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Luray Gross: If Two People Are Aware of the Rising Moon

When his mind grew empty
and his heartbeat slowed to a vague stutter,
our father no longer walked the fields at night.

July 8, 2019 · 1 Comment

Jay Carson: Michael

On his route with a load of papers on his head,
he wasn’t tough enough to scare Michael
who socked him so hard papers flew
like peace doves all over Fifth Avenue.

June 27, 2019 · 1 Comment

Frida Berrigan: Liz McAlister’s fearsome mom-ness

The world may know her as an antiwar leader, a fearless Plowshares activist and the wife of Phil Berrigan, but to her children Liz McAlister is simply mom — and … Continue reading

May 12, 2019 · Leave a comment

Yana Djin: April Elegy

again April is here
with its sun of brass
and its moon of steel

April 24, 2019 · Leave a comment

Carolyn Gregory: Leaving the Theatre of Dreams (for Peter)

Tonight I walk through spring sadness, the nostalgia of dreams remembered and foregone, familiar places where we wrote our own epitaph, misspoken lines and rooms seen in the wrong light … Continue reading

March 23, 2019 · Leave a comment

Frida Berrigan: Parenting the Climate-Change Generation

Young people across the world are striking to draw attention to the ravages of climate change. They are demanding — with their bodies and their voices — that the catastrophe each of them will inherit be a priority for the grown-ups around them.

March 15, 2019 · 3 Comments

John Samuel Tieman: Elegy for a Poet

Michael Castro 1945 – 2018  while the snow wants to melt winter loiters and I will listen I will listen for you when I need a noun a sudden muscle an animal can use to … Continue reading

January 26, 2019 · Leave a comment

Frida Berrigan: The Cheetah in Us All

A mother thinks about the inheritance of children. “I don’t want to live in a world without cheetahs, Mom.” Seamus loves cheetahs and what’s not to love — unless you … Continue reading

October 9, 2018 · Leave a comment

Philip F. Clark: Lacrimosa

Where I grew up, wakes were a sparring ground— furor was the only defense to grief. Someone had to fight the rant of all those flowers.   That is how … Continue reading

June 7, 2018 · Leave a comment

John Samuel Tieman: Remembering Daniel Berrigan

In 1995, the literary magazine River Styx invited Daniel Berrigan to St. Louis for the 2nd Annual Thomas Merton Commemoration. A three day weekend filled with this poetry, that speech, and … Continue reading

May 3, 2016 · 1 Comment

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