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Laure-Anne Bosselaar: The Garden

Because everything I learned from the stained
glass windows I was told to kneel under
still remains thorned & stained & torn,
 
& all the teachings I was told to believe, still
leave me dis-believing & I wish it were not so —

November 17, 2025 · 67 Comments

Michael Simms: Two Poems Inspired by Sean Sexton

Some people should be allowed to live forever
on the basis of our world’s great need. — Sean Sexton

September 20, 2025 · 57 Comments

Sharon Fagan McDermott: Grateful

And now it’s summer and the word for that is ‘strawberry,”
its bright green cap and freckled fruit.

August 14, 2023 · 12 Comments

James Crews: Small Moments

The world is not made only of sorrow
and heartbreak. Something always
slips through the gaps of a given day

April 30, 2023 · 9 Comments

Clarissa Scott Delany: Joy

Joy shakes me like the wind that lifts a sail…

June 10, 2022 · 2 Comments

Video: Miracle Jones | The Radical, Revolutionary Resilience of Black Joy

In the face of trauma, happiness is resilience: a revolutionary act of thriving despite all odds, rather than wilting or surrendering. Community organizer and activist Miracle Jones offers a heart-to-heart … Continue reading

November 23, 2021 · Leave a comment

Pauletta Hansel: Joy

When we finally sprung my father from the hospital
after days spent staring at the cardio unit’s
cinderblock walls the color of nothing
good, his joy could not be contained.

July 21, 2021 · 4 Comments

Ari Honarvar: When Savoring a Pleasant Moment is a Radical Act

And then someone from another rooftop shouted a verse of Rumi’s poetry into the clear night air.

July 10, 2020 · 1 Comment

Robinson Jeffers: Wonder and Joy

The things that one grows tired of—O, be sure They are only foolish artificial things! Can a bird ever tire of having wings? And I, so long as life and … Continue reading

April 12, 2019 · Leave a comment

Jose Padua: Joy

“I have a wee-wee,” my daughter would say when she was two and then she’d look at me and say “you have a wagina.” She knew it wasn’t true, but … Continue reading

March 23, 2015 · Leave a comment

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