Poem for My Mother—<br>Cococino National Forest, Arizona
Dizzy at the edge […]
Fly
Between blinds and the windowpane, […]
Runoff
it’s all too porous […]
Opening
Dark but somehow clear, […]
A Palace of Mourners
I sought to cage memories, […]
On the Road Between the Keats House and the Freud House
On the road between the Keats House and the Freud House […]
On Starting the Car to the Final Movement of Bach’s First Keyboard Concerto After Making it on EMPTY to Junior’s Automotive
This must be what Allegro’s for— […]
Making Love in a Cemetery
Here, the Tantrics and Sufis dance away fear […]
The Old Words
The hole of it. The dirt of it. […]
Prelude
Before we begin, may I ask you a question? […]
from: Earth Gates
&& && ~ && &&
it’s my life […]
Survivor
Now 98, she has survived Stalin’s famine. […]
Necking
Though we were the same age, maybe twelve at the time, […]
In the Kitchen
I know what you’re looking for, standing there, […]
The ER
It was COVID-time, so the phone was all I had. […]
Harmolodic Duende
Infant Ornette Coleman heard everyone speaking at once. […]
Spring
Everything is in such a […]
December Song
No tree this year. […]
Wrens
Over a door through which I pass from who I am […]
Sexuality
My sexual orientation is November, Morrissey, and Maundy Thursday. It is the toes of […]
Wise to the Sybil
Wise to the Sybil and my Nana […]
Transmigration
A cello is a tree singing. […]
Six Autumn Haiku
tall oaks […]
(Bad) Scheherazade: the Library
Tattoo’d & ruby-lipped, she shows […]
From the Yangtze to the Mississippi Delta
Li Bai,
As you wandered in exile, did you hear the acrosswater call of the pipa […]
Шум
(Ukrainian word for the sound of wind in trees)
Russified, having lost its original meaning, […]
Long Story Short
Tinkering with carbon and hydrogen […]
Clouds
The rope whips against […]
Silverfish
It had lived for years in a space no thicker than a dime, (…)
In Our Time
1
Men back from the front say: (…)
Summer Dusk
The three of us look up […]
My Bad Day
What I took to be true love turned out to be a tattered paper doily. […]
Tomatoes
It’s when I hear how one out of every three […]
Bullet Points
• Wait before purchase because rage may subside, […]
Prayer
With the swimmers, swim, […]
The Wicked Witch of the West Goes to Seattle
I wasn’t always like this. As a girl, I loved […]
Chorale: In April
1
Because pain is colloquial […]
Aunt M.S.
When she makes it down the stairs one step […]
Those Are Not My Grades
My nephew, may his wildest dreams come true, […]
The Two Liberations of Crispus Attucks
First from his master who had […]
Metaphysics of the Seahorse
In a seagrass meadow, a male seahorse […]
The Nature Of
Generosity
The day my last aunt, Lala, died
Ars
I press the long handle of the mallet […]
Loneliness
In Henri Cole’s erotic sonnet
Waypoint
Dinner over, we went outside
Two Poems from Left by Pamela Alexander
My Husband Lives Here
Unatoned
I’m fifteen years old, and halfway through our delicious
Two Poems from As If: Variations on Enrique Anderson-Imbert By Steven Cramer
History
His travel grant came through, so where should he go?
Domicile: Kharkiv, Ukraine
Table and chairs; sofa, ottoman, mattress; […]
Four Seasons in the Dining Room
In the winter […]
Valentine to Jimmy Piersall
Even if you hadn’t cracked a hundred homers…
Brief Candle
I’d like to walk you back to orioles…
How I Remember You
Standing by a fencepost, puzzled,
Escapement
Barefoot at the screen door, I watched: …
Little Elegy
After a night in the shaky…
Traveling Solo
Figures on the platform wave, turn away. …
The 1st Letter to the Corinthians
Love is patient, love is kind. …
Cellar Bat
The hider’s shadow suddenly unfolds…
The Winners
Remember the game…
The Many Names
Once meant a line of demarcation so clear…
Three Poems from Andrea Cohen
We smoked them so we…
Askew, Akimbo
Charcoal trees drawn down a papery sky…
Two Poems from Martha Collins
Right up front, this must be said: we hope we’re wrong….
One-Liners
Henny Youngman, a nightclub and TV star from the golden age of comedy…
The Ledge
Woken again by nothing, with this line…
Because Delicious!
What if I drank tankards…
where the words come from
my prayer […]
Geese
I climb the branches…
La Liseuse
This is the year the Eurydice sinks…
Aphasia Poem 2
cultivate vigilance. …
A Warm Spell in November
My jack-o’-lantern bloomed with mold. …
Cupid Peruses The Times
A curly-headed cupid, reading […]
Door
The house wants to go home….
Foretold
The white sheet I dreamed…
Tango
My wristband tight as a tourniquet,…
The Lindesfarne Manuscript
Lamp-black for letters, […]
***
the villas, sister, are all empty—on a spring ray, like on a spit…
Some Women Marry Houses
Sexton’s house, in my hometown,…
Searching for John Murillo’s Demo Tapes in the Library of Congress
Which is to say I imagine the tapes like […]
Severity and Invention
Severity and invention—
how the v’s in the middle of those words yoke together […]
Lunette 21
Bidden or unbidden, God abideth, […]
Whirlpool
On sale at Sozio’s, just off Revere […]
American Song
If you listen to the love-calls of birds as you walk […]
A Pact
I make a pact with you, John Berryman. […]
Breath
Fingers stained from picking berries, […]
On the Road to Lviv
When Zagajewski read at Vilenica, […]
The Battle of Menotomy
When I saunter to the mailbox in miserable sun, […]
Missing
June dripped its scent—summer rain, / left sketches on my dress […]
At Mt. Auburn Cemetery
Walking among the graves for exercise […]
The Lock
When we met, I cared for no one. Just myself. […]
Maybe
Maybe it was the billboards promising […]
A Red Letter Poetry-quilt for the Midwinter Holidays
“When I see the weather/ turning cold/ and starting to freeze/ and the trees going bare/ and winter coming… .”
In flight with Thoreau
I am awake between two sleeping people […]
Pandemic Days
Cloud of white blossoms […]
Swift River Ballad
A winter sky darkens above Swift River; […]
Letter to Adam Zagajewski
As if walking the Old Town of Kraków […]
Signs and Cyphers
Stepping out into the spring breeze […]
Spring Haiku
my first […]
hello stranger
this is where
you enter […]
EKG
We’re together in the kitchen when you say […]