By my reckoning, there are still just under 5 hours left (or 6, 7, 8, 9, or 11, depending on your time zone) in National Poetry Month. If you haven’t properly celebrated, you don’t have much time left.
As a public service, then, I give you a push-button that sends you to the best collection of cephalopod-authored verse to be found anywhere. I’d say “operators are standing by”, but I suspect they are all computers, and thus not standing at all.
That’s it, right there.