By Li-Young Lee
And when, in the city in which I love you,even my most excellent song goes unanswered,and I mount the...
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- By Jorie GrahamThe blades like irises turning very fast to see you completely—steel-blue then red where the cut occurs...
- By Brenda HillmanHaving stopped using dolphins to locate explosives in the Cold Warthey had 30 leftover dolphins.An officer...
- By Raúl ZuritaAnd then rained down from ferocious cloudsour empty pupils heard the suspended breakersbeat while down...
- By Peter O’LearyIn a windthe lake's scissoring surfaceand the Sun's vernal glarethe gulls cut to curlsin their turns...
- By Cameron Awkward-RichI wake up & it breaks my heart. I draw the blinds & the thrill of rain breaks my heart. I go outside...
- By Sri ChinmoyUltimately everything Becomes boring.Even great miracles Become boring.Even the tremendous powers of...
- By Ada LimónMy brother holds a snake by its head. The whole length of the snake is the length of my brother’s body...
- By Ada LimónI pass the feeder and yell, Grackle party! And then an hour later I yell, Mourning dove afterparty! (I call the feeder the...
- By R. L. SwihartThe young man says, “Alan can do anything he wants”“Not fly,” I sayThe young man returns a puzzled look...
- By Cornelius EadySome folks will tell you the blues is a woman,Some type of supernatural creature.My mother would tell...
- By Sri ChinmoyWithin, without the cosmos wide am I;In joyful sweep I loose forth and draw back all.A birthless, deathless...
- By Stephen Ratcliffelight coming into fog against invisible top of ridge, blue jay on redwood fence in foreground, sound...
- By Frank X. Walker...walk into a bar in America. Butterworth says, I’m being repackaged. Ben says, I’m being rebranded...
- By Cole Swensena river slips in shifting leaves sifting. a river sifts and falls to pieces in which not seen (this ...
- He was jailed for cruelty to insects, and his agent wasn’t answering the phone, so he stayed awake in...
- By Paisley RekdalHow horrible it is, how horrible that Cronenberg film where Goldblum’s trapped with a fly inside his...
- By David RoderickI wear a flower in my lapel. I like the sweetness of its lie in my nose. A carnation, the fool’s flower...
- By Helene AchanzarI wish I had hiked the frozen hill tonight for reception, called to tell you I had a good time hearing...
- By Holly Mitchell1. After the beginning of the gallop, there are counts when the horse is in the air, her legs withdrawn...