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Stars, Planets, Heavens

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  • Poem

    poetry-magazinestar poem

    By Manny Loley
    Translated By Manny Loley
    night drapes
    stars emit light
    around the north star-fire
    stars journey
    in their wake
    stories extend…
  • Poem

    poetry-magazine

    sǫ’

    By Manny Loley
    chahóółhxeel
    sǫ’ bitsádinidiin
    nahookǫs bikǫ’
    binaago deikaah
    sǫ’ binahjį’
    hane’ náás oot’ih
  • Poem
    By Thomas Traherne
    I saw new Worlds beneath the Water ly,
    New Peeple; yea, another Sky
    And Sun, which seen by Day
    Might things…
  • Poem
    By Sri Chinmoy
    Within, without the cosmos wide am I;
    In joyful sweep I loose forth and draw back all.
    A birthless, deathless…
  • Poem
    By Federico García Lorca
    Verde que te quiero verde.
    Verde viento. Verdes ramas.
    El barco sobre la mar
    y el caballo en la montaña.
    Con la sombra en la cintura,
    ella sueña en su baranda
    verde carne, pelo verde,
    con ojos de fría plata.
    Verde que te quiero verde.
    Bajo la luna gitana,
    las...
  • Poem
    By Emma Hine
    I don’t realize I’m starved
    for the color until the blood

    washes up on the beach.
    I’m craving red but still

    haven’t seen the creature,
    just the quick whip and slither

    of its tail in the wake
    —and then there I am,

    facing the skin side
    of the animatronic...
  • Poem
    By Federico García Lorca
    Translated By Sarah Arvio
    Green I want you green
    green wind green branches
    Boat on the sea and
    horse on the mountain
    Shadow on her waist
    she dreams at her railing
    green flesh green hair
    eyes of cold silver
    Green I want you green
    Under the gypsy moon
    things are seeing her
    but she can’t...
  • Poem
    By Ted Hughes
    I climbed through woods in the hour-before-dawn dark.
    Evil air, a frost-making stillness,

    Not a leaf, not a bird,—
    A world cast in frost. I came out above the wood

    Where my breath left tortuous statues in the iron light.
    But the valleys were draining...
  • Poem
    By W. H. Auden
    Looking up at the stars, I know quite well
    That, for all they care, I can go to hell,
    But on earth indifference is the least
    We have to dread from man or beast.

    How should we like it were stars to burn
    With a...
  • Poem
    By Diane Thiel
    We've always been out looking for answers,
    telling stories about ourselves,
    searching for connection, choosing
    to send out Stravinsky and whale song,
    which, in translation, might very well be
    our undoing instead of a welcome.

    We launch satellites, probes, telescopes
    unfolding like origami, navigating
    geomagnetic storms, major disruptions.
    Rovers...
  • Poem
    By Norman Finkelstein
    Welcome to the Immanent Foundation.
    Our headquarters are located in a large house
    on a hill above the beach. Our headquarters
    are located on a large estate in a forest of oak
    and beech. This estate is called Arcady,
    or the Memory Palace. After the...
  • Article
    By Natalie Earnhart & The Editors
    Interventionist Poet and Performer of (Soma)tic Poetry Ritual
    1 A CA Conrad copy
  • Poem
    By T. S. Eliot
    Twelve o'clock.
    Along the reaches of the street
    Held in a lunar synthesis,
    Whispering lunar incantations
    Dissolve the floors of memory
    And all its clear relations,
    Its divisions and precisions,
    Every street lamp that I pass
    Beats like a fatalistic drum,
    And through the spaces of the dark
    Midnight shakes...
  • Poem
    By Katie Willingham
    Diagram of a diagram: if properly decoded,
                                                                       ...
  • Poem
    By Brenda Shaughnessy
    When we get to Andromeda, Cal,
    you’ll have the babyhood you deserved,
    all the groping at light sockets
     
    and putting sand in your mouth
    and learning to say Mama and I want
    and sprinting down the yard
     
    as if to show me how you were leaving
    me...
  • Poem
    By Philip Metres
    unless it’s made of stone.
               لاجورد  Lāzhward

    migrating from Persia,
               smuggled from Farsi

    to Arabic & thrown
               like a wingless bird

    across the sky-dark sea
               until its...
  • Poem
    By Jennifer Hambrick
    starry night
    acorns popping
    underfoot
     
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