By Peter O’Leary
In a windthe lake's scissoring surfaceand the Sun's vernal glarethe gulls cut to curlsin their turns...
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- By Ada LimónIs it okay to begin with the obvious? I am full of stones— is it okay not to look out this window, but...
- By Cole Swensena river slips in shifting leaves sifting. a river sifts and falls to pieces in which not seen (this ...
- By Stephen Ratcliffegrey whiteness of fog against invisible ridge, bird slanting toward pine branch in foreground, sound...
- By Samuel GregoireMy delirium is a transformocean Rocking me like the seven thousand waves That brought Wangolo to Ziltik...
- By Danielle VogelDrift two— perfect curtains of algae almost as one — and the phytoplankton rise oxygen levels , a radiance in ...
- By Coral BrachoWater of jellyfish, lacteal, sinuous water, water of lubricious borders; glassy thickness—Deliquescence...
- By Coral BrachoAgua de medusas, agua láctea, sinuosa, agua de bordes lúbricos; espesura vidriante—Delicuescencia entre...
- By Inger Christensenso here I stand by the out there is the and it looks like the is always alone with the but around behind...
- By Jane HirshfieldOn the fifth day the scientists who studied the rivers were forbidden to speak or to study the rivers...
- By Tom Andrews1. Day brings a steady hand, a sure breath every other day ... My brother again on the edge of his bed...
- By Emma HineI don’t realize I’m starved for the color until the blood washes up on the beach. I’m craving red but...
- By Ted HughesI climbed through woods in the hour-before-dawn dark. Evil air, a frost-making stillness, Not a leaf...
- By Tracy K. Smith200 cows more than 600 hilly acres property would have been even larger had J not sold 66 acres to DuPont...
- By C. D. WrightWater Cold as it sounds The storm glass Refilled and sealed With a wine cork The spout spilling over...
- By Ada LimónI used to pretend to believe in God. Mainly, I liked so much to talk to someone in the dark. Think of...
- By Jeffrey YangHow easy it is to lose oneself in a kelp forest. Between canopy leaves, sunlight filters thru the water...
- By Chris AbaniA stream in a forest and a boy fishing, heart aflame, head hush, tasting the world— lick and pant. The...
- By Trish Salahi. Dog. The time you take home, the time you take away from home. The insistence, the instance worried...
- By Arthur SzeThe tide ebbs and reveals orange and purple sea stars. I have no theory of radiance, but after rain ...