Poem of the Day Series, Reading Poem of the Day: David Dodd Lee A POEM ABOUT BLUEGILLS There are poems about bluegills. There are poems about trout. The bluegill doesn’t give a shit. It’ll eat a…
Poem of the Day Series, Reading Poem of the Day: John Rybicki I AM MAD AND THIS IS HOW I DANCE I wheel my bed into the yard, stand it upright, braced on all sides…
Poem of the Day Series, Reading Poem of the Day: Julie Moulds AFTER READING RUMI I say my prayers upside down, the wind blowing me like a clothespinned robe, my little bat hands curled together….
Poem of the Day Series, Reading Poem of the Day: Beckian Fritz Goldberg CROCUS I wanted to stay in the earth: There, I needed no skin—the dark body was all around me. I had no tongue….
Poem of the Day Series, Reading Poem of the Day: Diane Seuss IT BLOWS YOU HOLLOW It takes your bones to bed, tongues out the marrow. Says it will meet you halfway, a hotel deep…
Blog, Literary Scene, Reading Remembering Herbert Scott SLEEPING WOMAN —after the painting by Richard Diebenkorn I’m walking east down Lovell…
Poetry Collections, Reviews & Interviews “The Snapping Open of a Valve / A Bird’s Egg”: Reading Kerrin McCadden’s Landscape with Plywood Silhouettes No matter how long I’ve been reading and writing professionally, it still amazes me how much a little time away can contribute to my…
Reading Reading Kerrin McCadden BECCA She says, It’s my birthday I’m going tomorrow. What’s your favorite font? What should I have him write? Serifs, I say, I…
