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By Meredith Stricker
I was thinking of some of the messages Rilke will never receive: — dentist called abt your appt tomorrow…
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- PoemBy Carol Ann DuffyAt childhood’s end, the houses petered out
into playing fields, the factory, allotments
kept, like mistresses… - PoemBy Ama CodjoeWhat if, Betye, instead of a rifle or hand
grenade—I mean, what if after
the loaded gun that takes two hands
to fire, I lay down the splintered broom
and the steel so cold it wets
my cheek? What if I unclench the valleys
of my... - ArticleBy Daegan Miller
Hannah Arendt was the rare philosopher who saw how limited her discipline could be. Poetry offered her another outlet for thinking.
- AudioPoetry Off the ShelfHelen Vendler and Marjorie Perloff in the words of people who loved them.
- PoemBy Allison SwensonI remember first hearing rumors
of the atom. We are all made up
of crumbs, Q told me
when we were kids.… - PoemBy Margarita EngleTaíno in our blood
and on our tongues
stirs, yawns, rises,
no longer lost.
We ignore old historians
who tell… - PoemBy Ada LimónEnough of osseous and chickadee and sunflower
and snowshoes, maple and seeds, samara and shoot,
enough… - PoemBy Randall MannFirst I want to thank you all for coming,
for standing so patiently in line.
I know these are difficult… - AudioPoetry Off the ShelfCaleb Femi on parties, golden pavements, and the downside of self-awareness.
- PoemBy avery r. younga•ver•y (ā ver'ē), n. dark(iss) ¹blk-male chile foundate(id) in luv unlimit(id) fuc(k) anthem(s). ²jee…
- ArticleBy Walker Mimms
The songwriter espoused a personal, hedonistic kind of spirituality.
- ArticleBy Jackson Davidow
Fifty years after it was published, Elsa’s Housebook remains an intimate photographic document of the literary avant-garde.
- PoemBy Nick MakohaSAMO© first appears as a tag on a New York
City wall in 1978 two blocks down from Aswad
bookstore… - PoemBy Richard BlancoAfter my third shot of tequila / chased by a lime
sour as my rant: fuck this-fuck that-fuck them-fuck… - PoemBy Elise PaschenLily Gladstone confides she wore my great
grandmother Eliza’s blankets in three scenes.
I don’t remember… - PoemBy Nick Makohai. samo© as an alternative to blah ... blahblahblah. blahzooey ... bblahblah quasi-blah ... etc.
(in… - PoemBy Douglas KearneyWas Him, once fini, on the beams,
prior, He's hewer of thorntree.
Could stretch tilapia and ewer,
dole … - PoemBy Major JacksonThe screen's fabrications remain. A film
shot never fails, sailing through the century
like a black V …