23-12-21 New Moon Carmen Gimnez Smith got to pullout from predatory capitalism got to participate in all emancipation I have to prepare to live tight to court danger prepare to live on air I have to stop buying stop watching have to learn to turn hate into l...

23-12-21 Poem for Hilda Doolittle Hilda Morley Jeff Alessandrelli You made a pond for the moon anddusk-quick,star-struck, silentthe moon made a mirror of you.I cant get at itwith these sameold26 letters anymore,readymade words;telltale symbols.Out of sound,i...

23-12-21 Stink Ailbhe Darcy They think you came first from Japan in packing crates hoping for mulberries, figs and persimmons,for time to vibrate to one another come mating season, one signal longer and lower than any other,for good sidings and soffits to wa...

23-12-21 On Marriage Bruce Beasley I.Winds the medium of air. It says what in the airs stasis wed never hear. In the sibilation of its leaving it says what air would say (the kinesis of that silence) if stationary atmosphere could scrape, stridulous, itself...

23-12-21 A Poem as Long as California Rick Barot This is my pastoral: that used-car lot where someone readSong of Myselfover the loudspeakerall afternoon, to customers who walked among the cars mostly absent to what they heard,except for the one or two who l...

23-12-21 Suppose the Function Is Praise Cate Lycurgus When doctors have given their final shot or volleys rocket insomniac dark, without thought, liftyour hands. In strobing raids, at pepper spray, with cheek to asphalt, at fault or not, go on, lift your han...

23-12-21 Hill Country Tracy K. Smith He comes down from the hills, from The craggy rock, the shrubs, the scrawny Live oaks and dried-up junipers. Down From the cloud-bellies and the bellies Of hawks, from the caracaras stalking Carcasses, from the clear, sun...

23-12-21 Resting on the Ground with My Love in the Rattlesnake Habitat Alice Lyons She pronouncesChamathe name of the milky green river with a richness in thechI cannot muster, puts a hardd on the end of herands. anD. anD. anD. Like the river she is asking t...

23-12-21 Memento Mori Chana Bloch God blessed you with curly hair, my mother used to say and dressed me like Shirley Temple.On my bare scalp, Australia, a birthmark that hid in the thicket of my hair.Unblessed in a downburst, I lost my leafy summer, my lovel...

23-12-21 Instant Ramen Adrienne Su Because the house was conceived by an architect who hadnt cooked his own meals, the box dwelled vertically in the broom closet whose shoji panels, designed for elegance, slid aside to reveal a space so narrow our perpetual...