HumJoshua McKinney When I smelled green through the blurwhere its wings were, felt the whir of their arc, heard the red of its ru...
Cloud No Bigger than a Man's HandDick AllenIt approaches from the sea, too smallfor thunder and lightningbut ominous as a closed fistand what it w...
What the Girl WoreKathleen DriskellAt the store, on the hanger, the blue dress must have fallenlike water to a froth of frilled hem, its bodice as smo...
The Ten CommandmentsJericho BrownBut I could be covetous. I could be a thief.Could want and work for. Could wire andDeceive. I thought to fool the moo...
DreamheartTony HoaglandThey took the old heart out of your chestall blue and spoiled like a sick grapefruitthe way you removed your first wife from yo...
RecalibrationPolly BuckinghamThe repairman arrives at night to fixthe telephone wires fried by lightning.He unscrews a metal box encasing a joint,and ...
AnnunciationRobin Robertson after Fra AngelicoHe has come from the garden, leavingno shadow, no footprint in the dew:They hold each other's gaze...
Activity RoomJohn BargowskiMy mother wants nothing to do with the puzzletwo other residents,whose wheelchairs have been rolled upto a folding card tab...
Hart Crane in LA, 1927Peter BalakianWe sat in leather chairsaround cocktail tables and the candidatescame and went with badges on their jackets, proud...
Zen SonnetElizabeth SpiresIt was April and we were reading the book about Zenyou were writing your Zen poems and we were talkingabout the moment we we...