Vox Populi

A Public Sphere for Poetry, Politics, and Nature

Laure-Anne Bosselaar: Ode to the Schorren

& their skin-thin silt the Scheldt ground down from rocks, slopes & swamps — a rainy-day-gray mud,  that satin muck that slips through fingers &  escapes toward the insatiable North … Continue reading

April 15, 2019 · Leave a comment

Laure-Anne Bosselaar: Briar

A friend betrayed me yesterday. I loved him  for his rage, hungers & big flat feet he stomped  . as if he wanted to leave imprints everywhere  he went. I … Continue reading

March 25, 2019 · 1 Comment

Doug Anderson: Eulogy

When I was nineteen and the drummer in the show band that backed you, you took me to your bed. I had been speechless in your presence: your honey whiskey … Continue reading

September 15, 2015 · Leave a comment

Doug Anderson: Prayer for Paul

The fist that held your heart releases, the hot knife of your shame turns to water, the kernels of blackened corn by which you counted your imagined crimes, are carried … Continue reading

July 15, 2015 · 3 Comments

Fred Maus: The Sky Last Night

. The sky troubled me, raucous red and orange, wounded with gray. Between the sky and me, a hill. On the left, pine trees along the crest, sullen, heavy. To … Continue reading

May 26, 2015 · Leave a comment

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