Poetry

The jet just wants to be invited for tea

Three poems by Katie Manning

Flight Path I wake to the suctioning shriek of a plane flying low overhead and imagine the jet just wants to be invited for tea. This plane is sick of mindless movement. It screams for ...

Three poems by Pianta

“Air,” “Ethnobotany,” and “The Well We Drink From”

Air sharks skirt you as you hold the line the eagle rays take conchs into their mouths consuming their flesh as bits of shell drift empty to the ocean floor the barracudas crosshatch themselves above ...

From the “General Prologue” to The Canterbury Tales

Rhyme and verse from the Father of English literature

Whan that Aprille with his shoures soote, The droghte of March hath perced to the roote, And bathed every veyne in swich licóur Of which vertú engendred is the flour; Whan Zephirus eek with his ...

Four poems by Kalpna Singh-Chtinis

“A Pale Monday Morning I and II” and “Jungle I and IV”

A Pale Monday Morning - I I went to sleep late last night, and woke up early this morning. A very kind note to a friend wasn’t kind enough! I woke up feeling sad and ...

Two poems by John Motoviloff

“Dreams of the Prairie” and “Garden Plot”

Dreams of the Prairie The last night in Dakota, bird hunting on the butcher’s land, you see rows of burning hedge, pages of prairie illuminated. You will remember this: smell of James River sedge borne ...

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I arise today Through the strength of the love of cherubim, In the obedience of angels, In the service of archangels, In the hope of resurrection to meet with reward, In the prayers of patriarchs, ...

Selections from the author of Industrial Oz: Ecopoems

Poems on climate change

Near Paisley, Oregon the ancient lake’s giant redband trout fin small creeks. Among swirling ice sculptures in thawing Chewaucan River, I daydreamed their lateral lines as one long red sunset after a bad storm, Buddhist ...

Two poems by Steven Milne

“Road Accident” and “Horses”

Road Accident A night of glassy ghosts in the meadows. A black night of ice and rain, winter’s voltage set hard to stun, the earth hammered into unpredictable motion. The road was closed, I later ...

Three poems by Mark Jarman

“The Chalk of Moses,” “She Twirled,” and “O World Flung Inward”

The Chalk of Moses Skreeks Between My Fingers The chalk of Moses skreeks between my fingers. Milton’s blindness burns through my sheer eyelids. Edmondsen’s hammer and chisel weigh down both my hands. Yes, in my ...

Two poems by Emily Grosholz

“Uncertain” and “Escondido in the Rain”

Uncertain “Someone who, dreaming, says “I am dreaming,” even if he speaks audibly in doing so, is no more correct than if he said in his dream, “It is raining,” while in fact it was ...

Three sonnets on love by William Shakespeare

For Valentine’s Day

Sonnet 23 As an unperfect actor on the stage, Who with his fear is put beside his part, Or some fierce thing replete with too much rage, Whose strength’s abundance weakens his own heart; So ...

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