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Gregory Pardlo wins 2015 Pulitzer Prize for Poetry

April 27, 2015 – 10:28 am | One Comment

On an unabashedly glorious afternoon this week, the poet and essayist Phillip Lopate stood in front of a small group of graduate students in Columbia University’s creative writing program. He …

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Night Text

May 30, 2015 – 5:53 am | No Comment

Night Text
by Sarah Maclay

Let’s imagine I’m translating something to you—
you, asleep, or sleepless or naming
that third place—between—

with the tips of your tapering fingers—

I don’t know the language.
It bends.

In the mind—in that strangely shared chamber—
that is, I mean, in your hands,

where you show me those scenes of confusion and flight
with such intimacy, and don’t know it—

even sans color, sans liquor, sans shape,
we are twins. Fraternal. Unknown.

The moon, invasive, huge,
lunging in through the windows,
makes no exceptions—

It’s true: it will never happen / you’d be surprised.

blearily loping

May 29, 2015 – 5:46 am | One Comment

blearily loping
by Shannon Baker
blearily loping toward a
gleaming, grand indifference
gratitude signalcrossed
smashbroken into, midsentence, bent
over and back, but
still singing out questions.
striking self onward, shapeless
and wondering whether
or not. and how.
where and
which
backhanded
way.

Separating Sara

May 28, 2015 – 5:26 am | No Comment

Separating Sara
by Kenneth Sibbett
Marty sat at his desk at home, watching the kids across the street playing some type of game. It looked like “You’re It’, a game he had …

SATURNALIA AT THE BASILICA

May 27, 2015 – 8:42 am | One Comment

SATURNALIA AT THE BASILICA
by Unknown
While it may be freezing cold, farmers come skipping from their fields in the pillowy white dawn thick as snowflakes in the headlights or as monks …

Sugar Lane

May 26, 2015 – 7:39 am | One Comment

Sugar Lane
by Brittany Crosby
Drip drops of sun on my thirsty tongue.
Squeeze juicy wine from pink pears.
Stroke my cheek with a sugary wave.
Sniff pollen dusted apricots and tickle my little nose.
Shake …

The Wall

May 25, 2015 – 5:14 am | 2 Comments

The Wall
By Alfred Corn
I try and try not to think about the Wall.
Its profile, massive height and roughcut stonework
All stir up fear, gloom, exaltation, pride,
And numbness, in a jumble hard …

LA Times Man

May 24, 2015 – 9:15 am | No Comment

LA Times Man
by Kim Farleigh
A LA Times man looked across the plane’s aisle and asked: “What are you going to be doing there?”
“Construction.”
The journalist had curious eyes and a hooked …

On Deck

May 23, 2015 – 9:31 am | No Comment

On Deck
by Nicholas Su
He can still feel it. That day he departed in a slow drifting off the …

Choice Words

May 22, 2015 – 9:29 am | One Comment

Choice Words
by Ivan Jenson
Let me be
succinct:
you are not
exactly the shape
size and circumference
that titillates my receptors
and
while you have been
within my trajectory
I have not
experienced that
so very important
moment of bonding
that would motivate
me to …

No Worry

May 21, 2015 – 7:19 am | One Comment

No Worry
By Cole Swensen
No, worry about nothing
but the chiseling
of hills into distance
in the slight haze
and sleep lost over color
no two ever the same
the wringing hands
float ashore amazed.
Worry about beauty.
It can …

Time has Stolen my Space Hopper

May 20, 2015 – 5:17 am | 2 Comments

Time has Stolen my Space Hopper
by Ben Macnair
Time has stolen my Space Hopper,
punctured my hope,
fired Wasps at the spokes of my bicycle.
It has played Swingball with broken promises,
spouted more nonsense …

Perhaps Not For You

May 19, 2015 – 5:11 am | One Comment

Perhaps Not For You
By Alice Notley
There is
no
audience
because
there is
no audience.
So if you speak only to
imagined beings
what does “only” mean?

Certain Trees

May 18, 2015 – 5:55 am | One Comment

Certain Trees
by Jim Davis
Pollen lingers in constricting fissures of
lung, uncoughable. We expect torrents
of challenge – we will be moved.
The wind moves everything
for a moment. One’s life is not
wasted when summer …

Nature Boy

May 17, 2015 – 5:56 am | 2 Comments

Nature Boy
by Donal Mahoney
His parents bought a special lock
to keep Nature Boy inside
but he’s mechanically inclined
and loves to go outside.

Au Vieux Jardin

May 16, 2015 – 7:06 am | One Comment

Au Vieux Jardin
By Richard Aldington
I have sat here happy in the gardens,
Watching the still pool and the reeds
And the dark clouds
Which the wind of the upper air
Tore like the green …

Custodians

May 15, 2015 – 5:11 am | One Comment

Custodians
by David Livewell
Retired from other trades, they wore
Work clothes again to mop the johns
And feed the furnace loads of coal.
Their roughened faces matched the bronze
Of the school bell the nun …

It Can’t Be True

May 14, 2015 – 7:04 am | One Comment

It Can’t Be True
by Michael Brownstein
That we belong to one of the last generations
To See an uncontaminated sky
And walk through enough forest
Stretching for hundreds of square miles
Uncharted and completely surrounded …

JIMMIE MACK

May 13, 2015 – 5:03 am | One Comment

JIMMIE MACK
by Monica Hall
A chance encounter at Torrance Beach.
Burnout Beach to be precise.
I watched you kicking up sand from a distance.
Must have been those high-top work boots.
Your shirt spilled from …

Desires of a Post-Modern Daydreamer

May 12, 2015 – 5:02 am | One Comment

Desires of a Post-Modern Daydreamer
by Snow
I want more do wop. I want due diligence. I want more time. I want life… the magazine. At the job, I want a weekend …

Bewilderment

May 11, 2015 – 5:56 am | One Comment

Bewilderment
by Matt Dennison
I am often late with my payment,
mail a crumpled bill now and then
in the envelope I tend to discover
somewhere on the floor. Forget
to write my address. …

On Mother’s Day

May 9, 2015 – 8:07 am | One Comment

On Mother’s Day
By Grace Paley
I went out walking
in the old neighborhood
Look! more trees on the block
forget-me-nots all around them
ivy lantana shining
and geraniums in the window
Twenty years ago
it was …

Niles, Ohio 2011

May 8, 2015 – 8:53 am | 2 Comments

Niles, Ohio 2011
by Thomas Bacher
Broken boards
draped across windows
chairless front porches, my gas
tank filled with unleaded
super test.
Chain links
rusted,
a slim post
walked up the dusty road
alone. He was smoking
a Lucky Strike.
Windowboxes filled with …

Mood Ring

May 7, 2015 – 8:51 am | One Comment

Mood Ring
by Dillon Mullenix
You get wise to life
Cut the top off your water storage tank
And make a pool
Strap a .12 gauge to a Jeep
And hunt ducks
Or anything that nears flight
Make …

nocturne for a calliope

May 6, 2015 – 8:47 am | One Comment

nocturne for a calliope
by mark hartenbach

OCCURENCE IN THE BOOKSHOP

May 5, 2015 – 5:46 pm | 2 Comments

OCCURENCE IN THE BOOKSHOP
by Volodymyr Bilyk
for a very long time
i wanted to have a dictionary of synonymous words
simple reason – i want to know more
and it offers you an opportunity …

Book Review of Poems in Water

May 3, 2015 – 5:49 pm | One Comment

Poems in Water
Mary Langer Thompson
Review by Carol Smallwood
Paperback: 57 pages: $12
Green Fuse Poetic Arts, 2014
ISBN-13: 978-0991598328
http://www.amazon.com/poems-water-Mary-Langer-Thompson/dp/0991598326/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1421526888&sr=1-1&keywords=poems+in+water+by+mary+langer+thompson
Every poetry collection creates its own sense of space: geographic, cultural, and personal: word selection …

Double Dutch

May 3, 2015 – 6:26 am | One Comment

Double Dutch
By Gregory Pardlo
The girls turning double-dutch
bob & weave like boxers pulling
punches, shadowing each other,
sparring across the slack cord
casting parabolas in the air. They
whip quick as an infant’s pulse
and the …

The Upper Peninsula of Michigan

May 2, 2015 – 7:17 am | One Comment

The Upper Peninsula of Michigan
by Ron Reikki
No one cares about the Upper Peninsula of Michigan
so there’s no use in writing a poem. It’s a sort
of damnation, like testing your …

May in Massachusetts

May 1, 2015 – 7:24 am | One Comment

May in Massachusetts
by Chloe Honum
A pair of boots, hanging by their laces from a power line, swings in the cold
breeze. Beneath them: a blue pebble, a ring of ice, figurines …

Someone from Home

April 30, 2015 – 8:16 am | One Comment

Someone from Home
by Donal Mahoney
When I was a child we always went to church but only once a year as a family.
My father would rise every Sunday and attend the …

On Opening a Book of Photographs

April 29, 2015 – 2:34 am | One Comment

On Opening a Book of Photographs
by Kim Addonizio
I look at them until I feel immune,
a pile of bodies photographed by Lee
Miller, nineteen forty-five, their strewn
limbs, at first random, like spokes, …

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