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  • Poem
    By Jack Collom
      "When one is seen gliding through the woods and close to the observer, it passes like a thought, and…
  • Poem
    By Emily Dickinson
    Grief is a Mouse—
    And chooses Wainscot in the Breast
    For His shy House—
    And baffles quest—
  • Poem
    By Carolyn Forché
    These are your stones, assembled in matchbox and tin,
    collected from roadside, culvert, and viaduct,
    battlefield…
  • Poem
    By Bashō
    Translated By Lucien Stryk
    Wake, butterfly—
    it's late, we've miles
    to go together.
  • Article
    By Srikanth Reddy

    In Mojave Ghost, Forrest Gander recounts his 800-mile journey into the slow time of grief.

    An illustration of two ghostly figures walking side-by-side in a desert landscape. To the left is a cactus; to the right is a car and part of a gas station.
  • Poem
    By Jessica Rigney
    It's important she says that summer
    Flatten itself against autumn. That it keep Insisting yes yes it'…
  • Article
    By Bianca Stone

    I think of the importance for the poet of finding a place in which to cultivate reverie, a state which I link to revelations.

    A large pointing hand, made out of notebook paper, is juxtaposed against a blue sky.
  • Poem
    By Ada Limón
    Enough of osseous and chickadee and sunflower
    and snowshoes, maple and seeds, samara and shoot,
    enough…
  • Poem
    By Timothy Donnelly
    And though we had fed long and well at the table
      the talk always turned to whether to go on
    regardless…
  • Poem
    By Ada Limón
    On my way to the fertility clinic,
             I pass five dead animals.

    First a raccoon with all four paws…
  • Poem
    By Laura Gilpin
    Tomorrow when the farm boys find this
    freak of nature, they will wrap his body
    in newspaper and carry …
  • Poem
    By Andrew Frisardi
                                          PRIMEAt dawn, the shapes of cypresses in fog
    Were fingers pointing up from graves, as if what's born…
  • Poem
    By Andrew Frisardi
    The city lies back in its winding-sheet
    While little digits drum a steady beat

    On roofs and terraces, …
  • Poem
    By Russell Atkins
    The probability in the yard:

    The rodent keeps the cat close by;

    The cat would sharp at the bird;

    The…
  • Poem
    By Russell Atkins
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  • Poem
    By Sappho
    Translated By Dan Beachy-Quick
    a tender girl plucking the tender flowers
  • Poem
    By William Olsen
    Observation isn’t serious play. It is living serious. Same heron. It’s used to us, we are as twilight…
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