Edna St Vincent Millay: Ashes of Life
Love has gone and left me, — and the neighbors knock and borrow,
And life goes on forever like the gnawing of a mouse
Abby Zimet: Mother On A Mission — What Else Could You Do To Hurt Me?
Campaigning. Photo by Jessica McGowan/AP . Among the stories still trickling in of improbable mid-term victories – including news that recounts are now underway in the Florida races of both … Continue reading
Tristan Ahtone: How an Ancient Singing Tradition Helps People Cope With Trauma in the Modern World
Riitta Excell wore a pair of homemade wool socks: white with red floral patterns and rounded blue toes. Around her were women sipping tea and enjoying plum pastries and chicken … Continue reading
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
Video: “Father Death Blues” sung by Allen Ginsberg
Irwin Allen Ginsberg (June 3, 1926 – April 5, 1997) was an American poet and one of the leading figures of both the Beat Generation of the 1950s and the … Continue reading
Michael Simms: What is Poetry For?
A few days ago, an old priest who was a colleague of my wife’s passed away, and Eva came home from work angry at the world. I was worried; Eva … Continue reading
Michele Seminara: Engraft
Originally posted on The Blue Hour:
A Sudden Absence When a sudden absence opens where before there was a lover, or a child, (a child’s worse, we must all agree…
Sam Hamill: On the Anniversary of Her Death
Awakened from a restless, wine-inspired sleep, I wake in the night to find Yuan Chen’s elegy and read, “Even if I had wings, the net of grief would snare me.” … Continue reading
