Or, on rare inspired days, the life of soul and then body. And sometimes, both suffer together, like a man with a bad foot limping through the airport, late…
My late life, father of my delights, you vanished without explanation or was it my fate of which I had been patron and author until parsimonious death cut the…
Your morning soon Your morning song London morning Is dawning New York night Has fallen And when you are waking I’ll be dreaming Of a woman waking In a…
Hid below the rooflines’ ridge, the sun had raised a sort of alpenglow along the brick facades across the square. Eyes down, reading, I was unaware, until the…
I still find the matches holding her place in Gay’s Fables, or Hobbes. The spines have suffered. Those days, she worked at a desk on the landing, slept on…
Shooting was needed to bring the bird close to hand, but the first things to alter after death and before the specimen’s arranged, paints prepared, are the eyes that…
Congratulations to all of our Pushcart Prize nominees! “Mooring” by Beth Woodcome Platow, Salamander, vol. 19.2 (poem) “In the Butterfly Garden” by Ciaran Berry, Salamander, vol. 20.1 (poem) “Where the…
Join us at the Suffolk University Poetry Center this month for these incredible readings: Thursday, November 6, 6 PM Suffolk Poetry Center; 3rd Floor 73 Tremont Street Margot Livesey…
Winner Barrett Warner, "Dimension" Honorable Mention Margaret Osburn, "When Desire Can't Find Its Object" Finalists Gaetan Sgro, "We Are All Snowflakes and Cities" Sara C. Thomason, "Liberation Day" Robert Lehrman,…