Vox Populi

A Public Sphere for Poetry, Politics, and Nature

Sandy Solomon: Disputation

He argued like a champ, best of breed. You gave him his assumptions, you were dead. Or later claim he’d said something daft and he’d repeat verbatim, first to last, … Continue reading

April 25, 2018 · Leave a comment

Doug Anderson: The Numbers

She’s had a few drinks, looking over my shoulder with her breast against my back. I’m showing her something about her camera and I guess because I’m seventy-four she thinks … Continue reading

April 24, 2018 · Leave a comment

Ellen McGrath Smith: Tammi Jo Schults

To be a woman of a certain age the day the hero pilot is a woman! As though, suddenly, a failsafe illusion just evaporates:   There is a type of … Continue reading

April 23, 2018 · Leave a comment

Michael Simms: The Marriage-Bed

For Eva   The marriage-bed is the center of happiness a point from which all things ripple outward, a nest from which all things learn to fly. It is the … Continue reading

April 22, 2018 · 2 Comments

Mary Oliver: Nature and the Poet

In the beginning I was so young and such a stranger to myself I hardly existed. I had to go out into the world and see it and hear it … Continue reading

April 21, 2018 · 3 Comments

Jose Padua: One for the Morning and the Uninterrupted Dancing in my Head

This morning I’m looking for my copy of Reinbert de Leeuw’s super slow performances of the compositions of Erik Satie to play while I do the work I get paid … Continue reading

April 20, 2018 · Leave a comment

Beth Copeland: Release

Imagine a goldfinch in your fist. Open it   as olive wings soar over dark steeples. If   you’re grieving for what never was or will be, bring   your … Continue reading

April 19, 2018 · 2 Comments

Ian Boyden: Study The Axe Handle

學柯 for Sam Hamill To study the axe handle is to study the forest, how trees stand, and how trees fall, and how to cause their falling, and what it … Continue reading

April 18, 2018 · Leave a comment

Sam Hamill: Of Cascadia (text and video)

. Of Cascadia I came here nearly forty years ago, broke and half broken, having chosen the mud, the dirt road, alder pollen and a hundred avenues of gray across … Continue reading

April 17, 2018 · 2 Comments

Joan E. Bauer: Eight Notes on the Rain   

Kien waited for death, calmly recognizing             that it would be ugly and inelegant. -Bao Ninh, The Sorrow of War   1 spring rain, like ether, daubs down memory, mutes … Continue reading

April 16, 2018 · Leave a comment

Video: Ama — a short film by Julie Gautier

. JULIE: “Ama is a silent film. It tells a story everyone can interpret in their own way, based on their own experience. There is no imposition, only suggestions. I … Continue reading

April 15, 2018 · 1 Comment

Djelloul Marbrook: The Prosody of an Ineradicable Sob

My poems, whatever their other springs may be, flow from the meter of my inner voice in creative conflict with an ineradicable sob. When my breathing is interrupted by a … Continue reading

April 15, 2018 · Leave a comment

Robert Gibb: Let Us Now Praise Famous Men

“Sharecropper’s Work Shoes” —Photo by Walker Evans, 1936 . The Magritte who took issue with the ordinary Would have tipped them with toes.   Evans, deferential, simply sets them before … Continue reading

April 13, 2018 · Leave a comment

Sandy Solomon: Little Letter to the Future II

In our time, war seemed perpetual, an economic fact: pay to build a bomb, blow it up, pay to build another bomb, repeat, repeat, repeat. We stopped asking people of … Continue reading

April 12, 2018 · Leave a comment