City Planning for the Golden Bunny by Erin Selmer

City Planning for the Glowing BunnyI’m trying to understandhow three linesand then one morecan make a squarethat might become a cube,or the side of a house.He is telling meabout ninety-degree angles,the...

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Three Poems by David Ebenbach

These poems are published connected to a project supported by the DC Mayor's Office of Community Affairs. David Ebenbach was a featured faculty member...

Being Well is Not by Maria Lightwood

This poem is published as part of the Amplifying Disabled Voices special section, selected by editors Christopher Heuer, Marlena Chertock, and Gregory Luce. Being Well...

David Koteen on Caught Falling

David Koteen writes about the 10 year process of creating the book Caught Falling, including excerpts from the book documenting the development of the dance form Contact Improvisation.

Three Poems by Kristina Miggiani

Altar-ed oath  MarchThe muscularity of your siloed silhouette laid itself on my shadowy desk one day,with white open palm on my tan arm—as if...

Gender in Dance Leadership by Heather Risley

Commissioned by Bourgeon, Heather Risley reports on Dance USA's national survey of Gender in Dance Leadership, exploring local expressions and influences on this national trend.

Two Poems by Ann Christine Tabaka

Lost Summers of my Youth The sweetness of summer, falling from trees /ripe / soft / luscious dreams of forever.We were the ones who begged...

Two Poems by Rodney Johnson

Evictions When she tells you relationships end like evictions That your love is bad religion   That you lost your way That she had to murder her messiah to...

Jerusalem Sept 2 by Ronnie Scharfman

The poems in this post are part of a special section, curated by Ori Z Soltes and Robert Bettmann, The Jewish Experience. Jerusalem, Sept. 2....

Three Poems by Serena Agusto-Cox

Marvelous Creeper It seeps,it creeps.Emerging, crawling,a marring of sky.Amber deepens to pumpkin,the distortion less unsettling.Soon, a blood orange supplants everything.We sit here, marveling. Not waiting,not...

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