Pilgrim published poetry


Timothy Pilgrim's published and accepted poems -- 344 of them, each accompanied by a photo or photo-illustration, most of them Pilgrim's -- are linked below.

Recent Pilgrim published or accepted poems (76 in 2016) include those such as "Past tents," "Missoula migration," "Light found to have weight," "Vacuuming around the dead," Existential haircut," "War memorial" "Homage," "Dreaming on key," "Afghanistan misery index," "Claiming, not owning," "Drying tear, sullen sky," "Taut too," "Silenced night," "My last professor" and "Revolutions."

Poems published in 2015 include ones such as "Mapping water," "Little adobe something-or-other in Santa Fe," "I cannot do the splits," "Out of Missoula," "Tent not taken" and "Summer maid." 

In 2013 and 2014, poems like "One-mime town," "Breathing snow," "Chicken," "Choppy water," "Gerunds running down my leg," "Smudging," "Ken Burns effect," "Too much gossamer," "Gestapo glaciers," "Zigzag mowing" and "Water birthing" were published.

In 2011-12, poems like "300 streams of memory," "Painting lesson (republished in a poetry anthology)," "Missed connections" and "Two dogs, one stick" were published. 

Earlier poems such as "At the Nez Perce camp with Spirit Woman," "Vacuuming your cat," "Destined to rhyme," "Seduced by metaphor,"  "Angle of repose" and even Pilgrim's first poem, "The woods near our home," are included under earlier categories.

Four poems -- "After the falls" and "Half lithe," accepted by Prole Press in the U.K. and "Dry rope" and "Real man howls," accepted by Toasted Cheese -- will not be available here for a time because of publication rules those publisher have. Check for the poems here later!



Pilgrim sample poem -- 2016


The bitter end

When she becomes remote, 
draws black curtains over green eyes, 
keeps you, your touch, at bay, 
know no way exists 
to foster hope. You see, she's folded 
your memory -- creased it really,
really creased it -- placed it
at the end  of a scrapbook she calls 
her life. All bits tossed away for good --
for you, for bad. She's whirled off 
in dirty wind,  gone coffin gray.
Time for you to fade, decay.
                             Timothy Pilgrim
   (published by Convergence, 2016)


(copyrighted Carolyn Dale photo: Timothy Pilgrim on Blackcomb Mountain, B.C.)