日期：2016-01-13 Elm Street Suzanne Cleary I am so happy to see the man who lives in the house on the corner sit on the porch with a guitar on his knee, one arm draped loosely, as if he patiently scans a vast repertoire, choosing which song to play, or as if he has... 阅读全文>>

日期：2016-01-13 His Country Is Calling Me Libby Hart And when I say his country, I mean the sweet, sad earth of line and skin. Track of bone, of limb. His country is calling me. And when I say his country, I mean that haunt of eyes, cliff of smile. Lea of uncut hai... 阅读全文>>

日期：2015-12-03 Her Garden Donald Hall I let her garden go. let it go, let it go How can I watch the hummingbird Hover to sip With its beak's tip The purple bee balm -- whirring as we heard It years ago? The weeds rise rank and thick let it go, let it go Where annu... 阅读全文>>

日期：2015-12-03 Idiorrhythmy Chad Bennett First, there was faith -- how a terrestrial body pulled by the force of attraction toward earth's molten center nonetheless hung willing from a fixed point. Second, desire -- how such a body in and through motion could acqu... 阅读全文>>

日期：2015-12-03 Mirror Richie Hofmann You'd expect a certain view from such a mirror -- clearer than one that hangs in the entry and decays. I gaze past my reflection toward other things: bat wings, burnt gold upon blue, which decorate the wall and all those object... 阅读全文>>

日期：2015-11-13 The Marrow Michelle O'Sullivan There's a gleam to the trees and meadow that verges on something heartsick; convent quiet, and rich as a jeweller's window. Facing the lake-water is your bull. He's concentrated and arcane, his Dutch yellows make him l... 阅读全文>>

日期：2015-11-13 The Hinds Kathleen Jamie Walking in a waking dream I watched nineteen deer pour from ridge to glen-floor, then each in turn leap, leap the new-raised peat-dark burn. This was the distaff side; hinds at their ease, alive to lands held on long lease i... 阅读全文>>

日期：2015-11-13 Botany Sarah Holland-Batt After the rain, we went out in pairs to hunt the caps that budded at night: wet handfuls of waxtips and widows, lawyer's wigs, a double-ringed yellow. We shook them out onto gridded sheets, the girls more careful than the b... 阅读全文>>

日期：2015-11-13 The Gardener Caitrona O'Reilly The menu warned that fish caught locally may contain dangerous levels of cadmium and isotopes -- or was it allotropes? -- I didn't care ... That night, after the lecture, I sweated through dinner with a clever man who... 阅读全文>>

日期：2015-11-13 The Sleeping Dogs of Erice Stanley Plumly At half-a-mile the thirty marble churches and cobbled marble streets feel light as air above the sky-blue depths of the Tyrrhenian, feel able, in fact, to float as on the platform of the mountain of a cloud,... 阅读全文>>

日期：2015-11-13 Clouds, Metaphysical William Logan The cloud bank over Cuttyhunk, like scalloped linen -- just a short sail to faith and theology, divine imprudence, the tides of doubt. What was our workday, we who abandoned prayer? The canted port from which the d... 阅读全文>>

日期：2015-11-13 Cardboard Figures in a Landscape Elaine Equi A truck goes by. It sounds like a truck full of boxes. Heavy things getting jostled, sliding around on top of each other. Sex between boxes. With boxes one doesn't know what one is getting into. A thud. A... 阅读全文>>

日期：2015-11-13 I Am a Penniless Prophet Yehuda Amichai I am a penniless prophet, like a child who has only two colors. I paint my life in war and love, in noise and stillness. The great prophets threw away half their prophecies like the half-smoked cigarettes of a... 阅读全文>>

日期：2015-11-13 My Wild Children Yehuda Amichai My wild children: in the morning they eat my dreams, at evening they wolf down my memories. I am their manger. I feel their rough tongues on my soul. I hear their sweet and empty slurping day and night. My wild childr... 阅读全文>>

日期：2015-09-14 Palinode Daryl Hine Orient yourself in time Toward the prepossessing dawn. Disenchanted by the past, Turn your back forever on The decadent and splendid West And all your yesterdays in flame. Tomorrow is a promised land Inevitable as success Followi... 阅读全文>>

日期：2015-09-14 Midnight, Talking About Our Exes Ada Limn The sun is still down and maybe even downer. Two owls, one white and one large-eared, dive into a nothingness that is a field, night-beast in the swoop-down, (the way we all have to make a living). Let's be... 阅读全文>>

日期：2015-09-14 On a Day, in the World Brenda Hillman We had a grief we didn't understand while standing at the edge of some low scrub hills as if humans were extra or already gone -- ; what had been in us before? a life that asks for mostly wanting freedom to get... 阅读全文>>

日期：2015-09-14 Communion Blas Falconer They open their mouths because the body's hunger speaks for the spirit. You know this by the way they close their eyes, how they push the world away, all that light through the window. It is unbearable to watch as watching tw... 阅读全文>>

日期：2015-08-18 It's Too Quiet in Here Carolyn Guinzio A sparrow mistook a light for the light of day. A contractor penciled Transitional Space on the plans. A woman parked next to the airport and stood on top of her truck. In an empty office, a fax inched out of t... 阅读全文>>

日期：2015-08-18 What Just Happened? Sara Berkeley Tolchin 'What just happened, and where does it leave us?' 'Same place,' he said, but that's not true. We are in a different place now, this place is new, we've never been here before, the air's a different shape, no... 阅读全文>>