Timothy Pilgrim, a Pacific Northwest poet whose work explores loss, hope and redemption -- all the while mapping water -- gives you a warm and hopeful welcome!
Below, sample a newer poem -- he posts a different one every few weeks.
Pilgrim published poems (linked above too) includes 257 poems, each accompanied by one of Pilgrim's photo.
His work has appeared in several dozen online and print literary journals -- and in anthologies, collections and other publications.
Pilgrim poems can also be found in 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).
In addition, he is one of three authors of Bellingham Poems (published 2014 by Flying Trout Press, a nonprofit publisher -- the book is available to order online at Bellingham Poems -- cover shown below left).
All his new unpublished poems are available here (also linked at the upper right): Pilgrim new unpublished poetry
His older unpublished poems can be found here: Pilgrim older unpublished poems
Pilgrim also posts mass media educational material and provides links to alternative media voices.
If you wish, explore information about the rich getting richer in America, government lies and propaganda, fake journalism, and a potpourri of media criticism at his Western Washington University site, Timothy Pilgrim -- poet and teacher. He is emeritus associate professor of journalism there.
Enjoy -- and thanks for visiting!
New Pilgrim poem
Out of Missoula
"The fear is always there. If you return home you risk madness."
Richard Hugo, The Real West Marginal WayYou drive away lost, again,parents dead, lover gone, follow the Clark Fork down, wend your way west, Montana to coast, Puget Sound hook of sand where chum salmon begin, later end a Dungeness River run.Unlike you, they learn early -- breathe, filter hope from salt, avoid hookand barb. You suck in sea air, exhale Missoula, gray snow, ice, empty mind, wade angry surf, face into wind, feel the sting rip your ribs even as it picks beach logs clean. Everything hereneeds to be punished, cleansed white then redeemed -- reason enough to trade in gray, tithe some life, lie face up in foam, madness busy stripping human bones. Timothy Pilgrim
(copyrighted photo by Eugene Dale: Timothy Pilgrim)
Site updated July 2015