by Dorianne Laux -For Richard Before the days of self service, When you never had to pump your own gas, I was the one who did it for you, the girl who […]
Fast Gas
What Will I Tell His Daughter
by Meg Day When they removed the yellow tape from the doorway, our neckless birds still sat, unfolding, on the tabletop, his stack of paper—foils & florals & one tartan velum—fanning out […]
Arrival
by Ann LaBar When I arrive, my father will ask, “They pay you for that?” And I will answer no. Payment For poetry is rarely legal tender. It is broken barrettes, non-pareils […]
Over It
by Alexis Rhone Fancher Now the splinter-sized dagger that jabs at my heart has lodged itself in my aorta, I can’t worry it anymore. I liked the pain, the dig of remembering, […]
Parents Without Partners Toga Dance, Circa 1970’s
by Patricia Fargnoli Stardust hung over the American Legion Hall as we headed from our car to the door, sheathed in sheets, mid-life, pocketbooks swinging. Something better happen, Maureen said. As we […]
Walking Alone in Late Winter
by Jane Kenyon How long the winter has lasted—like a Mahler symphony, or an hour in the dentist’s chair. In the fields the grasses are matted and gray, making me think of June, […]
Spring Lament
by Francesca Lia Block this spring is like that man in the white shirt radiating heat even from his thumbs standing so close we steal each other’s air a wedding band glaring […]
Maxine Kumin June 6, 1925 – February 6, 2014
Pulitzer Prize-winner and former U.S. Poet Laureate Maxine Kumin resided in Warner, New Hampshire, on Pobiz Farm, where she took her morning nude swim for decades. Morning Swim by Maxine Kumin Into […]
Mind-Body Problem
by Katha Pollitt When I think of my youth I feel sorry not for myself but for my body. It was so direct and simple, so rational in its desires, wanting to be […]
Ever-Daring, Ever-Playful Erica
An Astute and rave Review of Erica Dawson’s two books of poetry in Oxford American In “The Evolution of Erica Dawson,” Russell Willoughby writes, “Erica Dawson writes in assertive, sometimes defiant, declaratives. […]
The Gloria Sirens 