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Video: Paloma

. “To be cultured is to be free.” — José Martí In this lyrical film directed by Giovanni P. Autran, a series of intimate vignettes are woven together by the memories … Continue reading

February 10, 2019 · Leave a comment

Video: Weather Words

“Words act as compass,” Robert Macfarlane suggests, “place speech serves literally to enchant the land; to sing it back into being and to sing one’s being back into it.”

February 9, 2019 · Leave a comment

Zoltán Böszörmény: The Wind

(A szél) Asks me if I lied, then bored, pushes me aside, a lonesome moon lights up the sky. I watch it motionless, it wounds me, I confess, it melts … Continue reading

February 8, 2019 · 1 Comment

Doug Anderson: Only the hard things remain

Only the hard things remain. That bucket with the bottom rusted out won’t do. That old horse will – see how he still runs toward the barn when he hears … Continue reading

February 7, 2019 · 3 Comments

Elizabeth Romero: To You, Martin

. When I saw you on film tonight I remembered the dream I had when I was mourning you You were rolling A bolt of cloth at an altar Thump … Continue reading

February 6, 2019 · 1 Comment

Chard DeNiord: In my Unknowing

Oh taste and see. –Psalm 34, 8 . I was driving through the fields of Heaven when I realized I was still on Earth, because Earth was all I had … Continue reading

February 5, 2019 · Leave a comment

Lauren Camp: Exposure

After Ansel Adams’ “Moonrise Over Hernandez, New Mexico 1941″

February 4, 2019 · Leave a comment

Video: How do you raise a black child? A poem by Cortney Lamar Charleston

A poem by Cortney Lamar Charleston — presented as a film directed by Seyi Peter Thomas of Station Film. HOW DO YOU RAISE A BLACK CHILD? From the dead. With pallbearers … Continue reading

February 3, 2019 · Leave a comment

Peter Schireson: Cauliflower Soup

  I try and get it right,  how she loves the cauliflower soup  in that little Italian place uptown  with dark red walls and the grumpy old maitre d’  with … Continue reading

February 2, 2019 · 1 Comment

Claude McKay: If We Must Die

If we must die, let it not be like hogsHunted and penned in an inglorious spot,While round us bark the mad and hungry dogs,Making their mock at our accursèd lot.If … Continue reading

February 1, 2019 · Leave a comment

Robert Okaji: Scarecrow Sees

Da Vinci maintained that sight relies on the eye’s central line, yet the threads holding my ocular buttons in place weave through four holes and terminate in a knot. My … Continue reading

January 31, 2019 · Leave a comment

Susan Sonde: The Passengers Take Their Seats and Look Forward to the Ride

Because the trip was no less important than the getting there. Because the building-up was marred by the tearing-down. Each in its own way calls for commitment. In an age … Continue reading

January 30, 2019 · Leave a comment

Walter Bargen: Double-Yoked

Rain dissolves the bedroom windows. Glass puddles and glistens over the deck. Sirens and a storm arrive. Every house in south county stricken. Dawn smeared across the horizon, through the … Continue reading

January 29, 2019 · Leave a comment

Judith A. Brice: Before the Terns

It’s always the waves I hear, the lapping of the lake at Walloon— perhaps the first sound my young memory held, before the kingfishers’, the terns’ bolting splash to grab … Continue reading

January 28, 2019 · Leave a comment

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