The round-up is done pretty creatively over at The Book Mine Set.
I've posted a Dugan poem in the past (Love Song: I and Thou) but this one is new to me.
On Looking for Models
by Alan Dugan
The trees in time
have something else to do
besides their treeing. What is it.
I'm a starving to death
man myself, and thirsty, thirsty
by their fountains but I cannot drink
their mud and sunlight to be whole.
Go here to read and listen to the rest of the poem.
Go here for a short bio of Alan Dugan.