Vox Populi

A Public Sphere for Poetry, Politics, and Nature

Chuck Taylor: Mad Love

for you are broken too, eh?
and mad like me for love

December 28, 2019 · Leave a comment

Lindsey Royce: Things I Didn’t Know I Loved

These actual things
allow me to relive the velocity
with which I’ve learned I love him…

November 27, 2019 · Leave a comment

Doug Anderson: Landays

Now I have given away all my rage.
Watch the young stride ahead of me into their own mistakes.

November 5, 2019 · Leave a comment

Video: 12 Zloty

Yael and Nofar were inspired by the eclectic and colorful look of a Polish deli they stumbled upon in Scotland. Wanting to create a story within this setting, they came up with 12 Zloty – a love story about a daydreaming butcher and his favorite customer.

October 20, 2019 · 1 Comment

Majid Naficy: Two Lovers

I still hear
The sound of your laughter
On that summer morning

September 26, 2019 · Leave a comment

Baruch November: Beard 16

Most Hebrew Schools cut the Song of Songs
out of the classrooms.
I would have liked to learn how thighs can be of gold

September 26, 2019 · Leave a comment

David Huddle: Bliss Happens

It’s talk that charms the heart. I’ve had it in real
life–folks who conversed with me the way Armstrong
and Fitzgerald sang duets.

August 29, 2019 · 2 Comments

Video: Theo and Celeste

As Theo and Celeste play a game of ‘would you still be my friend if’ to test their new friendship, their hypothetical questions become reality, forcing them to confront their deepest fears and strongest yearnings.

August 3, 2019 · Leave a comment

Roberta Hatcher: By Yellow Lamplight

But what of the happiness they wrought?
Laughter around a table, flavor of onions
and mustard and salt, music to drown the sound
of his weeping. All the gods are fallen.

July 24, 2019 · 5 Comments

Video: I was in your blood

A touching portrait of a young boy who falls in love with his babysitter.

June 29, 2019 · Leave a comment

John Clare: Summer

I’ll lean upon her breast and I’ll whisper in her ear
That I cannot get a wink o’sleep for thinking of my dear;
I hunger at my meat and I daily fade away
Like the hedge rose that is broken in the heat of the day.

June 28, 2019 · Leave a comment

Edna St. Vincent Millay: The Betrothal

And why should I be cold, my lad,
And why should you repine,
Because I love a dark head
That never will be mine?

June 14, 2019 · 1 Comment

Doug Anderson: I once flew in my dreams

I once flew in my dreams.
Then I read a book
that taught me how to control it.

May 25, 2019 · 2 Comments

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

May 10, 2019 · 1 Comment

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