Tag Archive: Poetry

“Step toward her from all the places you could walk to in your country’s remotest reach” — Caroline Morrell

Step toward her from all the places you could walk to in your country’s remotest reach  This must be the place: Old forest open Even the woman he calls Batool goes far to… Continue reading

Three Poems — Alex Vartan Gubbins

In Gyumri Find the earth’s earliest moldings & you’ll knee-buckle, caps to ground where a clod spreads the wet beyond the epidermis of sorrow to the tendon you exhausted bending down to her… Continue reading

ONCE … — Mariam Tsiklauri, Translated by Manana Matiashvili

Originally published in Georgian in Mariam Tsiklauri’s book White Calves (2011) published by Pegasi. 1. ეძღვნება იმათ, ვინც ერთხელ მაინც შემაყვარა თავი ამქვეყნად და ჩემ ლურჯ ცაზე დღის თეთრ მთვარედ მოსჩანან მზეშიც. 2.… Continue reading

2 Poems — Tim Kahl

Khachkars After all the Arabs left the Ararat plain and the cathedrals conspired to still the faith of those who remained, the sign of the cross is chiseled into stone. It rests on… Continue reading

In the Shadows of History — Neval Pektas

We are 35, the same age you will be when you see our pictures in a book. You will want to unearth our common history to learn why our hair is parted every… Continue reading

WONDERFUL YEAR — Thomas Osatchoff

Through our lens gravity goes so poof: history’s rewritten again. Just give me a second then this is really strong belief. Sobor churches are prisms splitting sunlight. We’ll get some value from all… Continue reading

3 Poems — Amorak Huey

ROSE RED TRIES TO REMEMBER A TIME BEFORE WINTER Winter began the first time I lied to my mother. The first night I pretended to sleep as my sister sneaked out, the first… Continue reading

The Answer To Your Question Is, “Nostalgic For” — Cal Freeman

the digital games that gave us the sensation that as time passed something was at stake, for those afternoons in the half story, wet plaster walls bathed in blue cathode ray tube light,… Continue reading

2 Poems — Ace Boggess

POLITICS Students argue at the table nearest mine. You should vote for that guy or that guy, or maybe a woman, they say in turn. The one decked out in camouflage tells the… Continue reading

2 Poems — Ellen Elder

Another Wedding Season –After Elif Batuman’s article “The Ice Renaissance” in the May 29, 2006 issue of The New Yorker St. Petersburg, 1740 It was so cold the brandy froze. Bats fell from… Continue reading

Two poems — Rachel Nagelberg

Do Androids Dream of Dick? I participate in the illusion  I have a credit card  I buy mostly organic  I’m paying back my student loans  some nights I experience  gaps  in the artifice— my pupils dilate  my belly shakes  ( my nervous… Continue reading

‘Merica — Peter Burzynski

Just thinking about the sheer un-tethered ferocity of your talons as you slam down from your rocky perch grabbing hold of a six-pack of infant rabbits and raining them down on the sleepy… Continue reading

Bamboo is green in every season Blue in memory — JoAnna Scandiffio

Isoda Okamura, the famed painter of courtesans remembered not what they wore as samurai approached them before the tea house door, but the sound of their voices, falling like snow birds, as they… Continue reading

Days of Wine and Anvils — Julie Wenglinski

He’s a psychiatrist for the astronauts with a cubist right eye that sees multiple views at once. He tells me the cellular tug of tension I feel is the delusion we all have… Continue reading

THE CHILDREN AT THE WEDDING #10 — Darren C. Demaree

Greasy lips & the kiss & the kiss & remnants of this & this swift Alabama trip. I’ve been home & I was already home & I don’t think I’ll ever wash my… Continue reading