Terry Jude Miller
Poet based in Richmond, Texas
About Terry
Terry Jude Miller is a Pushcart Prize nominated poet from Houston, Texas. The recipient of many poetry awards including the 2019 Smallest Leaf Award, 2018 Catherine Case Lubbe Manuscript Prize, Maxwell Prize, and the Inez Grimes award, the Georgia Poetry Society 2018 Langston Hughes Award, a Juried Poet for the 2011 & 2012 Houston Poetry Festivals and winner of the Global Peace Poem competition of the 2012 Tyler Peace Festival, his work has been published in scores of publications including the Southern Poetry Anthology, the Lily Poetry Review, The Comstock Review, the National Federation of State Poetry Societies' “Encore”, the Texas Poetry Calendar, Harbinger Asylum, Postcard Poems and Prose Magazine, Everyday Poets, the University of Houston's Bayou Review, Ancient Paths, Orbis, Stepping Stones Magazine, Furnace Review, Shine Journal, Blue Skies Poetry, Survivor's Review, Live Oak Review, Lamplighter Review, Bijou Poetry Review, Chaffey Review, Foundling Review, Houston Literary Review, Boston Literary Magazine, the Edison Literary Review, and the Birmingham Arts Journal. Miller's books of poetry are titled: “The Drawn Cat's Dream” (published by the Poetry Society of Texas), “The Day I Killed Superman”, “What If I Find Only Moonlight?”, and “The Butterfly Canonical” and can be purchased at barnesandnoble.com and amazon.com. He is a member of the Academy of American Poets and the Poetry Society of Texas. He is the creator of the Texas Poets Podcast. Miller is the 1st Vice Chancellor of the National Federation of State Poetry Societies.
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Selected Poems
the open window
For Walt Whitman and Ed Folsom
"Camerado, this is no book,
Who touches this touches a man"
- From Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman
it's the most enduring thing
I learn from Whitman, Compadre
this is no poem,
who touches this page, touches my heart
touches the note that changes
the A-chord to A-minor
this is the codex of infinite translations
I felt you enter from an open window
the heat of your hand raises the temperature
of the room, the stanza, the poem
some of this you already know
some you will come to know
but there is much more you will
never know—that part I leave
to you to live out
all are welcome to join my family
tell others you are my daughter
you are my son—you just might be
in one of the many universes
what you don't understand, the sea
will break down and bring around again
this is sign language for I love you
see how my hand trembles
as it scurries across the page like a mouse
as I place my myself upon this leaf
Published in: Bayou Review - University of Houston (2023)
To Belong
We'd give our kingdom.
Sacrifice a white dove,
spread its irony blood
on our faces.
Memorize incantations,
even the words
difficult to believe,
because the necessity of tribe
supersedes the cloak
of belief.
We hurry to the cause
to secure hierarchy,
not for the cause's noble mandate.
We weep when we
sleep without another
body beside us, no bedsheet
is designed for one.
Even those who have no one
marry God or darkness.
Published in: Welter - University of Baltimore (2023)
reunion of old lovers
after Reunion by Megan Fernandes
odd interface—potentiometers of patience
dashboard lights blink in disbelief the plane
has made it around the world again—here
we are at the starting point—but the sun
has moved into a garage with room
for only my Prius—we move to say something
then stop—realize the old philosopher
is right—the waters of this river are different now—
and so are we—and so are we
Published in: Jasper's Folly (2023)
visit
To Lyssa Smith
one of the five—she opens the cemetery gate
as one would open the door of a church
unoiled hinges announce her—she gives the dead
her name
because so few come—she comes
to tend forgotten graves
to hear lonely laments
to offer her ear to the hereafter
she walks about the stones
drags fallen limbs away
brushes detritus from carved callings
rights humble plastic flowers
in label-less soup cans
the buried are many
her hands but two
each stone is caressed
by the madonna's palm
each name is given
to the first day of spring
Published in: Salmon Creek Journal (2023)