I saw my ex-husband in the street. I was sitting on the steps of the new library. Hello, my life, I said. We had once been married for twenty-seven years, so I felt justified.
POEM OF THE WEEK
From “An Essay on Criticism”
By Alexander Pope
One science only will one genius fit; so vast is art, so narrow human wit: Not only bounded to peculiar arts, but oft in those confined to single parts.
WINNERS & FINALISTS
Congratulations . . .
to Janet Burroway, Jon Hauss, and Erin Rose Belair, the top three winners, and to the contest finalists. See the complete list here.
30 POEMS TO STIR THE HEART
Avoiding the Spirits
By Kwame Dawes
When at sunset the congregation gathers in the low light of St. Helena’s old gray Baptist chapel; they guard their hearts from the whisper of the trees.
Saving Planet Earth
By Bill Barich
Our subscribers tended to be fervent activists, hardcore eco-warriors in the mode of Edward Abbey’s Monkey Wrench Gang, or delicate souls who ate no meat.
By Hal Crowther
A tough cookie, this warrior-priest, who talked about his eleven-plus years in prisons the way scholars talk about graduate school.
By Austin Smith
No one in town would take him for a Trappist monk with vows of chastity, just as, in the abbey, no one took him for a lapsed bohemian who played jazz records and danced naked.
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Two Girls Bathing and Other Poems
By Ama Codjoe
Carol points to a spot on my back. I resist the urge to hide my breasts. She wears her nakedness like it has been woven from air.
Praying Naked and Other Poems
By Katie Condon
It wasn’t guilt I felt. Maybe it was loneliness. Maybe it was my own desire to be desired, since, if a man wants me, I know I have at least a little worth left.
The Land of Five Rivers
By Faisal Mohyuddin
In Urdu, the clock tower is called Ghanta Ghar, meaning Hour House, which sounds just like our house. However, nothing of it is ours.
Ruth Stone Explains the Book of the Dead to Sylvia Plath
By Christian Teresi
I did what I could to hush the knot and rope, the truth of gravity. There are not enough idiomatic expressions to converse flawlessly with the dead.
On Seeing Damien Hirst’s “Kingdom of the Father”
By Laura Wetherington
The butterflies hang grotesque: House paint obscures the edges, black paint licking down their iridescent fur.
In Defense of Ballin’ on a Budget
By Marcus Wicker
Damn, Will—they’ve got you sounding mighty Uncle Phil in these streets. Like the still calling the Ketel One cheap.
Cartoon Art Volume 2017-03
By Various Artists
New art and humor from Charlie Hankin, Amy Kurzweil, Drew Panckeri, Julia Suits, and P. C. Vey.
Cartoon Art Volume 2017-04
By Various Artists
Great new toons by Pat Byrnes, J. C. Duffy, Farley Katz, Amy Kurzweil, and Mary Lawton.