by James Kimbrell has a giant hand diagrammed in front of her place on West Tennessee. It towers above a kudzu hill as if to offer a cosmic How！ as in...
by M. L. Liebler If I know my angels， I know what they would say ——Joe Henry He came to me In a whisky-blue dream In midtown Manhattan. He...
by Nicholas Christopher The searchlight of a February moon at the end of the street bare trees black railing an eastern star set like a pearl atop a s...
by Ember Ward Sometimes When I feel like I'm going to fall apart I hold my ribs， all the way around， Both sides. My ribs hold me together， Like gl...
by Jack Prelutsky Last night I dreamed of chickens， there were chickens everywhere， they were standing on my stomach， they were nesting in my hair， th...
by Denise Duhamel They decide to exchange heads. Barbie squeezes the small opening under her chin over Ken's bulging neck socket. His wide jaw lin...
by James Applewhite I wake to see a cardinal in our white crape myrtle. My eye aches. Bees celebrate morning come with their dynamo-hum around a froth...
by Charles Wright I seem to have come to the end of something， but don‘t know what，Full moon blood orange just over the top of the redbud tree. ...
by Laura Kasischke The white bowls in the orderly cupboards filled with nothing. The sound of applause in running water. All those who've drowned ...
by Allan Peterson Look at the slight valley of the horse between haunch and shoulder，recalling its rider and the low hills between. Form never forgets...