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Locals submit odes to Miami-Dade ZIP codes

More than 3,500 zipodes were submitted during this month-long poetry project. This is one of the top 40.
More than 3,500 zipodes were submitted during this month-long poetry project. This is one of the top 40. O, Miami

Throughout April, we asked locals to write odes to their ZIP codes. A ZIP Ode is five lines, with the number of words in each line determined by your particular ZIP code. If a ZIP code contained a zero, that line could be left blank or used to put a punctuation mark or symbol. Presidential Inaugural poet Richard Blanco will select five winners from the project on April 29 at Vizcaya Museum and Gardens.

Below are a sampling of entries from Miami-Dade County. Learn more about the project on, and review previous discussions at and select Community Conversations.

Old Cuban neighbors

Smile and nod,


My wife and I

To our new home.

Christian Cipriani, 33144


Above Miami Beach

Thousands of Snowbirds


Their escape from absolute


Craig Sautter, 33140


The dolphin man

rides his bike


on South Miami’s street

named after him

Joann Biondi, 33143


To my west,

nature’s palatial prairies —


To my east, fruity palace of men’s palates:

El Palacio de los Jugos.

Beatriz Fernandez, 33185


Shades of blue

Whiffs of salt


Causeways, bridges taking me


Andrea Opel, 33141


On Douglas Road

From my window


See all the magic

that Miami seduces me with

Jose Pombo, 33145


A whip-poor-will called

the other night.


this old place

never ceases to surprise me.

Nick Gilmore, 33135


“Simplify,” said Thoreau…

Well we know


This is done…watching wild coffee grow…

Ducks paddling slow….

Miriam Rosen, 33173


in Little Haiti

drums echo at


keeping roosters awake

and I toss and turn hoping for sleep

Oscar Fuentes, 33138


Trees and palms

create the canopy.


kids on bikes, scooters and blades

ride along the shady sidewalks below.

Christina Birgit Scaglione, 33166


No one ever

knew how quickly


shining towers

would grasp for clouds, fingers in the blue sky.

Laura Juncadella, 33129


Dade County Pines

once silhouetted the


against orange sunset, the memories are mine


Kathy DeFeo, 33170


A dark night

with etherial light


on the empty neighborhood street

footsteps crunching gravel by my bare feet

Sandra Wehking, 33157


Man on bike

appears naked but


Thank God, thong.

On second thought, with glutes like that, why thong?

Jordan Melnick, 33139


What are those

odd white street


Too low to

see. Missed my turn.

James Paul, 33134


Rodeada de lagos,

naturaleza en colores,


de flores y animales silvestres reviven tu ser

en el amanecer y despojan la tristeza al atardecer.

Margarita Pedrozo-Walling, 33189


Unincorporated Miami-Dade County

Close to Nothing


In between Kendall and Homestead no name

Unincorporated Miami-Dade County is my sweet home

Anais Sori, 33177


in the hood

makes me brood

ruins my mood

L Pinto, 33030


Turning a corner?

Turn on signal


But not just in North Miami


Mirlene Andre, 33161


Miami reinvents itself

with restaurants and


But those who’ve

been here awhile, stick to backyard lifestyles.

Dina Popper, 33137


In Doral City

Happily I live


Spanglish, eating arepas, listening to Salsa and

Dancing to the rhythm of Oscar de Leon.

Clarissa Martinez, 33178


A barrier island

A humble beginning


An elite new start

Rats! I can’t afford to live on Key Biscayne.

Arielle Simon, 33149


Iguanas lounging on

Our seawall like


Extras hoping for that Godzilla call


Jennifer Leff, 33160


Miami, my muse

Your beauties ruse


From the people up to the trees

Only thing that’s natural is your warm sunny breeze.

Jackie Lew, 33179


Pine Rockland habitat

once in abundance


pine tree, saw palmetto, sable palm, tickseed

scattered in patches across this zip

Leonard Abreu, 33176


Three zero five

You forever are


Espumita to my Cuban coffee

And guava to my pastelito

Cathy Izaguirre, 33155


Here in Miami,

gators are my


Until they eat Sparky, that’s where the friendship


Daniela Vassolo, 33181


Far enough removed

To see the


Glittering between heat lightning flashes

Awaiting school traffic behind tinted windows

Courtney Levine, 33156


Racing ‘round the

Cul de sac


Pedaling my bike at the speed of light.

An infinite sunset.

Alison Loases, 33183


Rusty bikes on

Flagler’s empty street,


Through broken glass.

Gabriela Zegarra, 33130


Strip mall/sprawl

Strip mall/sprawl


That high school used to a be strawberry field

This city used to be a swamp

Bryan Aguilar, 33196


my neighbor is

the rooster bailando


with the palm trees; cafe con

leche me da la vida.

Amanda Molina, 33165


My little garden

Feeds my family

Tomatoes, collards, potatoes and cabbages

A little water every day

Jo Ann Harris, 33055


i don’t live

here, but hundreds


immigrants waiting for a chance, for freedom–behind bars

at krome detention center.

G. C. Hutchinson, 33194


I’ve been living

here for twelve


and gone to the beach

maybe three damn times.

Veronica Ortiz, 33154


your eyes curve

your smile blurs

Florida heat

makes it seem as if (please) you love me

Neha Rajan, 33029


Peacocks are beautiful

with feathers that


They jump on

rooftops and fly.

Conrad Cahill Booth, 33133


Roncaban dos iguanas

debajo del puente


respondió la luna: –Sí…aquí estaremos siempre.

Somos anclas del río Miami.

Elisa Maze, 33175


How many people

can you fit


on one


Lee Ann Battat, 33021


I go out

To walk my


Ducks and cats roam the streets like it’s their

Own Lago Mar

Michael Jose, 33193


You can’t be

broke and happy.

So me, I’m

mad rich.

DeAndre McCrae, 33032


Lazy dawn: birds

sing the coda,


the tiny flecks

of light

M.J. Fievre, 33132


Technically my zip

code doesn’t reach

the beach. We get I-95 though.

Christopher Notarnicola, 33060