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Hedy Habra: The Taste of the Earth

Two fawns cross the creek. One of them pauses, linked
to his mirror reflection by the tip of his tongue, parallel
worlds merge on the fault line of a folded image.

December 11, 2019 · Leave a comment

Jason Baldinger: A Seventy-Four Dollar Shotgun

two men in camouflage
drunk loud talk, stare at shotguns

December 10, 2019 · 2 Comments

Miriam Levine: Candlewood

We go into the dark and the dark opens.
Boats tipped with light and moon on the water.

December 9, 2019 · Leave a comment

Video: Soulmates

This video by Farid Ghanbari is a compilation of surrealistic clips from his previous films. The images have been juxtaposed in provocative ways to create a weird visual poetry.

December 8, 2019 · Leave a comment

Stephen Dobyns: The Poet’s Disregard

He ponders composing an ode
to his long time sidekick Death, but as his
own departure draws near their friendship
has grown problematic.

December 8, 2019 · 2 Comments

Arlene Weiner: Catering the Office Party

Some couldn’t eat ham and some wouldn’t eat lamb;
some couldn’t eat sugar, some couldn’t eat seeds.
So what could I order for our office feast?
And how could I cater for everyone’s needs?

December 7, 2019 · Leave a comment

Eva-Maria Simms, Michael Simms: Translating Rilke

Every thing is protected
by a grace ready for flight,
every stone and flower
every child at night.

December 6, 2019 · 2 Comments

Baruch November: Beard 7

In its color alone,
my beard is the sun falling upon the evening
and some days
it is chaffing brambles, poison
sumac, creeping red vines everywhere.

December 5, 2019 · Leave a comment

Joan E. Bauer: China Journal, 1997

In steam-baked Wuhan, land of fish and lakes, near the cross-banks
of Yangtze and Han, we walk into Mao’s sanctum, the grand hall
of hand-cut rock.

December 4, 2019 · Leave a comment

Doug Anderson: Original Sin

I don’t know what I’ve done
but I’m guilty.

December 3, 2019 · Leave a comment

Molly Fisk: Firmament

Daylight and darkness are real, and seasons,
but everything else is a story…

December 2, 2019 · 1 Comment

John F. Kennedy: The Purpose of Poetry

In a 1963 eulogy for Robert Frost, John F. Kennedy described poetry as “the means of saving power from itself.”

December 1, 2019 · Leave a comment

Danusha Laméris: Bonfire Opera

In those days, there was a woman in our circle
who was known, not only for her beauty,
but for taking off all her clothes and singing opera.
And sure enough…

December 1, 2019 · 2 Comments

Thomas Sayers Ellis: Godzilla’s Avocado

An artichoke’s heart does not pump ketchup.
It pumps pesto,
oily, olive clots of guacamole.

November 30, 2019 · Leave a comment

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