“A Walk in the Woo 2022” CALL FOR POEMS!
The Worcester County Poetry Association seeks short poems from Worcester residents for the second year of its Rain Poetry Project. Please submit poems that speak to your experience as a resident of Worcester.
Thirteen poems will be stenciled on sidewalks throughout Worcester using a paint that is only visible when wet. To be considered for this project, submit up to 2 poems of max. 49 words including the name of the poet.
1. Submitter must be a resident of the City of Worcester.
2. Each poem can contain no more than 49 words which will include the poet’s name and title if any.
3. Dual language submissions are encouraged. Please include an English translation.
4. Submit via e-mail to this e-mail address: rainpoems@
5. Include in submission e-mail your poem, your name, your address, e-mail and contact information such as a phone number. Poets of any age are encouraged to submit.
6. Poets selected will receive an honorarium of $20.
7. Previous Rain Poets, please wait two years before submitting again.
Poems must be submitted by midnight of June 30th, 2022.
For some #INSPO here are Our Rain Poets from “A Walk in the Woo 2021”
#1 – City Hall Bus Stop, Main Street
When it rains,
the ancestral footprints
are almost visible
like wet shadows,
Up from dirt paths and
new, smooth concrete.
Barely the bare feet
and memories of moccasins.
Faint echoes of those who
and made noise.
#2 – Printer’s Building
We are all like drops carried by the wind,
From waters near and far –
Raining and flowing down Plantation Street,
And somewhere along we will share our stories,
Labor and love,
And be drops again of
Dew on hydrangeas,
Or mist on apples.
#3 – University Park Bench
Downtown diners steam,
An engine revs to life.
Sirens bloom and fade.
Morning, and Worcester
is on the move.
#4 – Coes Pond Park Bus Stop
Rain anoints this slab of concrete.
In winter, chunks of frozen snow
Will skitter across its surface
Propelled by unwitting feet.
Now you’re standing here
Waiting for a bus, barely noticing
The sidewalk if you weren’t
Unexpectedly reading this poem—
Ah, the miracles of poetry!
#5- Newton Square Bus Stop at Intervale St.
the city wraps me in its pavement for a gravelly embrace
like a doting parent, she doesn’t seem to mind the drinks,
the blood, the tears, the secrets I’ve been
careless to spill onto her gorgeous obsidian gown
#6 – Cristoforo Columbus Park Bus Stop
Oh the centuries of footsteps
every memory, every deed.
The immigrants in search of home,
the patriots who bleed.
Worcester with its walkways
from Dewey Street to Main…
our history comes to life
with the reigning of the rain.
#7 – Lake Park Bus Stop
To the city of seven hills
The heart of where culture spills
From universities to brick mills
Hard working city that pays the bills
And loving people with no ill wills.
#8 Bell Pond bus Stop
My contributions are too heavy for me to carry
So let me gently rest them at our feet
Because if I am part of the whole
I can touch everything
And we have more ground to stand on
#9 Tacoma Street bus Stop
Cuando era nino…
These hills were so massive, intimidante.
Cuando era hombre…
These hills stored my memories, buenos y malos.
Cuando era padre…
These hills taught me patience, la edad viril y de confianza.
Y cuando me voy…
Yo quiero morir aqui, en mi Pueblo.
#10 – Broad Meadow Brook Bus Stop
On my street
no one chops
wood against the frost.
No one taps
maple trees for sap.
On my street
trees give music.
tumble from the leaves.
We do not see
#11 Friendly House
Jamaican born and bred
Fleeing a hate crime
To Worcester I fled
Pride flag waving my first memory
Then I knew this seven hills Massachusetts city welcomed me
Cold and frigid in winter
But the citizens heart are warm summer
Years later I’m a proud citizen of Wuzsta
#12 – Girl’s Inc. Bus Stop
when the dish cracks
pieces held in hand
crumbs fall between
three pieces held
in her hands
she hears her friend
say life too short
to fret broken
#13 – Crompton Park, Corner of Canton St.
Mark A. Thomas aka Mumblez
speak freely, speak openly,
speak calmly, respectfully
speak mindful, speak true,
speak for me and for you,
speak to what we know, and consider what don’t
speak for unsung heroes, the young,
the new and the old
speak now open and awake
This place is full of ideas.
Showing its true colors
Building bridges on brick walls.
Building on itself.
Zoey Ailm Al-aHyaa’
Mudarris Freddo Tsunami
(Teacher a Cold Tsunami)
Afternoon is to prepare
a long visit for nightfall.
My neighbor, she will visit;
My friend, she will dance;
My teacher, she will sing;
The acquaintance, she will play.
You and I will dress the part
to welcome them all back to
Mark A. Thomas aka
message in a puddle
rain creates rhythmic sound mind body air comes down movement healing
no longer concealing the word droplets on the ground know your worth
you are profound.
Welcome to Tatnuck
Tatnuck: a name in Nipmuc language,
an old stump still sprouting shoots,
though Englishman’s Foot proliferates
all over Pleasant Street lawns.
Hostas mingle with hydrangeas,
Japanese maples with Acer saccharum,
and coneflower offers its healing hand
from the earth to each generation
Frances LaMar Brzezicki
Walk In The Woo
Rainy and gray
Connect with our city in
Stroll, strut, sing, shine
That is your choice.
Everyone is welcome
Residents here have a voice!
The sharks in suits,
Swim down Main Street.
While she sits sadly,
Beneath the bridge on Green.
Homeless as a cold,
Coney Island hotdog
without a bun.
She hobbles to my car,
And I hand her a blanket.
“They stole my cane,”
Dan Lewis (deceased)
ice on quick
of Sandburg or
hurries across the small
cove then stops,
angles off to the left,
searching for dry
landfall, sniffs air and
darts finally into
the brush, leaving
no mark on landscape
Planned Poem Locations
- City Hall Bus Stop, Main Street
- Printer’s Building entrance
- University Park Bench on Main Street
- Coes Pond Park Bus Stop
- Newton Square Bus Stop at Intervale
- Cristoforo Columbus Park Bus Stop
- Lake Park Bus Stop
- Bell Pond Bus Stop
- Tacoma Street Bus Stop
- Broad Meadow Brook Bus Stop, Massasoit Road
- Friendly House
- Girl’s Inc. Bus Stop
- Crompton Park – corner of Canton Street
Judging team: Elizabeth Bacon, Coordinator of Clemente Course in the Humanities; Katherine Gregiore, WCPA Board Member; Juan Matos, Poet Laureate, City of Worcester; Walter Molina, Clemente Alumnus
Other members of the committee: Rodger Martin, President, WCPA; Karen Sharpe, Development, WPI