Marco North: Landyshi (their ocean)
At night, the trees bend hard. The crows are awake, chattering their secret language in the darkness.
Anna Akhmatova: Lot’s Wife
“It’s not too late, you can still look back
at the red towers of your native Sodom,
the square where once you sang, the spinning-shed,
at the empty windows set in the tall house
where sons and daughters blessed your marriage-bed.”
Aviva Chomsky: Jobs, the Environment and a Planet in Crisis
Does organized labor actually support or oppose the Green New Deal? What about environmental organizations? If you’re not even sure how to answer such questions, you’re not alone.
Philip Terman: Such Abundance
When he called for help,
they put him on hold
longer than he could stand
and he broke
the phone in half.
Abby Zimet: Racism Has A Name
Everyone knows who to blame for these massacres: Trump, an accomplice to white nationalist terrorism.
Pablo Neruda: I’m explaining a few things
Treacherous
generals:
see my dead house,
look at broken Spain
Robert Okaji: Five poems
What’s wrong, you ask.
I’ve breathed your dream too
long, I say. Now I must wake.
Sandra Lubarsky: Speak the Name of Beauty
So beneficial is exposure to the natural world that a new global movement has arisen to declare access to nature a human right.
John Feffer: Lifeboat Earth
Feckless democrats or reckless authoritarians: Lifeboat Earth doesn’t stand much of a chance with such options.
Karen Friedland: These Limpid Days
how ridiculously grateful I am now
for whatever divine forces brought me here,
to this very porch, this very summertime
Elizabeth Kirschner: Jones Beach
He went out. Into the ocean’s black maw. To save. To rescue. Didn’t, as they say, come back. Death is funny like that, precise, dissolute.
Video: Little Monster
Harry has been sentenced to prison and while he’s used to that world, his four year old daughter Lauren is not. He uses his first and only phone call to speak to her.
Louie Skipper: Startled Again
3 a.m: Startled again in the mirror by my huge head.
Video: Theo and Celeste
As Theo and Celeste play a game of ‘would you still be my friend if’ to test their new friendship, their hypothetical questions become reality, forcing them to confront their deepest fears and strongest yearnings.
