If you want, you can get a postcard intermittently from the astounding poet Buck Downs.
Each postcard has a poem. I love these things. I pick up the mail and get bills, election propaganda, marketing material, and other assorted boring things. But every once in a lovely while, I get a poem from Buck Downs, printed on a postcard. I take a moment to read them, then stick them on the fridge. Do yourself a favor and create a spontaneous poetry break by subscribing to Buck Down's poetry list. The latest poem starts with the line "strawberry ophelia" and then continues to grow ever more awesome from that provocative line...