Becoming the Blue Heron: An Interview with Terri Kirby Erickson (by Curtis Smith)
Writing poetry in general is one way to make sense of it all, to break up what is vast and essentially unknowable, into smaller, more digestible pieces.
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Four poems by Loren Moreno
Fireflies in Union Square Sound Like Your Father Whole skyscrapers. Grand glittering ornate monuments to my own ineptitude I could build and still never satisfy him. Not even these […]
Four poems by Roy Bentley
“It’s a matter of taking hold of one hand/and letting go another, if you’re lucky”
Four poems by Clare Banks
With the Dog at Bernheim Forest We walked the field where the path edged the trees, spindly stands of cedar at first, then oaks, chestnut — their numbers, I […]
Review: Why Is It So Hard to Kill You? by Barrett Warner (reviewed by Alexa Poteet)
The poems in Warner’s collection all have a silent haunting to them—a feeling that more hovers just off the page, perhaps by a hangman’s noose.
Review: Charles Simic’s American Noir (by G.H. Mosson)
New and Selected Poems: 1962-2012 by Charles Simic 384 Pages Houghton Mifflin Harcourt, 2013 Hardcover $29.99 ISBN: 0547928289 America poet Charles Simic, a World War II immigrant as a […]
Six Poems by Jen Karetnick
Massage Sonnet At Mandara Spa, Aruba Marriott, remembering Deborah Digges Offer yourself in the way of a child, splayed and unconcerned about the curl of a limb, the arrangement […]
Review: Poets’ State of the Union: Tony Hoagland (by G. H. Mosson)
Hoagland is a writer of artful, free verse poems: In an ostensible autobiographical voice, he leaps from image to analogy that is grounded in everyday life, while zooming to wild yet accurate associations.
Five poems by Kathleen S. Burgess
Upstairs On a bicycle, she’s standing to pedal uphill. She’ll have to pedal the bike nearly as hard to go back down. Once a gift, it’s old now. She […]
Four poems by Alec Hershman
Salut To hail a yellow aspect or be overcome by it is a solar conundrum at the park’s regenerating edge. A cypress grown around a hollow of itself, I […]
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