Poems
September 27, 2021 Issue
“Half-Life in Exile”
“I’m forever living between Aprils.”
By Hala Alyan6:00 A.M.
September 27, 2021 Issue
“I”
“Led / astray I say I / know myself more / fully now.”
By Jorie Graham6:00 A.M.
September 20, 2021 Issue
“Windy Day”
A poem by Charles Simic.
By Charles SimicSeptember 13, 2021
September 20, 2021 Issue
“I wonder if I will miss the moss”
“There was mud, / and there was the walking, / all the beautiful walking.”
By Jane MeadSeptember 13, 2021
September 13, 2021 Issue
“Tin”
“To be a train station of existence is no small matter.”
By Jane HirshfieldSeptember 6, 2021
September 13, 2021 Issue
“Poetry Reading”
“You never know, / would listeners, if any came, be ready / to forget about themselves.”
By Adam ZagajewskiSeptember 6, 2021
August 30, 2021 Issue
“Monday”
“Doesn’t it bother you sometimes / what living is, what the day has turned into?”
By Alex DimitrovAugust 23, 2021
August 30, 2021 Issue
“The Gate of Horn & the Gate of Ivory”
“Somewhere I read that music was invented to confirm human loneliness.”
By Bessie GoldingAugust 23, 2021
August 23, 2021 Issue
“From Another Approach”
“The year is still the perpetual now / refusing to escape its frame.”
By Mary Jo BangAugust 16, 2021
August 23, 2021 Issue
“Theodicy”
“A human is not such a perfect machine.”
By Nick LairdAugust 16, 2021
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