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Wind Crossing Grasses: Poems from China’s Dragon Rivers
By Wang PingAn Introduction to the folio.
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From the magazine:How Pantoums Can Tell Intergenerational Stories
By River 瑩瑩 DandelionOn memory, oral history, and honoring elders.
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Writing Prompt: Pantoum
By River 瑩瑩 DandelionOn translating oral history into poetry.
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From the magazine:On Shame: In the Realm of Death and Awe
My writing was not more important to me than my wish to have a family. And this is the well from which much of my shame flowed.
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From the magazine:On Neediness: Midnight Chimes
What other kind of writer puts so much stock in the quasi-religious notion of a calling or a vocation?
Prose from Poetry Magazine
From the magazine:On Despair: It’s All a Charade
If you can describe it, you must not be knowing it.
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From the magazine:On Contempt: I Want to Be Liked
I want reading a poem to be a bit like risky sex.
Prose from Poetry Magazine
From the magazine:On Pettiness: About Those Flying Buttresses
When asked to muse on an awkward or difficult emotion, I think: Aren’t all emotions awkward?
From the Poetry Magazine Archive
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From the magazine:
Summer
By Heather ChristleToday you find yourself guilty
as the rim you split
an egg against
You press charges
You spell out your name
like the letters are medals
for good conduct in a bad war
The night moves in with you
into your room
until even your sleep
is not your own
Through... - Poem
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LeaveTaking
By Rita DoveI was sitting at home with my daughter who was young again
a child with a child’s wish to do things over and over
so when she named an old film even I liked
we popped in the disc and sat... - Poem
From the magazine:
Heat Wave
By Lee Young-juTranslated By Jae KimOnly as an old man did he hear the old saying that a beardless person neither ages nor dies. Shaving his beard with a shaky hand each morning, he discovered new dreams. If I were to be reborn,... please don’t let...
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Poetry was founded in Chicago by Harriet Monroe in 1912.
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