Tag: Poetry

Akusua A. Akoto: Three Poems

Mother’s Dance #1 Mother does notWant to dance aloneCome childShe’s trying to bringYou into the musicOf her tears Her mouth is bleedingIn the center of this prayer.There is no waterIn her danceAs she stumbles forHer father Her hands are achingAnd in her pleaFor salvationShe is naked As hands touch herShe knowsShe will be raped againUnder…
Jonathan Louis Duckworth: Three Wendigo Poems for Haunted Passages

Wendigo III Rasp of rawhide, knock of bone on hollow bone, clatter of loose broad teeth set in cervine jaw, jangle of beads of glass & obsidian & cowrie, sounds that fill your footprints like snowmelt. You know wendigo is following you. Dokeep walking. Do notlook back. Dorub your hands together—warmth will protect you. Do…
Micah Zevin: Two Poems from The Future

Personification: Extinction Chronicles Can we make more happen than burning to the groundand tears? Become a disappearing collection in the noble library ofnoble thoughts and concepts shelved. Have you ever said you’ve run out of yourself? The ego is a regal thing but has no crown. I am in a rush not to slip into…
“The Light to Our Worship”: A Poem from The Future by Armando Jaramillo Garcia

Vertical farming is coming The rain will grow your hair back Friends will be a dime-a-dozen Real ones will still be scarce Floods will balloon the bodies of thoughts Only science may prick to disastrous results And from that they’ll gather the seeds For their machines which will sting to touch Kites will bishop the…
The Future: Two Poems by Chris Muravez

The Art of Dying We are all walking around,smelling like apocalypse—a fleshy earth musknot unlike summer squash.I’ve been accused of beinga nature poet, a religious poet,but I know nothing of naturenor religion. New York City is already underwater,the Brooklyn Bridge washed away.I’m not sad that I never got to visit.During the time of earth’s unmaskingtwo…
Poetry from The Future: “I am amputated on the edge of this black hole” by Jayme Russell

my singularityinjected wet wearmakes me robotichand flexingfeel the mechanicalbrain feedbackif I grab you tightlyI can feel youeven though I don’t have youjust like I am realyou are realrewiring to adjust for new appendagesplug into the networklearn new tasksimprove my understandinga radical alteration Jayme Russell is the author of two chapbooks: PINKification (dancing girl press, 2017)…
Two Poems by Joanna C. Valente

I’m Tired of Men Telling Me They’re Afraid I’m Going to Write about Them It isn’t a dreamwhen you wake up with snakeswrithing over you your body like a gardena bed of leaves and ivy so twisted and overgrownand full of dirt, dry and barren that you are woken up again as a beasta womana…
Matthew Thorburn & J.G. McClure: A Collaborative Interview between Poets

Matthew Thorburn’s new book of poems, The Grace of Distance, was published by LSU Press in August 2019. He’s also the author of six previous collections, including the book-length poem Dear Almost (LSU Press, 2016), honored with the Lascaux Prize in Collected Poetry; A Green River in Spring (Autumn House Press, 2015), winner of the Coal Hill Review chapbook…
“Ghosts”: Five Poems by Conor Scruton for Haunted Passages

Pareidolia In summer we make stories for the ungrowing seasons,the sweatspeckled back of the blue sky made real in its telling,each winter to come. Some of what we know—we can only make out in contrast. I cannot give you muchbut another season’s worth of words, this basket I hold to my stomach,these petals I take…