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Patricia Jabbeh Wesley: This Worn-Out Hospital Gown

like all the other women survivors,
me, walking free from the monster.

March 9, 2022 · 4 Comments

Lex Runciman: News from Kyev

…bombs
explode in streets, on rooftops, through windows,
doorways. Statues have toppled.

March 9, 2022 · 3 Comments

Gary Fincke: After War News

The moon, lately, was a celebrity, full
and a few miles closer than usual, enough
to bring three neighbors outside near midnight.

March 8, 2022 · 5 Comments

Dawn Potter: Now that I’m old

now that I don’t have sex every night or carry two fat boys,
one on each hip, up small mountains,
I have to go to exercise class

March 7, 2022 · 4 Comments

Richard Wilbur: Advice to a Prophet

When you come, as you soon must, to the streets of our city,
Mad-eyed from stating the obvious,
Not proclaiming our fall but begging us
In God’s name to have self-pity,
Spare us all word of the weapons…

March 6, 2022 · Leave a comment

Video: Bill Moyers Interviews Wendell Berry on His Hopes for Humanity (2013)

Wendell Berry, a quiet and humble man, has become an outspoken advocate for revolution. He urges immediate action as he mourns how America has turned its back on the land and rejected Jeffersonian principles of respect for the environment and sustainable agriculture.

March 6, 2022 · Leave a comment

Michael Simms: No

No is not nothing. When everything has been taken from you, no is all you have left.

March 5, 2022 · 12 Comments

Michael Simms: Brotherly Love

we’re afraid to look deprivation
in the eye, resent admitting our own dumb luck

March 5, 2022 · 36 Comments

Richard Hoffman: A Fable

Buncha monkeys
try to get along

March 3, 2022 · Leave a comment

Wendy Mnookin: In the Small Rotary

where Route 100 meets School Street,
two cows graze.

March 2, 2022 · 1 Comment

Robin Davidson: Mrs. Schmetterling Considers the Beautiful

When she closes her eyes, she sees the room’s ceiling
fill first with billowing shadows, then a pinpoint of
light that blooms into a blue-black shining, then
the brilliant blue of coronal plasma that could
be the widening eye of God.

March 1, 2022 · Leave a comment

Nina Kossman: Three Poems about a Head (Two)

If you cut off your right hand and bury it in the garden,
it will grow into a little daughter with wings instead of arms.

February 27, 2022 · 1 Comment

Michael Simms: Rumor of War | February 24, 2022 

I’ll say it again and say it differently
because the horror of war must never be forgotten.
The boy hid beneath the stairs
when the Good Guys came to kill him.

February 26, 2022 · 14 Comments

Video: Yusef Komunyakaa Reads “Facing It”

Yusef Komunyakaa reads his poem “Facing It” about seeing the Vietnam Veteran’s Memorial wall in Washington, D.C. through his eyes as a war veteran and contemporary poet.

February 25, 2022 · 5 Comments

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