American poet Constance Urdang
The Madman By Constance Urdang At first, he wondered why he should be spared; Observed, of all the windows, none was barred, And every door (...)
The Madman By Constance Urdang At first, he wondered why he should be spared; Observed, of all the windows, none was barred, And every door (...)
A Green Dream Uche Nduka Winter frock marigold robe between brownstones where yearning confesses its nature when the mail makes you (...)
From the Window of a Plane By Andrei Voznesensky From MOSAIC In the world of friends, where travel is slower, What do you do there, in the (...)
Things We Carry on the Sea By Wang Ping We carry tears in our eyes: good-bye father, good-bye mother We carry soil in small bags: may home never (...)
Translator David Bellos shares a series of revealing, funny and moving memories of the giant of Balkan literature, who died earlier this week. Between (...)
Requiem By Subhashini Kaligotla Requiem What remains of you beloved to haunt Self like the (...)
The Sea Is History By Derek Walcott Where are your monuments, your battles, martyrs? Where is your tribal memory? Sirs, in that grey vault. The sea (...)
The Clothes Pin By Jane Kenyon, USA How much better it is to carry wood to the fire than to moan about your life. How much better to (...)
The Sounds That Arrived By Milo De Angelis The wolf is still under the blanket and a thousand questions are needed to grasp it even if the (...)
Aubade By Yuki Tanaka I sit on a chair and the chair touches me back. According to my chair, I have two hips and bones inside them hard as (...)
Water Becomes Water By Zheng Xiaoqiong Water becomes water’s shape in the water, inside the machine we become the image of the machine, the dusk (...)
Malachi McIntosh was born in Birmingham but raised in the United States. He worked for five years in academia after completing a PhD in English, but (...)