Vox Populi

A Public Sphere for Poetry, Politics, and Nature

Stephen Dobyns: Laugh

What he wished was to have his ashes flushed
down the ladies’ room toilet of Syracuse City Hall,
which would so clog the pipes that the resulting
blast of glutinous broth would douse the place clean

April 30, 2020 · 4 Comments

Laure-Anne Bosselaar: On My Walk to the Hospital, Death

Death in the fog, all silver
& grisaille as it wreathes
& muffles children in the park.

March 4, 2020 · 1 Comment

Connie Post: How to Sort the Living from the Dead

Forget all the nonsense
about eyes opened or closed
or breathing
or brain waves

February 20, 2020 · Leave a comment

Elizabeth Romero: So, Mr Death

So many I’ve lost; I see them
Down a long corridor the door open
To a bright snowy day.

November 6, 2019 · Leave a comment

Sarah Chavez: The Story of Death Is the Story of Women

It is clear that our society’s current denial of death is not working. What would our culture look like if we instead met the most mysterious, painful, and transformational aspect of our lives with compassion and clarity?

September 5, 2019 · 3 Comments

Elizabeth Jacobson: Welcome

When I get to the hospital I see that someone has sent my grandmother a big bouquet of pink roses and the card reads: Welcome. Nana laughs and sticks the … Continue reading

March 30, 2019 · Leave a comment

Doug Anderson: Death

Death is sitting at the foot of my bed. “Get up,” she says. “The sun is out and the horses are waiting for grain. Besides, love will blindside you again … Continue reading

January 3, 2018 · 3 Comments

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