Georgia

In 1925, Georgia established a state poet laureate position, which is currently held by Judson Mitcham, who was appointed in 2012. Mitcham is the author of several poetry collections, including A Little Salvation: Poems Old and New (University of Georgia Press, 2007).

In 2016, Hank Stewart was named poet laureate of Atlanta, Georgia.

upcoming events

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May 08 2019
Creating Pathways to Healing A Poetry Celebration

Charlie Norwood VA Center and Poetry Matters Project collaborate to bring healing to veterans through poetry. The reading will be emceed by local newscaster Stephanie Lopez of Fox 54. Readings by project founder Lucinda Clark and local veterans. For more information contact [email protected].

11:30am
Uptown 3B-125
30909 Augusta, Georgia

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Judson Mitcham
Georgia poet laureate

Judson Mitcham

Judson Mitcham is the author of A Little Salvation: Poems Old and New (University of Georgia Press, 2007), Sabbath Creek (University of Georgia Press...

poems

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 (A Funeral Sermon)

Weep not, weep not,
She is not dead;
She's resting in the bosom of Jesus.
Heart-broken husband--weep no more;
Grief-stricken son--weep no more;
Left-lonesome daughter --weep no more;
She only just gone home.

Day before yesterday morning,
God was looking down from his great,
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        at The Funeral for 13,000; Andersonville
         Historic Site, September 19, 2015

Every prayer once prayed here is still in the air,
but there is also that old wine of astonishment, caught
in the throat. So who are we to have gathered here,
even in praise, even humbled

poem
Hairbraided chestnut,
     coiled like a lyncher's rope,
Eyes