By Rigoberto González
All insects have them yet the luna moth leaves
its mouth and the memory of hunger behind
with its caterpillar…
its mouth and the memory of hunger behind
with its caterpillar…
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- By Kevin PruferAn antique spacesuit with a skeleton inside it.
For many years, it has circled the earth.
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Sometimes… - By Jane FlettLast night, at the excavation: pig wine & a searchlight moon. We watched seven equidistant stars make…
- By Manny Loleychahóółhxeel
sǫ’ bitsádinidiin
nahookǫs bikǫ’
binaago deikaah
sǫ’ binahjį’
hane’ náás oot’ih - By Manny Loleynight drapes
stars emit light
around the north star-fire
stars journey
in their wake
stories extend… - By Lesley YoungeThe first time
I tell someone I’ve thought about
ending it
is right after the first time
someone tells me… - By Carole Boston WeatherfordGazing at the sky, all cloud-strewn
A child wonders, Where’s my moon?
Child cries a river like a monsoon… - By Luivette RestoYour obsession is baffling,
with numerous stanzas dedicated to my phases
and the personification of … - By Li-Young LeeDoubt everything.
But never doubt the moon
was in the room with us that night.
It touched each place… - By Thomas TraherneI saw new Worlds beneath the Water ly,
New Peeple; yea, another Sky
And Sun, which seen by Day
Might things… - By Peter O’LearyThe great spastic glass of the Sun
in winter's going glare. :: Wind's antic helicoid
winding upward through… - By Danielle Vogel*I don't know how I began but when I imagine it, I see a single illuminated line. A light like electricity…
- By Sri ChinmoyWithin, without the cosmos wide am I;
In joyful sweep I loose forth and draw back all.
A birthless, deathless… - By Cyrus CassellsMy friend is by no means Dracula or a werewolf,
but the full moon’s mostly lawless beauty
has never… - By Ariel FranciscoHow many poems does a guy have to write
to get abducted by aliens? I know you
see me, same as the fat… - By Trey MoodyI don’t know who needs to hear this
other than me, but the moon will never leave
you, you are good enough… - By Michael FrazierBeen called sickle,
scythe. I know
weaponized. Look at your lineup,
your mind: so sharp,
no wonder… - By Petra KuppersAuthor’s Note: The video is the poem: the experience of voice, light and shadow, the (virtual) touch…
- By Ted HughesI climbed through woods in the hour-before-dawn dark.
Evil air, a frost-making stillness,
Not a leaf… - By W. H. AudenLooking up at the stars, I know quite well
That, for all they care, I can go to hell,
But on earth indifference…