It didn’t happen in the way that other folks will have you think: a flash of light, a giant earthquake rumbling through your bones. I simply did what I was told…
The Cripple Makes a Wish | Terri Trespicio Read More »
Can I travel back to the womb,
back to the female zygote
of my conception
when…
Beginnings | Keith Mark Gaboury Read More »
What words do you need when you’re trying not to drop the house on your back, your shoulders bruised, a hard rain falling? Neil Young was on…
Whatever Gets You Through the Night | Sally Lipton Derringer Read More »
It was Penelope’s job to wait. And weave. Or so we think…
SALT: A Homecoming | Susan Maeder Read More »
This madness.
This wolf that won’t let go
won’t absolve me or…
The Wolf in Me | Ginny Lowe Connors Read More »
Let’s say you have been paying attention, and you are outraged…might you still revel in an unseasonably warm autumn afternoon? For anyone informed enough to panic, but romantic enough to appreciate this beautiful world while we still can, this poem is for you. –NMW
Doldrums Near the End of Empire | Mary Makofske Read More »
Equal parts ode and lament, this poem explores the power of women’s hair, its ubiquitous influence on art and society, and the awe, fear, and possessiveness it too often inspires in others. An evocative and compelling work. –NMW
Shorn | Katie Bickham Read More »
Our Editor Emeritus, Don Williams, was moved nearly to tears the first time he read this fine poem. Its lines evoke the lushness and possibility of youth and remind the reader that eventually the garden within each of us must return to the earth. –NMW
Bougainvillea | Kerry Tepperman Campbell Read More »
One of the best poems I’ve read in my life. The music, the scope… Brilliant! —G.A.
Love Poem for Carl Sagan | Robin Myers Read More »
