Perhaps my need to appear/ happy at all times comes from a fear/ of my true thoughts and desires.
Poems from Yu Nu, Lee Chin-Wen, Xiao Shui, Translated from Chinese
Will some lightly clapping hands remain/ in places where death walked through?
Almanac
The house is endless only in its emptiness, so vast/ there seemed trapped the wind itself.
Review: The Final Voicemails by Max Ritvo
Ritvo refuses to wade with us in our fruitless investigation of life's meaning. Instead, he gives us poetry: affirming, beautiful, and mortal.
Poetry by Asma Jelassi and Widad Nabi, Translated from Arabic
Translations from Arabic by Ali Znaidi of Asma Jelassi's "The Metamorphosed" and Widad Nabi's "This Place is Lit With Memory."
The Word Process: An Interview with Ada Limón
Ada Limón discusses how self-reliance makes you a better writer, silencing outside influences to prevent mimicry, and "the gathering time."
Viscosity
There is nothing, then menacing red, then/nothing again.
Broadway
how can you be lonely/ when the offices lights/ shine into your room from/ across the river.
What You’re Really Looking for Are Some Blessings That Touch You
Ants announce spring from the corners of the house,/their neat swarms quiet and inevitable./The bleeding heart is back.
The Moon Still Says I Love You
Is that the way it is/ three stars from a .32 burning/ right down your boulevard.
Amongst Darkness: Poetry by Forough Farrokhzad, Translated from Farsi
Forough Farrokhzad was one of Iran's most influential poets. This poem has been translated from Farsi by Sogol Sur.
When the Heart Needs a Stunt Double
When my mother said the word divorce in response to my asking where my father was—after she’d said, he won’t be back.