Vox Populi

A Public Sphere for Poetry, Nature, and Politics

Richard St. John: Abhorrent Things

You shall not eat any abhorrent thing….of those that chew the cud or have the hoof cleft you shall not eat these: the camel, the hare, and the rock badger, … Continue reading

October 23, 2017 · Leave a comment

Audio: Rosanne Cash Reads “Power” by Adrienne Rich

. POWER by Adrienne Rich Living    in the earth-deposits    of our history Today a backhoe divulged    out of a crumbling flank of earth one bottle    amber    perfect    a hundred-year-old cure for fever    or melancholy    a tonic for living … Continue reading

October 22, 2017 · 1 Comment

Video: Amid crime and blight, Natalie Thomas plants peace and community

. Since 2011, Natalie Thomas has been the caretaker of the Unified Positive Effect Community Garden at the corner of Climax Street and Estella Avenue in the Beltzhoover neighborhood of … Continue reading

October 21, 2017 · 3 Comments

Video: Breath

. A film about the invisible life-force. Breathing is at the essence of being human, but not just because it keeps us alive. Like laughter and facial expressions, breathing is … Continue reading

October 21, 2017 · 1 Comment

Robert Okaji: Snails

How convenient to carry a home on one’s back, I think, disregarding heft and plumbing and the shape of rooms too hollow to feel. Yesterday a box of African chapbooks … Continue reading

October 20, 2017 · 2 Comments

John S. Tieman: Instead of Nostalgia

When you swam in the Meramec the sky dry and the shore rust colored and the bridge hovered like a dragonfly, a bargeman smiled and the women thought about fishing … Continue reading

October 19, 2017 · Leave a comment

Jose Padua: Party Invitation for the Age of Unnatural Disasters

If life were like a perfume commercial I’d be spending even more time than I already do gazing pensively into the distance the top buttons of my shirt undone my … Continue reading

October 18, 2017 · Leave a comment

Kristofer Collins: Asylum

for Kenneth Patchen   When the sky opens up I hurry for the bus shelter hoping for some kind of asylum. I’ve nowhere to be and today I just want … Continue reading

October 17, 2017 · Leave a comment

Elizabeth Romero: Debt

If I could be half-blind with reverie, or bathed breast-deep in seas of times gone by, perhaps I could express all that you gave to me, or whisper worlds into … Continue reading

October 16, 2017 · Leave a comment

Video: Muriel Rukeyser reads “The Speed of Darkness”

.   Don Yorty says about this post: I had never heard Muriel Rukeyser’s voice before I began to make a vimeo of her reading her poem The Speed of … Continue reading

October 15, 2017 · Leave a comment

Walter Bargen: Paint By Numbers

. . . stairs for the void running down to the garden ─ Wisława Szymborska . From fallen fence to ragged tree line, on late September afternoons, each stiff knee-high … Continue reading

October 14, 2017 · Leave a comment

Leslie McGrath: Litany

Each day’s a train bound for Calgary, St. Paul, Santa Fe, its flickering windows a foreign film.   The doors will never open. But the tracks will beckon. You’ll lay … Continue reading

October 13, 2017 · Leave a comment

Anthony Ciotoli: Camp

A friend of mine recently returned from working at a Syrian refugee camp in Greece. He can barely speak of his experience. All he can say is he feels he … Continue reading

October 12, 2017 · Leave a comment

Rachel Blum: The Night of her Diagnosis

The night of her diagnosis I dreamed her white spiral like a small galaxy that rose away from the hospital gurney and turned back only once. With a face like … Continue reading

October 11, 2017 · 2 Comments