves upon this muddy stream appear - Margaret Fuller Ossoli "Lines to Edith on Her Birthday"

Folk of mud and flame - Dorothy Parker "The dark girl’s rhyme"

Their path through rivers of mud - Lynn Riggs "The Wolves"

Like muddied water holds the sun - R.S. Saha "Kin"

From the fertile mud of memory & myth - Ann K. Schwader "Why We Left"

Mud of Moscow, scum of Warsaw - Taras Shevchenko "To the Dead" transl. by Alexander Jardine Hunter

Mud water puddles along enamel - Jake Skeets "In the Fields"

Trailing their pageants of the mud - Muriel Stuart "Words"

The mud gleams with malicious light - Iris Tree "[Washed at my feet by the curded foam of sluggish waves]"

Endless rains turn the trail to mud - Ts'ao Chih "Presented to Piao, the Prince of Pai-ma" transl. by Burton Watson

Pine roots wound down into the black, black mud - Catherynne M. Valente "Aquaman and the Duality of Self/Other, America, 1985"

Drag my feet in the mud inside my head - Rosemarie Waldrop "Doing"

The mud inside my head - Rosemarie Waldrop "Doing"

A flower or two picked from mud - William Carlos Williams "March"

Fill my heart with mud - Yi Lei "Nature Aria" transl. by Tracy K. Smith and Changtai Bi


Wasps on the mudbanks - Edmund Blunden "The Scythe"


Shape the aftermath of a mudslide - Mahogany L. Browne "I Remember Death by its Proximity to What I Love"


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