Poem of the Day: Edgar Allan Poe

  THE RAVEN   Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—             While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some...

Poem of the Day: Iliana Rocha

  LA ESTRELLA   When Polaris falls, my grandmother will mourn in the center of the earth, her grief a giant telescope expanding through mantle, lithosphere, crust— a grito. In her hand, a mirror of polished obsidian— lava’s reaction to water. In...

Poem of the Day: Louise Mathias

  PRONE, NOVEMBER   Just your slow, pink movements near the doorway. If there were fields, they’d long ago rolled back in agate bliss. Until you were indelible, a dahlia. Bale of hay, almost made for a woman bent over. Her pale sweet hedging (which, in...

Poem of the Day: Clayton T. Michaels

  PRECIOUS   Bring me sackcloth and oleander. Break out the shotguns.            We’re going to town. Changes in the weather tracked on smoke-streaked yellowed windows             via crosshatches...

Poem of the Day: Lisa Nanette Allender

  L.V. WOMEN   The Women wear their hair like a blonde ballet trained to perform each golden strand sun-bleached and chemical-precision, in perfect position. The women wear their skin unnaturally tight dry and porous like the concrete surrounds,...