Vox Populi

A Public Sphere for Poetry, Politics, and Nature

Sydney Lea: To Sydney Lea, Whom I Found Online

You must get tired of requests from witless strange men to meet up.

September 12, 2019 · Leave a comment

Theo Marzials’ ‘A Tragedy’: The Worst Poem Ever Published

Death!
Plop.
The barges down in the river flop.
Flop, plop.

August 30, 2019 · 2 Comments

James Wright: Depressed by a Book of Bad Poetry, I Walk Toward an Unused Pasture and Invite the Insects to Join Me

The old grasshoppers
Are tired, they leap heavily now,
Their thighs are burdened.
I want to hear them, they have clear sounds to make.

August 30, 2019 · 5 Comments

Jason Baldinger: Employee of the Month

What a beautiful dream after thirteen straight days of work!
Employee of the Month!
Efficient, clear headed task manager!
This is how it feels to be brilliant!
This is how it feels to be perfect!

August 27, 2019 · Leave a comment

Video: The greatest glue commercial ever made

This classic 1992 television ad for Talens Rubber Cement swept the Cannes International Advertising Film Festival, winning its Grand Prix award.

August 24, 2019 · Leave a comment

John Lawson: O King

The president recently promoted himself as “like the King of Israel… the second coming of God.” Poet John Lawson gives the president his due.

August 24, 2019 · 3 Comments

Megan Volpert: The Sophomores

Sophomore is fangirling out. He loves these boys in their three piece suits…

August 23, 2019 · Leave a comment

Naomi Shihab Nye: To Netanyahu

My Palestinian father named his donkey after you…
Now I think he insulted the donkey.

August 16, 2019 · 6 Comments

Christine Skarbek: Oh, Poland!

My buddy Yolanta invited me over to Park Café to listen to this wizard on the piano, a 17-yr old skinny fellow. I cannot tell you how thin this character was or, for that matter, how long and tapered his fingers and what a master he was at the ivories.

August 13, 2019 · Leave a comment

Video: La Madre Buena (The Good Mother)

A Mexican mother torn between her politics and pleasing her only son’s request – to have a Donald Trump piñata for his birthday party.

July 27, 2019 · Leave a comment

Miriam Levine: On the Steps of the Miami Beach Cinematheque

Soon I’d be eighty. My hip ached,
the thumb he kissed bent with arthritis.
His scent was lime, and the nape
of his neck smooth as summer jade.

July 20, 2019 · 5 Comments

Jose Padua: It Was the Summer After the Summer of Love

it’s the first time in my life
that I’ve ever had an image
or maybe it just an idea
(which was still bad enough)
of my parents doing it,
having sex, grabbing each other

July 6, 2019 · Leave a comment

Abby Zimet: Never Again. Still. Really.

“When Jews say never again,” said one marcher, “We fucking mean it.”

July 4, 2019 · Leave a comment

David Huddle: The Watermelon Sutras

In the act of eating watermelon no one
ever pulled a trigger, spoke harshly
to a child, swatted a butterfly out
of the sky, or told a lie for money.

July 4, 2019 · 2 Comments

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