Poetry

Poem | Sarah's Song

Promised sand afoot / sun-scuffed and shining behind us, / My song exalts the promise— / I trail horizons

'Waiting for the Past'

Les Murray's new collection proves that there isn’t a thing that Murray can’t do—and do better than almost any other living poet.

Poem | Mowing

for what I hope is the last time / until spring, I remember the house at the bottom / of Canal Street, its back / porch sinking / into a kingdom of tall weeds...

'The Fellowship: The Literary Lives of the Inklings'

Philip & Carol Zaleski bring to life the Oxford literary club who smoked, drank, argued and midwifed books that became classics of fantasy, apologetics, and poetry.

Poem | Fishbait

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Poem | Fibonacci

Around the inner rims / of these sunflowers one by one / small yellow petals pop open, / in obedience to the sun...

Poem | Wild

Even the eagle is deep / into dailyness // acts as if safe, & is silly / during its courtship rituals // spends days / inspecting / impregnable building sites...

Poem | Childhood Wordwaking

Each day makes window, / makes new light in time for sky, / moves waved light suntall // curling for new room / to wake, and her smile moves light...

Poem | Air Waves

Set off by the light-governed timer the lawn-sprinkler waves a rain-wall of water east and west.  A robin, its bright beak still fledgling-yellow, stands...

'You Think It Strange'

There is no release or relief in poet Dan Burt's story, just a stark and pervading sense of emotional sclerosis from the streets of Philly to the halls of Cambridge.

Poem | 'There But for the Grace'

I. Strophe “Whoever does this for the least of these does it for me,” says Jesus Christ my King to Whom I offer thanks on bended knees. Now to my...

Poem | Anti-Narcissus

I can’t be fast as the filmed snake whiplashes. I can’t be fast as the heron snaps. I can be slow. The child streaked from crying against its...
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