Crow

Crow by Geffrey Davis —to the young worrier that lives in me Dearness—My hand won’t stop brushing the roughbark of the redbud you didn’t believewe’d live to see flower again. And I can smellthe windfallen leaves involved in the dark workwe still have left before we...

Children

Children by Julian Kornhauser are smarter than usknow everythingeven nothing to them has the hue of a chestnutsee mountains where we don’t see themseas splash when nothing is heardthrough their crooked teeth slip outwords known to no oneunder dirty fingernails fear...

Contemporary

Contemporary by Billy Collins It is too late in the dayto make up a fable about a princessand a toad with a jewel in its forehead, and the time has passed for concoctinga saga with warriors sweeping across the tundraand the lone hero balancing on an ice floe. The...

Prologue

Prologue Each new year presents the possibility of new ideas and new beginnings. While the term prologue is defined as an introduction to a work, we interpret prologue as part of the cycle of life: birth, life, death, reintroduction. The poems selected this month...

Getting Older

Getting Older by Kim Addonizio Sometimes what you remember is their voices again,coming on inside you like strung lights in your blood,certain words they’d tongue differentlyfrom anyone else, or your own nameand its surprisingly infinite nuances.And sometimes you...

Godzilla in Mexico

Godzilla in Mexico by Roberto Bolaño | translated by B. H. Boston Hear me, my son: bombs were fallingover Mexico Citybut no one noticed. The air spread poison throughthe streets and open windows.You’d just finished breakfast and were watchingcartoons on TV.I was...