Timpilgrimjune2016.jpgPacific Northwest poet Timothy Pilgrim welcomes you! Sample a new poem below (changed every few weeks).

Pilgrim published poems (linked above too) has over 300 published poems, most accompanied by one of his photos or photo-illustrations. 

Newer unpublished poems are available at Pilgrim new unpublished poetry (also linked above).

Unpublished poems from a while ago can be found at Pilgrim older unpublished poems.

A book of 33 Pilgrim poems, titled Mapping water (see the cover below), is available from Flying Trout Press.

Bellingham Poems, a 2014 collection of poems by Chuck Luckmann, Paul Piper and Pilgrim, is also available from Flying Trout Press and at Bellingham locations.

Pilgrim's work is included in Noisy Water, an anthology of Whatcom County, Wash., poets (Other Mind Press); Poetry Walk: The Second Five Years (Poetry Walk Press); Idaho's Poets: A Centennial Anthology (University of Idaho Press); Tribute to Orpheus II (Kearney Street Books); and Weathered Pages: The Poetry Pole (Blue Begonia Press).


See more of Pilgrim's photography and the work of writer and editor, Carolyn Dale (his wife) at Carolyn Dale -- writer and editor. Her monthly humorous, informative, witty essays are available in the section called Present Imperfect.

Stories of the pioneer life of the family of Ella P. Jordan Dale -- called Memoirs: Life on the Farm for the Seven Jordan Sisters 1890-1919, and edited by Dale -- can be purchased as an e-book from Smashwords.com (where the Kindle format is available), BarnesandNoble.com, nationalbookstore.com, ebookmarket.org, ibooks at Apple and others.

 As an emeritus associate professor at Western Washington University, Pilgrim also offers information about the rich in America getting richer, government lies and propaganda, fake journalism, and a potpourri of media criticism -- as well as links to dozens of ALTERNATIVE MEDIA. See his WWU website, Timothy Pilgrim -- poet and teacherEnjoy -- and thanks for visiting!

New Pilgrim poem

Inner-city war memorial
No names are etched here,
no stench drifts in from napalm
spread like bad jam on lush jungle.
A bomb-scarred wall runs low 
over the rise then dives 
for cover. City remains lie 
tangled in vines -- charred cars, 
broken bowls, human bones. 
High in kapok trees, 
pintail snipes sing of a black child 
running naked from flames 
toward her white saviors.
They hover over her
like fans on a hot night.
                           Timothy Pilgrim

   (copyrighted photo: Timothy Pilgrim)

    Site updated July 2016