We hope you enjoy the new issue now and over the next months as much as we've enjoyed putting it together. Watch this space in the next weeks, as some…
Elkie trusts Don absolutely. He’s a cross between a boyfriend and a father, though Elkie knows boyfriends and fathers aren’t supposed to be the same thing, and he’s not…
The officials have asked us to redo the museum: walking through the ruins of the Greek settlement, they poke at the stones with their feet, render instructions to me…
In their new books, Cold Storage and Spill, poets Keith Althaus and Kelle Groom, who both happen to hail from Cape Cod, are not isolated by its geographies—instead, each…
“Reasonably close.” Twelve years in the making, and this is how National Book Award-winning poet David Ferry rates his translation, out this September, of Virgil’s Aeneid. The Aeneid—that 10,000-line,…
The boys follow the moon still hanging early morning and don’t even acknowledge it. Seems sometimes the crows will shake up the cornstalks and John’s not stuffed with straw.…
I’m awake again 5 a.m. walking around the house again bare feet on unsealed tiles again sleep crusts eyes morning's ritual becomes clang clang putting pots away …
A pox on _______ and the gerrymander he rode in on. Expel, export, exile him while we waft sage-smoke around. At this zero hour, as our wombs contract under…
tr. from the Portuguese by Calvin Olsen the beautiful journey--Konstandinos Kavafis For some the end of the earth is likely the end of the world. For others the end of…
tr. from the Portuguese by Calvin Olsen Museo delle Antichità Egizie di Torino Wrapped in meters of linen in an urn of carved wood (inside a stone sarcophagus inside…