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Deborah Bogen: Two Poems

I think of the ways we got it wrong.  All the things we didn’t know. Who did it — and why — where it was done and how we can think about the Lord’s Prayer as thirteen ways of looking at a tragedy.

July 13, 2022 · 4 Comments

Deborah Bogen: Sisters

I’m the last sister standing — but tonight I mean to lie down, to practice being in the box

March 3, 2021 · 6 Comments

Deborah Bogen: Bashō

Sweet friend, hear me. There will always be trouble.

January 17, 2021 · 3 Comments

Deborah Bogen: Risk

In Sappho, the spaces name nothing — but the emptiness still speaks.

October 28, 2020 · 3 Comments

Deborah Bogen: Season of Light — and of Darkness

If you happen to meet someone for whom the season of light is a reminder of a dark time, of a sorrow or a loneliness, take a moment and sit with them, let them be that dark. Believe in their sorrow as you believe also in joy. Believe in them.

December 22, 2019 · 1 Comment

Deborah Bogen: Homeless Box

Sometimes we cross to the other side to get away from their carts and tarps, to avoid their dirty murky faces, but mostly we look through them, past them, above them, our eyes seeking the sanctuary of the shiny store windows.

October 28, 2019 · Leave a comment

Deborah Bogen: Four Truths About Anesthesia

1/ Maybe this is how it is: as you fall asleep a small hole opens in the back of your head just above the neck where children love to be … Continue reading

December 1, 2018 · Leave a comment

Deborah Bogen: October

A train pulls into the station. Passengers break like billiard balls, glide to cars and uses. Ezekiel the pushcart vendor hawks his hot potatoes. This is the month of the … Continue reading

October 3, 2018 · Leave a comment

Deborah Bogen: Florida

Abraham. What were you thinking nudging Isaac up that hill?  You must have known some tests must be refused. You say I shouldn’t judge, that I’ve made my own mistakes … Continue reading

February 16, 2018 · Leave a comment

Deborah Bogen: This Poet’s Occasional Alternative

after the great Grace Paley to mark these dark and dangerous times   I was going to write a poem I made a call instead it took about the same … Continue reading

May 29, 2017 · 1 Comment

Deborah Bogen: Learning to Eavesdrop

The Summer I Took The Special Art Class I began to understand — the moon could be aspirin, or Necco, or clock or porcelain plate in the sky. The moon … Continue reading

February 23, 2017 · Leave a comment

Deborah Bogen: Post-Traumatic Stress Ghazal

Fear fades, but the stain is set, remembered in odd neuron groups, each vignette remembered.   The shadow of the bridge that floated on the water, the broken boy half-drowned, … Continue reading

April 21, 2016 · 1 Comment

Deborah Bogen: Why I’m Still Voting for Bernie Sanders

I didn’t want to get involved. Not ever again. I came up, politically, in the age of anti-Vietnam war protests and going door-to-door to end the proliferation of nuclear power … Continue reading

March 2, 2016 · 2 Comments

Deborah Bogen: Introducing Kuno Raeber and BE QUIET

. The Scholar, as Artist, Clears the Table Take the plate from the table carry it through the chambers. Don’t be confused by the dust, the spider webs, the sawdust. … Continue reading

February 20, 2016 · Leave a comment

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