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Two Poems by Mike Maggio

Neoplasm Sounds like an art movement --Neoclassicism, for example. But this is no art form.This is a biosphere of portentous possibilities. Tubular, twistedand prickly papilla what sculpted youinto...

Two Poems by Iulia Militaru

Translated from the Romanian by Claudia Serea We conclude our celebration of Women in Translation Month this week. Katherine E. Young, Poet Laureate Emerita of...

Two Poems by Julia Gjika

Translated from the Albanian by Ani Gjika We continue our celebration of Women in Translation Month this week. Katherine E. Young, Poet Laureate Emerita of...

Two Poems by Maria Teresa Ogliastri

Bourgeon continues its celebration of Women in Translation Month. Rationing In the line a woman shoutsthere’s flour I think of warm biscuits Soon I hearonly rice is leftbut...

Two Poems by Lê Phạm Lê

co-translated from the Vietnamese by Nancy Arbuthnot and Lê Phạm Lê Editor's note: August is Women in Translation Month. Bourgeon is celebrating by offering the...

Three Poems by Alison Palmer

Hunger This morning is sickening—                                   the photograph on my...

Three Poems by Yvette Neisser

HUSBAND A handthat reaches out mooring mefrom a night of wind-tossed dreams luring me back to portthis bed our terra firma the heat of his palmthe only thing...

Three Poems by Marianne Szlyk

Fishing Poem The grandfather I never knew fished for hornpout in a pond I heard about but never saw. There my mother’s family spent summers, less...

Two Poems by Ethan Goffman

Waiting to Cross a Busy Road I am trying to cross a busy road at a spot with no crosswalk for miles and miles and miles and miles but...

Two Poems by Mabel Ferragut Smith

To the Poet—S. K.— on Channel WNET-13 Your unexpected radiance lightens the gloom in Brooklyn. You hunch; you sit by the sea. Rumbling like the rumpled waves, your voice splashes me....

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Fox don’t care by Chris Fafard

Fox don’t care Like Fox beauty comes and Godtippy toe testing the edge of awareness untilwith a stroke of his fat brush tail –the color...

There is in the Water by Cassie Premo Steele

There is in the Water What happened here the history I mean thismean thing there right there the bridgewhere they were lynched and who elsewas there and this is always here Ito make them mean something and howcan inanimate objects say...

Two Poem by Sahar Choudhury

occupier artclasswindow is crackedopen to let fresh air in. outsidesunny schoolyard under lovely cloudless sky,the kind of blue beggingto be licked and torn asunderby hungry...